Mu Wushuang replied in a low voice, "Well, there seems to be nothing abnormal when on duty as usual." Luo Rui suddenly lowered his eyebrows and said, "No! All the guards in the standing squad were motionless, which is very abnormal! Could it be that they were already dead while standing?!" Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "Die while standing? That means..." Luo Rui immediately turned around and ran back to the forward camp, seeing Long Yubing, Bai Xiaofeng and others discussing something.

Luo Rui asked straight to the point, "Long Nizi, how long will it take for those Tartars to become zombies after they die?" Long Yubing thought for a while and said, "It will take about an hour." Luo Rui looked around Bai Xiaofeng, Geng Qin and others, and lowered his voice and said, "That should be soon! Senior Bai, my soldiers have been ambushed in Shouma Gorge, right?" Bai Xiaofeng nodded and said, "According to the instructions of Luo Nuxia, all of them have been arranged. Why, Teacher Luo is about to abandon the camp?"

Luo Rui nodded and said, "Senior Bai, Master Geng, please both of you and the two of you take Long Meitou. Su Meitou and the others left first. The rest think that they have good martial arts skills and can stay!" Bai Xiaofeng and Geng Qin immediately stood up. Bai Xiaofeng looked at Bai Yanyan who was eager to try and said in a low voice, "Bai Xiaosi'er, don't make trouble, follow me!" Bai Yanyan pouted and stared at her aunt reluctantly.

Di Kai bowed and said, "Master, Lao Wu and I stay, Lao Wu will be with you, and the second brother will retreat to Shouma Gorge with you." Gengqin nodded and looked at Su Xiaoyu. Qu Yuelei immediately understood and grabbed Su Xiaoyu's hand and said, "Miss Su, Miss Long, let's go." Luo Rui looked at Long Yubing, Su Xiaoyu and others retreated to Qingtaochuan along Shouma Gorge, and then came to the front of the hundred soldiers, cleared his throat and shouted, "Warriors, the time is now to test you!" The hundred tens of soldiers burst out with a shocking shout.

Luo Rui nodded with satisfaction, shook his arms and continued, "You are the most powerful and bravest warriors I carefully selected! I ask you, are you afraid of zombies?" A soldier said loudly, "What's the point of being afraid of zombies! Now even if the drought is coming, I can kill you for the adults!" The soldiers burst out with another roar of shocking sound.

Luo Rui smiled, then said coldly: "I didn't lie to you. This time the opponent is not the Tartar barbarians, but the zombies they have become. You are the best soldiers I have trained. I don't know, and I will not allow you to throw your life away. Once you lose your energy, immediately retreat to Shoumaxia and let other brothers make up for it. Do you hear it clearly? Disperse according to the formation I arranged!" Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao watched the soldiers arrange the formation in an orderly manner, and both admire Luo Rui and were impressed.

Luo Rui walked to the two of them, stared at the Khwarezmian camp opposite with a serious expression and asked, "How is it?" Mu Wushuang nodded in admiration and said, "Aunt Luo, you really have a good way to train soldiers!" Lin Miao looked at the murderous Central Plains soldiers and scratched his head and asked, "Aunt Luo, are these really the elite warriors you picked out?"

Luo Rui whispered, "No, I just ordered it. I said they were the most powerful soldiers, and they would regard themselves as the most powerful. This is the power of faith. Oh, I just asked you how the Tartars on the opposite side of you..." As soon as Luo Rui finished speaking, the Khwarezmian barracks suddenly had a commotion, and several dark figures walked towards the forward camp stiffly. Mu Wushuang pressed his eyebrows and said, "Here's coming!"

Lin Miao glanced at Di Kai, Song Jie and Bai Yixu who were rushing to come, and said to them: "The zombie army of the Tartars has been dispatched, so be careful!" Di Kai glanced at Song Jie, turned his head and said to Lin Miao: "Zombies are not as good as living people. Mr. Mu has a different story about falling swords. What weapons are Mr. Lin going to use?" Lin Miao chuckled and picked up his arms: "For these things, the Fifth Master's single hammer is naturally the first choice. However, the heavy hammers in the military camp have been sent to the hands of strong soldiers, so I can just use a long spear."

Di Kai nodded helplessly: "My short spear is useless. Instructor Luo, do you have heavy weapons like long spears in the barracks?" Luo Rui thought for a while and replied: "There are some more, I'll send someone to bring them to you." The zombies who rushed over came to a place fifty feet away from the Forward Camp. Suddenly, they all gathered together and lay on the ground and began to grab the ground fiercely. After a while, a large pit several feet wide was dug out. The lime buried in the soil was caught by the zombies everywhere. The movements of several zombies became slower and slower, and finally they became mummies and stopped moving.

Luo Rui was also relieved while happy: "The puppet of Geng's 10,000 yuan and lime powder have worked!" Mu Wushuang's expression also relaxed a little, and nodded and said, "The master of the God buried the puppet underground, and the limbs and joints are buried on it. As long as the zombies dig out lime, their limbs and joints will be absorbed dry and they cannot move!" Lin Miao looked at the zombies coming one after another, tightened his lips and asked in a low voice: "How many zombies can that puppet pit trap?"

Di Kai thought for a while and said, "According to Miss Long's calculations, it should be able to trap 140 of them." Lin Miao nodded and pinched his fingers: "The leader has made a total of twenty puppets, which means that they can trap about three thousand zombies. However, the remaining seven thousand zombies rushed up, and we can't resist it." Di Kai chuckled and explained: "Brother Lin, there are twelve puppet pits outside the Forward Camp, and the remaining eight are all on the other side of the Shouma Gorge. Together, at least half of the zombie corps can be destroyed!"

Mu Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, "Shoumaxia can still trap about two thousand, which means that in the end, we will deal with three thousand iron armored zombies... Well, this battle is not without chance of winning!" Lin Miao looked at Mu Wushuang and said, "Don't you forget about food and grass?" Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "This junior uncle has already planned it. As long as one-third of the people is withdrawn, he can raise three to four days of military rations, which is almost enough for us to deal with the zombie army."

While the few were talking, more and more zombies rushed out of the Khwarezmian barracks. The wide battlefield gradually became crowded. Mu Wushuang pulled out the Juluo sword calmly. Song Jie stood beside Mu Wushuang with a copper hammer and smiled: "Hua Wuchang, let's compete with who will knock down more zombies and Tartars in a while. Do you dare?" Mu Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay! But, how are Mr. Song going to count?"

Song Jie smiled and carried the heavy hammer on his shoulder: "Our family smashed the Tartars' heads directly. As long as we see the Tartar soldiers with their heads like rotten watermelons, they are mine." Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "Then I will cut off half of their heads, and only half of their faces are mine." At this time, a zombie stained with lime came to the forefront camp shakingly. Song Jie held the single hammer and shouted: "It's better to start first! This is our family!" As he said that, Song Jie jumped and smashed the zombie's brains into pieces.
Chapter completed!