(Please check for the easter egg at the end of the chapter!)
"Your Majesty, we only have enough food for two days, it's time to go back!" Zhang Meng couldn't help but remind him as the horse galloped along the official road.
They had traveled far enough to visit several counties in Gu Meng Mansion, but unfortunately there was no one alive in the city.
But this does not mean that they will return without success.
Although the villages near the official road have all suffered, there are always one or two lucky villages that are still struggling to survive under the siege of zombies.
Zombies are dead creatures after all. As long as the people unite as one and the right time and place help, it is not impossible to prevent zombies.
After hearing Zhang Meng's reminder, Zhao Yanxun also knew that he should go back.
They have been out for five days, which is not a short period of time. There are many things waiting for him to deal with in the palace.
It seems that to find survivors, we still have to rely on the army to conduct a large-scale search. Their search efficiency is too low.
While Zhao Yanxun was thinking, a faint shout came from his ears, which made him temporarily give up the idea of returning.
"There seems to be some smoke ahead!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.
The two previous times we found someone were all heard or seen by Zhao Yanxun, and the people below believed in his judgment.
Now that we have discovered another village, it is not a bad idea to stop by and have a look, it will only take half a day.
If there is a village, you can also add some food in the village.
Zhao Yanxun's perception was particularly sensitive. Although it was the sound he heard with his ears, he followed the sound to find it and traveled five or six miles to the source.
Standing on the hillside, they could clearly see that there was a person inside the mountain col, and it seemed that there were quite a few people there.
At least zombies No. 70 and 80 are currently attacking the fence at the stone bridge at the entrance of the village.
On the other side of the fence, more than a dozen young men were holding on to a thick piece of wood and pressing it tightly against the fence.
If they hadn't been supporting it from behind, this wooden fence would have collapsed long ago under the impact of dozens of zombies.
In fact, there is still a layer of wall in front of the wooden fence, but it has now been knocked down by zombies.
The young men in front were holding up against the fence. They persisted with difficult expressions. They were under great pressure and at the same time took great risks.
The first line of defense is finished, and they don't know how long they can hold on to the second line of defense.
Of course, there is a third line of defense behind this fence, which is also their final protection.
The third line of defense was made up of a group of horses. Dozens of young men were guarding it with spears. They were ready to fight.
"Why hasn't the person who made the fire come back yet?"
"I just said it's time to demolish this broken bridge. Look at how much trouble there is now..."
To fight against zombies, in addition to water, you can also use fire. Currently, there are no high-pressure water guns, but setting fire can be achieved.
The young men behind the fence were holding on desperately. They could hold on to the fence itself, but they couldn't.
As long as the zombies come and slam into them a few more times, they will definitely be unable to defend themselves.
"Coming, coming, they are coming carrying firewood!" someone shouted.
As long as you set a fire on the bridge, you can block the zombies, and it is not impossible for them to burn them all to death.
Sure enough, a large group of people came from the rear, including men, women, old and young, all carrying things like hay and wood, and a few held torches.
Soon, these people appeared at the end of the bridge and hurried towards the fence.
"Hurry up..." the young men at the fence yelled.
The men and women holding firewood endured fear and filled the bridge with firewood, and then they were just waiting to light the fire.
I saw an old man with a gray hair standing in the middle of the horses with a torch in his hand, roaring: "Just hold on a little longer!"
After saying this, he threw the torch out, and the dry firewood was immediately ignited, followed by a raging fire.
The young men who continued to support the fence had to endure the scorching heat behind them, and they could not leave until the fire became stronger.
"Bear it a little longer!" the white-haired old man clenched his fists and said.
"ah……"
The young men shouted, they had indeed reached their limit, even if they could hold the fence, they could not hold it anymore.
"withdraw……"
When they heard the village shouting the word "evacuate", the young people's pressure suddenly decreased and they fled to the left and right.
With the fire behind them, they could only run to the left and right, jump into the river and swim ashore.
With no support from anyone and only a few wooden pillars to hold them back, these zombies quickly knocked down the fence.
They rushed forward quickly, but finally stopped in front of the fire, and each one let out an angry roar.
"You beasts, do you have the guts to come here?" A young man among the rebels shouted angrily.
The zombies naturally wouldn't come over, so they just stood across the fire and screamed at the people in the village.
Besides, the young men who jumped into the river have now reached the shore.
The entire river is no more than a foot wide, but this inconspicuous river keeps the zombies out of the village.
In addition to the dozens of zombies on the bridge, there are also many zombies wandering along the river bank, but they dare not cross the river bank even half a step.
The zombies were stopped in front of the fire. They seemed to be stopped, but the violent zombies kept wandering on the bridge, but they kept pushing the fence at the bottom.
But most of the people in the village were immersed in the joy of victory and did not notice this small detail at all.
Finally, under the constant squeezing of the zombies, the fence fell directly off the bridge, and then... lay across the two banks.
Everyone was stunned, and then the village chief shouted: "Quickly... put up the wooden frame quickly!"
But it was too late, the zombies were already distributed by the river, and they climbed up as soon as the fence fell.
There were two of them. When the young men returned to the river, a zombie had already rushed over.
"Ouch..."
With just one howl, the young man who ran down was so frightened that he even stepped back.
Fortunately, at this time, the village chief had sent spearmen down, but when they arrived, the zombies had already begun to chase people away.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the people fled in all directions. This scene made the village chief extremely desperate.
I saw him slapping his thighs and shouting: "Young and old men, we must drive away these monsters at all costs, otherwise the village will be over... We will all die!"
The old, weak, women and children were still running away, but the young and strong people stopped. They knew that what the village chief said made sense.
Picking up a wooden stick, the old village chief also did it himself.
"Take down the fence first, don't let more monsters come over!"
In just ten seconds, seven or eight zombies had crossed the river, and the young men were fighting with them with weapons.
More zombies were still crossing the river, and dozens of zombies were already surrounding the fence.
In fact, the situation has gotten out of control, and the village chief is now determined to delay the situation for more time for the young and old in the village.
"Kill..." The old village chief rushed forward with his wooden stick.
But the zombies rushing towards him easily threw him to the ground, then lay on top of him and started to bite him.
The village chief held up a wooden stick with both hands to block, but the zombies still gradually approached him.
Just as he was about to be bitten on the face, suddenly there was a sound of "piercing the air", and then the old village chief saw an arrow piercing the zombie's head.
