The order issued by the Presbyterian Council was immediately conveyed. The messenger, who was thin and had a pair of ice-blue eyes that could not see things clearly but could penetrate people's hearts, activated the power of "listening" and was responsible for guarding the internal affairs of the Dragon Spine. A line of message appears: "Jie" word command is activated.
"What?" The extremely fat commander-in-chief of the internal affairs committee jumped up as if he was being burned. He was standing in the center of the dragon's spine. Along the towering city wall, 760 internal affairs commanders with swords were standing. It became a Great Wall of human flesh, of which 380 were responsible for external defense. Because once the western wall was broken, the army of resurrectors had completely occupied the Long family's mansion and the Zong family's residence, and the dragon's spine became the last barrier; while the other 380 The name is responsible for internal defense. Even in times of crisis, the branch family must not be allowed to cross the Dragon's Backbone to escape without permission. After the Western Wall was breached, more than 5,000 surviving members of the Zong family have moved to the side of the branch family, occupying three-thirds of the area. In one of the building courtyards, the originally limited living space of the separated families has been compressed again. Now there are riots happening in various places in the courtyard, and it is on the verge of turmoil.
The west side of the Dragon's Back is crowded with densely packed resurrected people, most of whom are the living corpses of dead Long family members. This scene is frightening; while on the east side of the Dragon's Back, thousands of branch family members are trying to attack the high ground. Wall, they don't know what's happening outside. Judging from the legal code, the clan family has no obligation to tell them the truth. To the Presbyterian Church, these guys with unclean blood flowing on their bodies are not much different from livestock in captivity. Therefore, many brave people who were hungry and cold wanted to take advantage of this chaos to climb over the Dragon's Back and have a look at the unknown world outside.
When the Commander-in-Chief of the Internal Affairs Commission was in trouble both internally and externally, he suddenly received an order from the Council of Elders. He was so horrified that he could hardly hold the heavy sword in his hand. "Damn it, all the Centurion Captains come and assemble," he wiped the sweat from his face and shouted loudly. He said, just half a minute later, eight capable disciples of the Long family appeared in front of them. Those who could command the Hundreds of Internal Affairs Envoys were undoubtedly the best of the best. The swords of these people were stained with the blood of the resurrected and the branch family members, and their faces were stained with blood. His expression was as cold as a rock, showing no signs of sadness or joy.
"The Presbyterian Council..." The Grand Commander took a deep breath, as if to convince himself to accept this shocking news, "...the Presbyterian Council issued a word order of 'relief'. Do you know what this means?"
"The Dragon Spine will lose its function, and the Shadow Sect will unify the children of the separate families to participate in the war," the centurion captains immediately replied: "This means that the Long family has reached a critical moment of life and death, and has to rely on the power of unclean blood,"
"Although this has not happened for hundreds of years, you all know what to do. Let's each lead a team to open the secret door. Damn it, those mechanisms have not been used for too long. I wonder if they can still function," Big The commander arranged, "The Shadow Sect should already be in action. We must seize the time and report the damage before leaving."
"Ten people from the left team were injured,"
"The second team from the left suffered four injuries,"
..."The fourth team on the right was unscathed, but an internal affairs envoy claimed to have seen two figures climbing over from the northernmost side of Dragon's Backbone into the branch's mansion. He did not find any suspicious figures," a centurion leader reported.
"Come in from the outside, damn, there is an escape ladder in the center of the dragon's spine." The commander hesitated, "Forget it, ignore it for now, go ahead, activate the unlocking mechanism and open the dragon's spine. Remember, once it's dark, When the door is opened, the zombies outside will also take the opportunity to swarm in. We must guard these secret doors before the branch family's combat power is concentrated. We cannot let a living corpse step into the branch family's mansion. Do you understand?"
Everyone said in unison: "I understand."
"Go ahead... Captain of the fourth team on the right, wait a minute,"
The figures dispersed, but a young captain remained. The internal affairs commander lowered his gaze: "Show me your right hand. Are you injured?"
The captain puffed up his chest and said, "Commander, it's just a small scratch. I can continue to fight."
"Stretch out your hand," the fat commander shouted, like a thunderous explosion. The centurion leader was startled. He couldn't help but stepped back and raised his hands in a defensive posture. As expected, there were three shallow lines on his right wrist. The scratches were like wounds caused by friction on wall tiles. At this time, black blisters began to appear around the wounds, and the skin shrank and squirmed, indicating that it was being invaded by Yagu's curse.
"Long Shenya," the expression on the commander's ferocious face suddenly softened: "You are currently the only centurion recruited from the branch family among the internal affairs envoys. Your mastery of the nine laws of the Long family is far better than that of your peers. Your personality Calm, bold and careful, he is the person I like the most in this issue of the House of Representatives."
"Commander..." The young man named Long Shenya retracted his hands behind his back, raised his neck and said: "I know that the Elders Council declares that any injured must commit suicide immediately, but my wounds are very small, and I can definitely fight to the end. At this moment, not a single brother in my team has died so far, and has defended against more than a dozen waves of living zombies. I..."
"Pfft,"
Before he could finish his words, a sweet, cool, and awkward feeling came from his belly. Long Shenya slowly lowered his head and saw that the commander's heavy black sword had penetrated his abdominal cavity, "I ..." The young man's voice weakened, and the cold expression on his face gradually dissolved. Suddenly his eyes blinked, and a tear rolled down his cheek: "Commander, I still want to live... Can I live? I must live... I finally left the branch family and became a captain of a hundred. I am still young and I still have many days to live. How can I be hurt by this small wound... ah, it hurts..."
"I will report to the Presbyterian Church the captain of the fourth right team, Long Shenya, who committed heroic suicide. A large pension will be paid to your family. Don't worry," the commander lowered his eyes, unwilling to look directly into the other person's dying eyes.
"Ah, that's fine. I have no parents, only one... a brother. His name is Long Shenlin. He also left the branch family and became the foreign envoy of the Shadow Sect... I must, must tell him that his eldest brother is a war fighter. He died, he was very brave, he died bravely... Then tell him something for me, saying that in fact, there were signs of malignant transformation in him since he was a child, and it was Elder Dong who was the oldest in the branch of the family who sealed it with secret techniques. The seeds of malignant transformation, you must be careful not to get angry in the future, otherwise, the blood of malignant transformation will boil..." Long Shenya's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into inaudible babble. The last few clear words were "...I really want to drink...just one sip is fine..."
The muscles on the commander's face trembled, and he suddenly withdrew the heavy sword. Long Shenya's body was crumbling. "Let's go," the sword light in the commander's hand crisscrossed, turning into a dense sword net, and the young man was caught in the blink of an eye. It was cut into pieces, and the flesh and blood were scattered on the ground. Several housekeepers standing nearby took a step back, their faces still expressionless.
"...The fourth team on the right is under my command, enter the secret passage from the archery tower," with a loud shout, the commander picked up his heavy sword and strode towards the north.
Except for several hundred-man captains and the commander himself, even the internal affairs envoys who have been stationed at Longji for many years do not know that there is such a secret hidden in this high wall. One of every three arrow towers has a secret passage. As long as you follow the order on the ground Step on the square brick and insert the captain's badge into the keyhole to open it. "Woo, quack, quack, quack..." A hard turning sound sounded, and a musty smell hit your face. The ground collapsed, revealing a bottomless tunnel. The commander lit the torch, turned around and ordered: "Eighty people come with me, and the others will use long-range weapons to support you on the wall. After the secret door is opened, stop the living corpses. Damn it, don't shoot one of your own people."
He moved his fat body and entered the secret passage first, swaying the torch to illuminate the damp walls, and walked down the dripping steps for a total of four hundred flights. After turning countless turns, the commander finally stopped in the room at the bottom. Two stone walls on the left and right blocked the way. On the stone wall was the coat of arms of the Long family's Soaring Cloud Dragon. It was surrounded by moss. Through the stone wall on the left, distant scratching, crashing and roaring sounds could be heard. The commander turned around. After taking a look, the steps were filled with internal affairs envoys from the fourth team on the right. The eighty people seemed extremely crowded in this narrow space.
"Little sister," the Commander-in-Chief said loudly, "Everyone is in place. Connect with me to the Presbyterian Council and send me the spiritual thoughts of the word command 'Explanation'."
The messenger standing on the city wall immediately received the message through the power of "listening" and said: "Elder, the internal affairs envoy is already in place and requires the seal to be released."
Several elders looked at each other, each took out a red token, and the four tokens were put together to form a square badge with complex patterns. The oldest elder said with trembling lips: "If the Long family can survive this time, I will definitely commit suicide and apologize in front of my ancestors..."
The herald pressed her palms against the badge, and the mysterious patterns were transmitted through her to the Chief of the Interior and the seven centurions. The people standing by the wall also pressed their palms against the wall, using their bodies as a medium to transmit the token patterns. , as the lines were imprinted on the wall, the dragon emblem began to make a buzzing sound, the stone room trembled, dirt and water droplets fell from the top of the head, and the seal that had been sleeping for hundreds of years was opened again, "crack," suddenly the emblem exploded. There was a ball of dazzling sparks, "roll, roll, roll..." The mechanism hidden deep in the ground began to operate. The two-foot-and-five-foot-thick wall shook violently, splitting in half from the center, and light penetrated from the outside. When they came in, the commander threw away the torch in his hand. Across the deep entrance, there was a group of ragged people standing there blankly, with incredible expressions written on their faces.
"Don't let the separated homeless people rush in. I will open another door now," the commander ordered. He turned around and held down the wall on the opposite side. The heavy secret door also opened, and a gap was just revealed. Many of them had their bloody mouths open. The living corpses with red eyes roared and crowded in, and the housekeepers drew their swords and chopped the resurrected people into pieces.
"In this way, there will be no distinction between inside and outside. It's a last-ditch fight, damn it." The commander drew out his heavy sword, shouted, and rushed towards the world beyond Dragon's Spine.