Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 249 The Blood Rain in Midair

Suddenly, there was a sound of porcelain shattering in the air above the canyon.

Then, the Hei Jiajun at the bottom of the valley felt wet on his face, as if he had been drenched by something.

"It's raining?"

A ten commander touched his face and looked up into the sky. The night was like a curtain, the stars were shining like brocade, the sky of the deserted island was as high as washing, and there was no sign of rain at all. Suddenly, two fist-sized bottle-shaped objects flew out from the group of zombies on the cliff. The two objects shattered as soon as they touched the air, and sprayed a cloud of water mist after they exploded.

"is blood!"

Someone in the crowd screamed, and the ten commander realized that the water sticking to his fingers was rainwater, and it was clearly blood.

Blood is nothing to the Black Armored Army, which has been tested by slaughter. If it is normal, let alone a few drops of blood, even a few corpses will not cause the slightest fluctuation in their hearts.

But today is different.

When they found out that the water sprinkled in the sky was blood, everyone's expressions changed.

Many of the black-armored iron guards under the mountain stream participated in the treasure hunt four months ago, and those who did not participate also received training in dealing with zombies before landing on the island.

The first thing the commander in charge of explaining how to escape from the zombies' pursuit was, don't let yourself be injured or stained with fresh blood at any time.

Zombies have no eyesight, and the most important thing to rely on when searching for food is their sense of smell. The temptation of fresh blood is irresistible to them, and they can even smell blood from miles away!

What shocked the Hei Jiajun was not only the blood that was suddenly spilled, but more importantly, the person who spilled the blood!

The porcelain vases in mid-air shattered one after another, and Wu Xiu, who had cultivated his eyesight, quickly saw that familiar yet unfamiliar figure on a raised stone.

"It's the mysterious man, it's him!"

"Archer, shoot me down!"

Hundreds of crossbowmen drew their bows and set up arrows one after another, and shot at the figure. Several martial arts masters directly flew into the air and rushed onto the cliff.

A golden light burst out in mid-air, a pair of golden wings emerged from behind the figure, trembled a few times, and brought his body soaring into the sky, not only dodging the dense arrow rain, but also dodging the four The attack of five martial arts masters.

"Flying Martial Spirit!"

Everyone at the bottom of the valley changed countenance, and some people noticed the abnormality of the pair of light wings. They wanted to say something, but they were afraid of making a mistake in judgment, so they resisted not to leave. Soul piercing Yunyan, seeing the target to be killed lifted into the air, let out a low growl, and released her martial soul, and followed closely.

At the same time, several other Wu Zong masters also turned into a long sky, rushed out like fireworks soaring into the sky, and went straight to the figure under the golden wings.

This mysterious man with golden wings is none other than Mo Lin.

After entering the mountain stream, Mo Lin did not rush towards the bottom of the valley, but quickly climbed up the cliffs on both sides. Before the tiger battalion rushed up, he sprinkled the blood collected from the corpses of the black armor soldiers on the rocks on both sides.

After sprinkling blood in every direction, he rushed into the surrounding woods and smashed the vials of blood that had been hidden there for the afternoon.

The smell of blood quickly attracted the attention of the zombies.

The locations where Mo Lin spilled blood were all calculated.

In order to ensure that the group of zombies could be dispatched at the same time to encircle Song Yuanbiao's troops, he deduced more than a dozen times, taking into account all possible accidents. Trapped in the mountain stream, not only that, but also unexpected surprises.

That is the Black Armor Army.

In Mo Lin's imagination, facing the siege of zombies, the black armor army who is good at charging will definitely charge at the front, tearing a hole in the zombie's encirclement and creating opportunities for others to break through. The armor, Song Yuanbiao's sharpest knife was left behind, which immediately made Mo Lin overjoyed, he couldn't care less about hiding his figure, and couldn't wait for an artificial drop of blood.

The strong smell of blood drove the zombies on the cliff completely crazy. The zombies behind rushed forward frantically, and the zombies in front suddenly couldn't stand still, and fell towards the bottom of the cliff.

Ordinary zombies are fragile, falling from a height of 80 to [-] meters, their bones will be broken and their brains will burst, but the leader of the second-level zombies has a strong physique. Unless the head touches the ground, it is not fatal at all. Big holes were smashed into the ground.

The sudden scene frightened the Hei Jiajun at the bottom of the valley.

Even if they have been on the battlefield for a long time, they have never seen such a situation.

Most of the zombies that fell were injured. Although they were not dead, their combat effectiveness would be affected to varying degrees. If they were to fight head-on, they would not be a cause for concern.

But the problem is that these zombies were dropped from a height of seven or eighty meters, and the force of the fall was no less than that of a boulder weighing several hundred kilograms falling in the air, and the impact force even exceeded 80 kilograms in an instant!

Most of the black-armored iron guards are martial arts masters, and they can easily lift tens of thousands of catties with just a call of strength, but this does not mean that their bodies can also withstand the impact of tens of thousands of catties of force. Those fallen zombie leaders , Just like a boulder thrown by a catapult, it slammed into the queue of the Heijia Army.

There are sharp cliffs on both sides of the mountain stream. The valley floor is more than 90 meters wide and less than 60 meters narrow. Nearly a thousand people gathered together. Facing the zombie shells like dumplings, they couldn’t escape and panicked. During this time, more and more people were hit, and the screams echoed one after another, shaking the valley.

Chief Hu Xiong's eyes were red.

He never dreamed that he would be shot while lying down, and would be hit by zombies while hiding in the depths of the mountain stream. When he saw the Heijia army in a hurry around him, he hissed and roared, and gave another order.

"Tortoise shell formation, Yukong!"

clack clack...

Hundreds of steel shields were lifted above the head, forming a shield array to block the corpses that kept falling down. With the buffer of the shields, the casualties of the Heijia army dropped instantly. Condensed and formed, and quickly concentrated in the middle to form a large shield array, the zombie'suicide'attack was finally temporarily contained.

Hu Meng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just about to command the black armored army under the shield formation to move out of the valley, his eyes swept across the sides, and he was suddenly terrified by the scene that caught his eyes.

I saw hundreds of speed zombie leaders densely crawling on the steep mountain walls on both sides!
They didn't jump directly from the top of the cliff, but quickly approached along the cliff like a gecko. Under the cover of the chaos and screams at the bottom of the valley, they seemed to form a siege!

"Second battalion and third battalion, be careful around!"

Hu Meng hissed and roared, and the saber in his waist came out of its sheath, and cut a speed zombie leader in two with one knife.

(End of this chapter)