doomsday lamb

There is an Erdao Pavilion on the mountain path two kilometers west of Songlinling Mountain.

There are stone tables and benches in the pavilion. On the stone table are a map and a charcoal pencil.

Lang Hua was sitting opposite Luoyang, waiting for the news Duan Hei brought back from the mountain.

After Duan Hei left, Luoyang felt uneasy and often stood in front of the pavilion to look out.

It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in Duan Hei, he was just afraid that the situation on the mountain was critical.

After going back and forth three or five times, Lang Hua couldn't help but persuade him:

"Sit down. At times like this, it would be good to rest a little longer."

Luoyang turned around and saw Lang Hua sitting calmly at the table looking at the map. Sometimes he tapped the table with a charcoal pen, sometimes he rubbed his fingers together, as if he was deep in thought.

"Yes." Luoyang nodded in agreement and immediately sat down.

Even if it was just to not disturb Lang Hua, he had to make up his mind to stay quiet.

After waiting for a long time, Lang Hua finally finished his thinking and came back to his senses.

When he saw Luoyang looking at him without blinking, he felt funny in his heart, so he joked: "What? I have flowers on my face?"

"No, it's just that Luoyang feels that although he is older than you, the leader, if he can say that he is calm in everything, he is not as safe as you."

"Come on, how can you learn to be smooth-tongued like Heizi?"

Although Luoyang's attitude was very serious, Lang Hua still rolled his eyes at him as usual.

He only said: "With more experience, you will naturally learn to be calm. Remember, no matter how weird and changeable the situation is, only calmness can save yourself. Panic will only lead to death."

"Yes, Luoyang has recorded it."

Old Master Lang Hua nodded his head, looking like a teachable child.

Although the last sentence was taught by someone else, I have to say that it feels really good to be admired by others.

He looked at Luoyang with admiration and said warmly: "Go on, I feel like you have something to say from just now."

"Yes, leader. Luoyang does have questions."

"speak."

"Chief, you led us to a surprise attack on the Pillow Leaf Stone Forest. Your original intention was to deceive the Corpse King into withdrawing his troops and returning reinforcements in order to break the siege of Songlin Ridge. But in the end, you took the Corpse King's life. Although the Corpse King is now a leader, the tide of corpses has also been weakened because of this.

The riot is out of control. A million corpses are surrounding the city. Wouldn’t it be difficult for everyone on the mountain to fly without wings?"

I have to say that Luoyang’s issue has been brought to a head.

As we all know, the No. 1 reinforcements from Langya City came to Beihuang Mountain not to kill the Corpse King and eliminate the corpse tide.

Black corpses can be found everywhere, and in the second year of the apocalypse, corpses are everywhere.

If it was just to kill the black corpse, why would they come all the way to Jiangnan.

After all, they were entrusted by the Kong family to save the Songlin Ridge base.

If everyone in the city dies after this battle, and even if they kill an army of millions of black corpses, their mission will be considered a failure.

And even if none of the black corpses at the bottom of the mountain died, as long as they could rescue the people still alive on the mountain, it would be a victory.

It seems almost impossible in Luoyang to rescue the people on the mountain without fighting against the tide of corpses.

But now Lang Hua's operation is really difficult for Luoyang to understand.

When the Corpse King was attacked in the Occipital Leaf Stone Forest, before the group of corpses besieging Songlin Ridge had time to retreat from the mountain, the Corpse King was dismembered under Lang Hua's knife.

After that, the zombie wave that lost the command climbed back to the top and besieged the Pine Ridge Base. Regardless of their level or type, the zombie wave of millions attacked the mountain together, and the siege was even more fierce than the previous one.

What exactly is Lang Hua thinking?

"Originally, I wanted to scare the Corpse King."

Faced with Luoyang's problem, Lang Hua spread his hands and said helplessly,

"However, who would have thought that guy would be so unwilling to fight."

"Chief, this..."

Lang Hua looked helpless.

Luoyang's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the other party looking at him, with a hint of smile hidden in his eyes.

He remembered the way Lin Shanshan talked with Lang Hua before she fell into coma, and suddenly an idea came to her, and she pretended to be angry:

"It turns out that the leader is bullying me into being honest and likes to see me kept in the dark."

Seeing this, Lang Hua chuckled and said: "Don't panic, don't panic. Even without the Corpse King, there are naturally many ways to deal with this ragtag group of people."

Luoyang thought this was indeed the case. He raised his hands and said in admiration: "It turns out that the leader has already understood this. Luoyang is willing to listen attentively."

"Haha, I just thought of it not long ago. I saw an interesting place on the way here. Luoyang, do you want to see where it is?"

Lang Hua used charcoal to draw a circle on the map, enclosing a valley.

When Luoyang saw it, he just said: "This is Monkey Valley, which was a scenic spot in Beihuang Mountain before the disaster.

He thought for a while and said:

"It is said that the wild monkeys here are unmanaged, have naughty and rude temperaments, and often steal food from tourists. They are the dominant monkeys in this scenic spot.

They live all year round

In the mountains and forests, there is a strong sense of territoriality.

Once upon a time, a tourist accidentally entered the Monkey Valley and was attacked by a group of more than a hundred wild monkeys, leaving him with numerous scars..."

Speaking of this, Luoyang's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked up and saw Lang Hua looking at him with burning eyes.

"Have you thought of it?" Lang Hua asked.

Luoyang still nodded in disbelief: "Think...I thought of it."

He recalled Lang Hua's various actions along the way, and immediately blurted out: "When you came back, you asked us to stay away from the Monkey Valley march, and then sent a team of elite soldiers to scout along the ridge, actually for..."

Lang Hua was greatly pleased with Luoyang's understanding. He nodded and admitted, "Yes, but it's not the time yet."

For a moment, Luoyang's expression changed very wonderfully.

From sudden surprise to surprise, to frowning, to a sad look on his face.

In the end, I felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Lang Hua understood what he was thinking, but deliberately made fun of him:

"Why, you're not happy that I kept it secret until now?"

"I don't dare." Luoyang said hurriedly, "I'm just thinking that the corpse tide in Songlin Ridge is huge and this plan is dangerous. If we don't make complete preparations in advance, there may be an accident halfway through."

It must be said that Lang Hua's idea is extremely risky.

There are only about a thousand mutated wild monkeys in the Monkey Valley, which is not enough to compete with the huge tide of corpses.

Although it was possible to use the hands of the monkeys to divert one of the swarms of corpses surrounding the city, the tide of corpses was too large.

What should we do if the remaining black corpses are discovered and chased during the rescue process?

Luoyang is kind-hearted and thoughtful, and has the potential to become a commander-in-chief.

Lang Hua knew that he had a high level of understanding but lacked experience, so he chose to take him with him on this trip south.

To be honest, Luoyang's worries were reasonable, but what he could think of, how could Lang Hua not think of it?

At this time, I heard Lang Hua say mysteriously:

"Luoyang, let me ask you, what should you do when the vegetation is dry in late autumn?

"Grass? Dry?"

Luoyang thought for a moment, then his eyes widened, and a bold idea appeared out of thin air.

He swallowed his saliva and felt his throat was dry. He stammered and asked Lang Hua:

"What does the leader mean...fire?"

"That's right. All the corpses have attacked the mountain. There have been strong winds during the day recently. It's time for a fire attack!"