In the early morning of the next day, when it was still dark, the army set out early.
At the beginning, they found a small breakthrough and rushed into the village from the place with the least corpse and puppet.
Now after exploration, the periphery has been completely blocked by the corpse puppets.
It will take a little effort to break through.
Mo Lian and Fu Sanbing are divided into two ways, each with half of them. They start with firearms, just like two sharp knives, they are killed directly from the corpse's nest.
Su, who has been trying to get to Mo Lian's side for several times, is always blocked. She can't help but feel a little depressed.
The cultivation of the single clothes Soviet Union is not high. It can only be regarded as an ordinary talent on the mainland of China.
At the age of twenty-eight, he is now the fourth level of spiritual cultivation, and the fire spirit only reaches five levels.
Of course, although Su Xiuwei is low, no one will look down on her.
After all, she is a Danshi. Most of her time is on the way to Dandao.
"Your Highness." Return wind a jump to Mo Lian side, said to him in a low voice, "this single clothes Su seems to have strange."
The undercurrent looked back and nodded, "yes, your highness, you see, there are so many corpse figures around her that none of them will attack her actively."
The ink lotus is not strange.
"What do you think she could get out of the puppet's nest before?"
"It's a pill that can be relied on." "Ink lotus look light said," she should be configured with a drug, can temporarily block all their breath
"If the corpse puppet can't sense her, he won't do anything to her."
The return wind nodded thoughtfully, "that single clothes Su, pour also has some ability person."
"She is a divine master." Mo Lian glanced coldly, "naturally, there are some abilities."
In the middle of the conversation, some of them had led the soldiers, expelled a way from the corpse puppet group, and killed directly outside the sand wall.
This place is surrounded by a piece of sand. When fighting, it is called a long rolling sand.
Fortunately, they all wrapped their mouths and noses with cloth in advance, and fought with corpse puppets in the sandstorm. Their movements were sharp and fast.
The soldiers passed by countless long knives, and the head of the dead puppet rolled down.
"First team rest, second team make up." With a call.
The troops moved forward and backward orderly and orderly. A thousand men replaced the former soldiers and began a new round of fighting.
In this way, the team moved forward quickly.
Mo Lian suddenly stopped the sword in her hand and looked back.
I saw a strong wind, the sand extended long, like a roaring beast, all of a sudden to swallow into the sand.
The sudden gust of wind made the team a little disordered.
But soon, everyone adjusted their pace to match each other as much as possible.
This elite force is obviously a man of long experience.
It's very handy to deal with corpse puppets.
Mo Lian squinted her eyes.
Before that, he also considered whether to use a large stone throwing cart to deal with these dense corpse puppets.
But the idea was eventually rejected by him and Fu San.
First of all, this large stone throwing cart is very heavy, although one hammer down, can lay down many corpse puppets.
But as we all know, it's useless just to hurt the limbs of the corpse puppet.