Although he was close to Beixi Village, Zhu Jinzhang was extremely cautious and hid on a hillside one mile away.
The terrain here is higher, making it easier for him to observe the situation in the village.
The most important thing is that he has to hide himself to avoid being discovered by the sharp archers in Yong's army.
This place is one mile away from Beixi Village. Even if he is discovered, arrows cannot reach here.
Looking below, the corpses surrounded the village from three directions, and Zhu Jinzhang felt a little relieved.
Zhu Jinzhang took off the kettle from the saddle, and after having a drink, he replied: "I heard... King Yong is also in there. Today may be the day when he is defeated and dies!"
But after looking at it for a while, Zhu Jinzhang frowned again.
Outside Beixi Village, the defense line of the Yongwang Palace army is still strong, but many zombies have been killed and piled on the ground.
"It seems that we have to continue to attract some monsters!"
Although he thought it was an exaggeration, Zhu Jinzhang felt that these more than 10,000 zombies might not be enough for the people of Prince Yong's Mansion to kill.
If you want to trap them for ten or twenty days, you have to continue to attract some monsters.
But this is not easy. Today they have almost lured away the nearby zombies. If they want to find more zombies, they have to go further.
I don't know how many variables there are. Maybe the zombies haven't attracted them yet, but they were swamped by the zombies on the way.
But even if it's difficult, you still have to do it.
As Zhu Jinzhang said before, no matter how difficult it is, it is impossible to fight Yong's army head-on.
Zhu Jinzhang hated it. He hated God for not giving him time to train a strong army.
Putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, Zhu Jinzhang immediately gave orders to his men, and shot some of them to continue to lure the zombies.
Let’s talk about Beixi Village. After repeated killings by the guards, a large number of corpses were piled up in front of the defense line.
The temporarily dug trenches were filled with corpses much earlier.
The corpses could all rush in front of Juma at any time, and then the defense line would be in danger.
"Is the back part ready?"
It turned out that the soldiers behind the defense line who were not on the front line were setting up a second line of defense.
Trenches, firewood...these are all powerful weapons to stop zombies.
"Okay..." Hundreds of households behind said loudly.
Just listen to the hundreds of households guarding in front shout: "Light the fire!"
Outside the first line of defense, dry firewood and kindling materials had already been placed. When the torch was thrown up, the firewood pile was quickly ignited.
The fire spread rapidly, and soon a blazing isolation zone was ignited in front of the first line of defense.
The zombies were afraid of fire, so they could only stand across the wall of fire, roaring but not daring to come forward.
The royal army behind the wall of fire quickly withdrew their horses and other weapons and set up a new line of defense about a foot away.
Before the open fire is extinguished, the soldiers can rest, eat some dry food and drink some water.
And this is just a microcosm of the entire Beixi Village defense line. The entire defense line retreated so slowly.
It's impossible not to retreat. There are too many zombies in total. If they all swarm up, it's really unrealistic to stop them.
Only by moving back step by step in this way can you make the most of the defenses and kill the zombies with the greatest efficiency.
"Your Majesty, there are still so many monsters. We can't stay here forever. What if the bandit army attracts monsters again..."
Before Fang Sheng could finish his words, Zhao Yanxun said: "We have no horses, so the army can only stay here!"
This is their shortcoming, and it's a different matter if they have horses.
Seeing that Fang Sheng was still a little worried, Zhao Yanxun said firmly: "Don't panic. With the speed at which we kill, it will only take two hours at most. These monsters will be killed. By then... it will be their death!"
This is really not Zhao Yanxun's boast. More than ten thousand zombies may sound like a lot, but on average, for two thousand soldiers, each person only has five or six.
Zhao Yanxun raised his sword and held it in front of him, then slowly pulled the sword out of its sheath. Zhao Yanxun's eyes were reflected on the bright blade.
"Go back to your position and strictly guard the defensive line!"
Hearing this gloomy voice, Fang Sheng did not dare to say anything at the moment, and after bowing, he slowly retreated.
"Just a few zombies, do you really think they can trap me?"
"Zhu Jinzhang, Zhu Jinzhang, you must be laughing at my joke at this time, so... where will you be?"
He waved his sharp blade twice, and a sharp sound broke through the air.
"If I were you, I should be around here right now, commanding my men to surround me!"
Standing up from the chair, Zhao Yanxun put his sword into its sheath with a smile on his face and said, "It's almost time, it's my turn to come find you!"
Stepping forward, Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "Bring me the horse!"
The guard on the side immediately replied: "Yes!"
Soon his mount was brought over. It was a majestic horse, covered with armor made by Gongzheng. On the saddle was a kettle and dry food, as well as Zhao Yanxun's meteorite iron bow.
After getting on his horse, Zhao Yanxun said to the guards present: "Tell Fang Sheng and the other three to cooperate closely with each other to stabilize the defense line of Beixi Village and kill all the monsters surrounding them as soon as possible!"
"As you command!"
Zhao Yanxun didn't waste any more time and headed east. There were no zombies in this direction.
Of course, the reason why he chose this direction was not because Zhao Yanxun was afraid of zombies, but because he needed to travel covertly.
After riding away, Zhao Yanxun crossed the river and left the defensive circle of Beixi Village.
Immediately afterwards, he went around the mountain top to the north, and then sneaked straight to the west.
Soon, he discovered the first Ming army team, numbering about thirty.
"Who?" The person opposite noticed him.
Zhao Yanxun was not afraid at all, but continued to move forward.
Looking at the sudden arrival of the "weird man", the officers leading the team were somewhat different, but they were not aware of the danger.
As long as you are a normal person, how can you think that one person opposite you will bring danger to dozens of people?
"You bastard, didn't you hear me?" the officer roared angrily.
Zhao Yanxun was unmoved. In his eyes, this person was already dead, so he would not get angry with a dead person.
"Brothers, take him down, I'm going to chop off his head!"
At this time, one of his subordinates said: "My lord, his armor is pretty good, and he is just the right one for you to change your outfit!"
The officer scolded: "You want to kill me, but this outfit... is suitable for giving to the prince, and letting me wear it? Are you not afraid of crushing me to death?"
This is not to be alarmist, Zhao Yanxun's armor is jealous and exquisite, which is not what a junior officer at the grassroots level should be.
What's more, even Zhu Jinzhang himself was wearing the same armor as ordinary soldiers this time. It was the best choice to capture Zhao Yanxun's body and present it to Zhu Jinzhang.
But the officer didn't know that the reason why Zhu Jinzhang dressed like everyone else was to deceive others and avoid the sharpshooters of Yong's army in the dark.
The last assassination made him pay great attention to self-protection.
Ignoring the cheers of the Ming army and others, Zhao Yanxun only asked, "Where is Zhu Jinzhang?"
"Damn it, you dare to call the prince for his life..."
"What are you still doing? Take him down!"
As soon as the officer gave the order, seven or eight people immediately came forward on horseback, trying to knock Zhao Yanxun off the horse.
If thirty or so of them came together, they might be able to cause trouble to Zhao Yanxun. Right now, these seven people are simply seeking death.
Zhao Yanxun was seen slowly drawing out his sword, and the shining blade reflected the Ming soldiers coming on horseback in the distance.