The little girl Zhao Xin widened her eyes, held the battlement of the city wall with one hand, and grabbed her mother's arm with the other.

This is too awesome!

It seems like a superhero in a cartoon.

"Mom, Mom!"

"Um?"

"Mother!"

"What's wrong?"

Guan Meihui subconsciously answered her daughter's shouting, but she did not bow her head, and still stared at the giant golden blade. It was five meters away from the city wall and fell parallel to the pile of zombies. This scene was so spectacular, and is this also a rough stone ability?

Too amazing, completely unimaginable.

People thought that the attack was over, and they cheered directly from nearby, but were inquiring in the distance, and were soon told that it was the blue fantasy ability of leader Yang Mu.

While everyone was shocked, the news spread quickly, which shocked others.

And the shock did not end with it.

Yang Mu's sword is not entirely a physical attack, it is a deformation of his ability to swallow the sky and spit the earth.

The wind and sand are spinning at high speed, and the fire element spreads and generates. The powerful agitation force explodes after the collision. Countless sands are flying to both sides, forming small daggers as they move. After being assassinated, they explode into fire sand, causing even more deadly attacks on the zombies.

At this moment, the corpses were burned under the city wall. Although the zombies in front of us were quickly filled in, the accumulated crisis was lifted, and within at least three hours, people would be protected by the city wall.

Everyone is excited!

It turns out that Yang Mu is not very fierce, but is already super magical!

People actually had a lot of doubts before.

Why can a person who looks so young to survive and become the best in the doomsday?

Is it because he is handsome?

OK, this is obviously a joke.

That's because of its strong combat power.

But what can be more powerful? Can it be comparable to the soul?

At this time, they all understood that not to mention ordinary souls, if the Big Dipper does not leave, it is an ambiguous thing to do if he can have the fate to leave Eryadu.

The news is still spreading, the city walls in the isolation area are basically about five kilometers, and the zombies are pierced like awls, and the cross-section of the siege is actually only about three kilometers.

But people were not happy for too long, because in just twenty minutes, zombies were piled up on the pile of scattered corpses, and a new wave of battle to defend the city was coming.

But this time everyone is more confident.

Those who were close to Yang Mu were still looking at Yang Mu and observing his expression.

Gradually, Yang Mu's expression became a topic.

The first person tells the people around you.

"The leader was expressionless and serious, and even yelled, then lit a cigarette and asked the soldiers around him to find him a bottle of beer. Yes, I specifically emphasized that I wanted beer."

Twenty minutes later, a few kilometers away from the rear, the laborer who was busy digging soil to send him to the front to laugh. He didn't know what to laugh at. Anyway, he wanted to laugh when he heard this news.

The rhythm in the city is slowly moving towards a better direction. People do not focus entirely on the zombies, but also take part to pay attention to Yang Mu. This distraction of attention reduces people's panic.

Eight hours later, Yang Mu used the third Kaitian Slash and finally felt a little tired.

If it was used as a large group killing ability like Kaitianzhan, if it was used before, it would probably make Yang Mu's zombie fantasy and exhausted once.

Now as a level 12 yellow physical person and a super brain mutant, his strength has improved a lot, so he has used it almost three times in a row.

Once every three hours apart, this is considered continuous use, because Yang Mu did not recover and rest at all.

What to do next?

I have been preparing the iron for a long time, I wonder if it can be used? I hope it can!

Yang Mu sighed in his heart this time, but there was no reaction on the surface.

He drank a few bottles of beer and smoked a pack of cigarettes, which were nothing more than to relieve his tension and fatigue.

He kept watching from the top of the city, never going down.

The soldiers have been rotated three times. Anyway, there are many reserve troops under the city wall. As long as they do not have direct contact with the zombies, they will have the power to fight.

Finally, the fourth accumulation began, and within an hour it had accumulated less than three meters away from the battlement of the city wall.

There is no way. Although the previous accumulation was broken up by Kaitianzhan, Kaitianzhan was not a Tidezhan after all, and it was impossible to turn all the zombies into blood.

The attack range of the Tide Slash is relatively small. Yang Mu cannot use the Tide Slash again and again to consume his energy, just to seek temporary peace in a small range.

Wait, this time I will use molten iron, hoping to complete my fantasy.

Yang Mu closed his eyes and reached out to take out the cigarette box from his pocket. It was empty.

On the one hand, Fat Dahai hurriedly took the cigarette from the soldiers behind, then delivered one, and lit it for Yang Mu himself.

"Good Yang Mu!"

While speaking, he patted Yang Mu on the shoulder.

At this time, there were still roars outside.

But from daytime to night, people have adapted to such things and no longer cared about it.

Yang Mu shook his shoulders and said with a pout:

"Are you familiar with me?"

Fat Dahai smiled awkwardly, pushed his glasses and said:

"I'm sorry, I have always looked down on you before. You are a lot of troubles. I can't understand why Xiangru is obsessed with you. Now I understand a little. Although you are very scumbag most of the time, you are really charming sometimes. This may be the type of bad men. Bad men like you are often liked by women."

"snort."

Yang Mu just snorted coldly, without any excuses, nor did he have the intention to discuss bad men with him. Yang Mu is very tired now, not physically, but mentally.

Pig said:

"It may take at least one month for personnel evacuation. Yang Mu, how many days do you think we can last?"

Yang Mu still didn't say anything. In his opinion, it would be good to be able to hold on for one more minute. As for how many days he could hold on, this was not something he had to think about.

Anyway, he ran away when the city was destroyed.

Even if the people here were comrades who had fought with him in the same trench, he could not sacrifice his life for them.

To put it bluntly, he is afraid of death because his life has just begun, and he has just become confident that he can live a good life.

"I think we can last for two days at most, but that's already good, right?"

Pang Dahai said worriedly that Zhao Ziliang's family was closest to him. Listening to his words, a miserable cloud of mist immediately rose on his face.

Yes, zombies seem to be endless, but this city can't be saved after all.

"Report to the leader, and the commanders of several sections reported that the zombies were less than half a meter away from the city. Please think of a solution quickly. Do you need to come here again?"

If you come here, it means the giant golden blade.

Yang Mu stretched his waist and said dissatisfiedly:

"So come on? Do you want them to try it?"

The soldier didn't know why Yang Mu was urging him, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was silent.

Yang Mu was actually using the yellow villain to observe the battle situation on the whole line, knowing that some places were imminent.

"Okay, send an order to pour all the molten iron down! Complete this operation within ten minutes, delay the military opportunity, feed the zombies!"

Yang Mu's words were so imposing.

When more than twenty soldiers behind him heard this, they all ran away and went to pass messages to each department.

In fact, they all have walkie-talkies. The reason why they run away is that everyone will influence each other when they shout together.

Yang Mu's order was issued quickly, and then the entire city wall began to pour down molten iron.

At this time, the accumulation of zombies under the city wall was a large slope.

Three accumulations and three times are broken up, and a slope naturally forms.

From the side, with the city wall as one side, the horizontal ground as one side, the inclined surface is at an angle of about 45 degrees to the ground, and an equilateral triangle cross-sectional slope has been formed.

And this is not just zombies, but also the sudden miserable situation in their soil, which is caused by heavy ball explosions.

The molten iron flows quickly after it falls down, filling the gap between the zombies and the soil. The fiery red liquid releases steam, causing layers of white mist to appear in front of people.

However, people didn't dare to stop at all. There was a lot of iron in the rear. The leader issued a task and would be lost within ten minutes.

So people worked hard, and the iron on the city wall was gone, and the iron containers were directly thrown into the inside of the city wall.

In the chaos, several people died in accidents, but no one cares about this. They only know that they have to pour out the molten iron within the specified time.

Someone on Yang Mu was pouring iron. In five minutes, Yang Mu felt that it was almost done. He took out a level 11 blue, bound a soul splitting of his own, and threw it down.
To be continued...