The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 752: Zombie Tide Tactics

The uncle and nephew have not been seen for many years.

When they met again, the distance between them was even greater than the last time they met.

The last time they met, Ji Mucheng had just returned from Wala alone.

Under the scorching sun and sandstorms from the north, his face is full of wrinkles, his skin is like rotten wood, and he looks very old.

If she didn't know what kind of character her uncle had, the ghostly beauty would probably have thought, like most people, that this frustrated old man who had returned from the north had only come back to see his last relatives before retiring to the mountains.

The last time they met, the Phantom Enchantress and the Temple of the Gods had already firmly sat at the top of the Four Seas Alliance. She didn't spend much time reminiscing about the past with her uncle, and they parted unhappily due to different philosophies.

  When they met again this time, how could Ji Mucheng still look like an old man?

If she hadn't known that this branch of her family was naturally feminine in appearance and seductive, the ghostly enchantress would have probably suspected that her uncle had practiced some kind of androgynous sorcery.

In the eyes of the ghostly enchantress, Ji Mucheng now wore thick clothes, carried a black-gray cloth roll on his back, and held a wooden scepter that was curved like the horn of an argali. Apart from being weird and strange, he actually had the same arrogant attitude as she did fifteen years ago when he made a name for himself in the martial arts world and established his foothold.

  Although Ji Mucheng was standing there alone, there were hundreds of corpses in the field for him to command. Not only that, judging from the current attitude of the Du Zhu party, it would not be an exaggeration to say that most of the Du Zhu would obey his orders to fight east and west!

The ghostly enchantress in Ji Mucheng's eyes had lost a lot of her sharpness, and had become more sad and haggard than in previous years. She no longer had the peerless beauty that made her ready to become the supreme master of the martial arts world.

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and the feeling was indescribable.

Although Duo Mingze didn't think that the uncle and nephew could convince each other, he was very sure that the two would say a few words next, so he tactfully stepped aside and waited for the result in silence.

Crack, crackle, crackle...

But God never acts according to people's moods, and at this moment, heavy rain still falls.

There was also a figure approaching, disturbing the temporary harmony.

Seeing this, Ji Mucheng shook the scepter in his hand slightly.

The inconspicuous copper bell at the tip of the argali's horn ripples slightly.

  Ring, ring~

The sound of the bell was subtle, but it seemed to penetrate the sounds of rain and wind, and gave orders to the army of motionless corpses.

  Swish!

Hundreds of corpses moved at the sound and rushed towards the figure like a pack of wolves hunting.

The three remaining survivors in the field were exceptionally sober in the heavy rain. There was no tension and they all looked at the newcomer at the same time.

The man was wrapped in a black robe and came quickly.

Facing the horde of corpses pounced on like hungry wolves, there was no hesitation or pause.

At first, you can smash the corpse's head with a punch while running, or grab any part of the corpse that is close to you and use it as a human-shaped contradiction to disperse and fend off other corpses.

Later, the man in black robe flew up, stepped on the dead heads, and walked forward leisurely against the flow of corpses.

Occasionally, a corpse would jump high or wave its long weapon to try to block the attack, but the enemy would either pluck off their head and kick it like a ball, or take their long weapon away and pierce through several corpses like fried meatballs, firmly nailing them to the ground!

The three of them seemed to see a familiar figure approaching them.

The man in black robe also had a mask on his face.

But it is no longer the smiling face of Maitreya that was once famous in the world, but the extremely rare but once famous Jade-faced Tathagata!

After seeing clearly that the person coming was the Holy Hand of Tathagata, Ji Mucheng had already driven the corpse to stop the unnecessary loss.

Duo Mingze couldn't help feeling nervous and worried.

The Ghostly Enchantress was not surprised that the first person to arrive would be this strong man who could walk among the corpses as if it were flat ground.

When the Tathagata Holy Hand came close to the Ghostly Enchantress, he was no longer as brave and aggressive as before. Instead, he was like a child who had done something wrong. He said embarrassedly, "I came at a bad time. I was embarrassed to hide at the side and eavesdrop, so I just came closer. How about it? I hope I didn't disturb you guys?"

Duo Mingze smiled but didn't say a word, but he muttered in his heart: "Do you think I disturbed you? It's hundreds of feet away. Unless you have super hearing, what can you hear? This guy, I'm afraid he is not sure to take me down in the first time or Ji Muchengcai will come closer to wait and see what happens? I have to be on guard. If the Ghost Enchantress joins hands with him, of course it would be best for me to attack."

In contrast, Ji Mucheng remained calm and composed, at least he was not worried about his own safety because of the appearance of Tathagata's Holy Hand.

But the sound of rain was too noisy, so he had to use some of his inner energy to complete the conversation with the ghostly enchantress.

Out of respect for the joint effort to capture and kill Tu Wanfang, Ji Mucheng nodded slightly to the Tathagata Holy Hand, and without saying much, he said directly to the Ghostly Enchantress: "Aru, follow your uncle. Come back next year and your uncle will give you a brand new world!"

The Corpse Army has been deployed to the battlefield in the southwest of Zhongzhou for more than half a month. Almost everyone knows that the Ghost Demon Queen's old uncle is quite influential in the enemy Poison Zhu Army. It is no coincidence that Tathagata Saint Hand noticed the movement here and rushed here alone. He has to be on guard against the Ghost Demon Queen suddenly having a whim to abandon the light and join the dark, or being forcibly abducted by Ji Mucheng and having the matter settled.

Although the presence of the Ghostly Enchantress would not make Ji Mucheng and Duo Mingze afraid to act at all, their combat power and influence alone were extremely important to the defense line in the southwest of Zhongzhou.

If such a key general surrendered to the enemy or was held hostage, it would be a heavy blow to the entire southwest defense line. While other fronts in Zhongzhou were either in a state of anxiety or only temporarily stable, the southwest could not withstand such a shock.

The Holy Hand of Tathagata has found enough excuses and reasons. If the Phantom Enchantress really has the intention or action to change sides, he will kill her regardless of whether she is forced or not.

  He would rather risk his life to take the Ghostly Enchantress' life than let her fall into the arms of the enemy!

The ghostly beauty was so focused on her uncle at the time that she was completely unaware that a sharp blade was hanging behind her neck.

She stared intently at her uncle, whom she no longer knew, as if she was trying to find similarities with her memory, or as if she wanted to imprint the face of this last close relative in her mind.

After a long while, he said, "Uncle, I know it's useless to persuade you. Persuading you may hurt you... I am very grateful that you still care about your niece. Maybe you can really make Zhongzhou look brand new next year, but it will definitely not be the Zhongzhou I am familiar with, and I don't like it. Today, I have one last word with you and draw a clear line. From today on, you don't have to show mercy to me. I won't kill you myself, but if I can capture you, I won't show mercy either."

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Ji Mucheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard his niece's resolute decision. He said, "Is that so? That's such a pity... But since you still call me uncle, I will always let you off the hook, but I won't give you the chance to deal with me."

It seemed to set the tone for the farewell between uncle and nephew or to serve as a witness.

  In short, as soon as Ji Mucheng finished speaking, all the people who could move in the field moved!

The Ghostly Enchantress and the Tathagata Holy Hand attacked Duo Mingze in surprisingly tacit cooperation.

Duo Mingze retreated while ignoring his internal injuries and forcibly used "Earth River Cart" and "Solid as a Barrier" to separate himself and the two people who were rushing to kill him again based on the terrain, and created a distance of two or three feet.

Although Ji Mucheng's zombie army moved quickly, they were still far behind these top masters. Fortunately, Duo Mingze saved himself in time, allowing Ji Mucheng to use hundreds of zombies on the field to block their way, and mobilize nearly a thousand zombies from other places to intercept and restrain the two.

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Hundreds of dead bodies are not difficult to deal with for top martial arts masters like Ghostly Enchantress and Tathagata Saint Hand, but they are a disaster for ordinary soldiers.

For martial arts masters who are between the bottom of the top and the upper-middle class, dealing with nearly a thousand corpses is particularly difficult. If they are not careful, they may die in the tide of corpses and be assimilated into one of them.

In recent days, Xue Qinghuan and Xi Xia have witnessed with their own eyes that many of their fellow warriors, who had been wielding swords and knives to fight off the enemy together a few moments ago, disappeared shortly afterwards and turned into unconscious corpses with strange movements to kill them.

They were not yet emotionally adapted to this situation, but it was about to surround them.

The Ghostly Enchantress and the Tathagata Holy Hand were led away one after another, and indeed they took away a large number of corpses, but the endless army of corpses made their twenty-man chivalrous army team dare not advance rashly or disperse easily.

They resisted the attack of more than 500 zombies and beheaded half of them with their own hands. Then they were ambushed by more than 200 zombies on each side.

As the team leader, Xue Qinghuan sensed something was wrong and decisively led the team to retreat and break out.

Half of the twenty men suffered minor injuries, but they fought their way out.

There were only two miles left to the city, and there were less than five hundred dead soldiers left.

Just when there seemed hope of escape, who knew there were nearly a thousand dead soldiers roaming around the city, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The eyes of the twenty people were bloodshot, some roared in despair, and some let out long howls for help.

Soon, noises were heard from the city walls, as if reinforcements were coming out of the city to rescue.

However, after a cup of tea, only thirteen people were left in the team of twenty, and the reinforcements had not arrived yet.

Xi Xia looked towards the city from afar, eagerly waiting.

I saw a large number of dark figures surging under the city.

It is estimated that there are more than a thousand dead soldiers waiting in wait, just waiting for the Zhongzhou reinforcements in the city to open the city gates and give them a head-on blow!

  More than forty chivalrous men in the area two miles outside the city seemed to be overwhelmed by the zombie tide tactics and died in Du Zhufang's plan!

The defenders in the city were well aware of the principle of "if one loses the other, the other will be in danger", so 3,000 soldiers who were not injured or had only minor injuries equipped themselves and rode out of the city on horseback to help.

However, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. Outside the city walls, there were corpses everywhere. The Zhongzhou cavalry had no overwhelming advantage in front of the Duzhu corpse army. Even if twenty people could work together to rush to a place two miles away, the bodies of those chivalrous heroes would probably have already cooled down or turned into enemy soldiers.

At this moment, if the Ghostly Enchantress and the Tathagata Holy Hand had not come back to save them, the thirteen people would have had to save themselves if they wanted to survive.

Xue Qinghuan, who was surrounded, had her clothes torn and bitten to pieces, and there was an unfinished tooth mark on her right shoulder, looking very miserable.

After chopping off the head of a corpse with a sword, he drew the jade flute from his waist and knocked away the hand of another corpse.

Looking at the jade flute in his hand, thinking of giving it a try, Xue Qinghuan put the jade flute to his lips and started playing.

(End of this chapter)