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Chapter 96 Strange Movements in the Corpse Field
Chapter 101 Strange Movements in the Corpse Field
Mo Qin stood up, gripped his white wax spear, and looked out of the city.
What started as an unconscious glance turned into the most unwelcome sight.
From the pile of corpses outside the city, a hand waved!
Mochin stared at that spot, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.
Familiar memories are attacking him!
"Yan...Seven."
Yan Qi had already nocked the arrow a moment earlier.
"I know."
Seeing this, Lin Jun immediately turned around and shouted loudly as he walked away.
"Seal off the city gates!"
"All wounded soldiers' battalions are divided into sections."
"Anyone bitten or scratched by zombies must not conceal it and must be reported immediately! Anyone currently experiencing fever or convulsions should be isolated."
Liu Gao was taken aback.
"Now?"
Lin Jun looked at him.
"Now!"
Although he didn't understand, Liu Gao knew what to do and obeyed.
"Shield team, follow me!"
The shield bearers were already exhausted, but upon hearing his voice, they forced themselves to get up again.
The North Korean defenders are still celebrating the successful defense of Jinju.
Many people have no idea what happened.
Lin Jun said directly to Jin Yunzhi, "Translate."
"Tell them that no one is allowed to approach the corpses outside the city."
"Check the wounded first."
"Close the city gates immediately."
"Inquire carefully to see if anyone has had contact with those zombies!"
Kim Yoon-jik's expression changed.
"A corpse?"
"Yes, do as I say!"
Kim Yoon-jik didn't ask any more questions and immediately started shouting in Korean.
The North Korean commander's face darkened upon hearing this.
He didn't know what a system prompt was.
But he could read the expressions on Mo Qin and Lin Jun's faces.
At a time like this, it must be no small matter for a Ming general who has just defended Jinzhou to change his attitude.
Mochin stared at the pile of corpses outside the city.
The hand moved again.
This time, Yan Qi released the arrow.
An arrow flew down from the city wall and struck the wrist bone of the corpse.
Ineffective! A few breaths later, the hand reached forward again.
Yan Qi's expression changed.
"It's no use."
Mo Qin said in a deep voice, "Burn!!!"
Liu Gao turned his head.
"Creating the body now?"
Mo Qin said, "Now."
The North Korean commander immediately realized what was happening and loudly gave the order.
Oil, torches, rags, and firewood were quickly moved from the city walls.
However, the piles of corpses outside the city were not close to the city walls.
The Japanese troops retreated hastily, and many corpses remain under the city walls and on the distant slopes.
For the fire to be lit, someone has to go out.
Lin Jun immediately said, "Don't open the door."
Mochin said, "A rocket will do."
Yan Qi nodded.
The archers began switching to rockets.
Mochin kept his eyes fixed on the outside of the city, not daring to relax for even a moment.
The corpse had not yet stood up.
The movements were slow, like a person who had been frozen stiff, their body gradually warming up.
He was breathing heavily through his nostrils, and rumors kept flashing through his mind.
Dead people bite...
Grass grows from the mouth of a dead man...
He had previously complained that it wasn't a TV series.
But now he can't laugh anymore.
This is worse than a zombie drama.
Because there is no modern army here!
There were no protective suits, no laboratories, and no isolation wards!
This is the Ming Dynasty in 1593, with only Korean civilians, wounded soldiers, volunteer soldiers, monk soldiers, and children.
There were mountains of corpses!
The battle of Jinzhou has just ended.
The area outside the city was littered with corpses!
This location is ideal for the spread of zombies!
Once all these things are established, there's no point in holding Jinzhou.
Yan Qi launched his first rocket.
The fire landed on the edge of the pile of corpses.
The second and third followed closely behind.
The fire started.
But it doesn't burn quickly.
There were too many corpses.
The snowmelt has not yet dried.
The corpse that had been shot in the wrist finally raised its head.
The living dead's face was half rotten.
But a blackish-green strand of grass slowly emerged from its mouth.
Even Liu Gao, who is usually oblivious, turned pale when he saw it.
"Brother Qin————"
Mochin struggled to control his fear and whispered, "Everyone, retreat below the city wall."
"Don't let the people see too clearly."
Lin Jun glanced at him.
"It can't be hidden."
"Suppress it for as long as possible."
Mo Qin said, "In times like these, panic runs faster than corpses."
Lin Jun nodded.
"clear."
She immediately led her short-range weapon squad down the city to blockade the wounded soldiers' camp.
Mo Qin looked at Yan Qi and said quickly.
"Keep an eye on the area outside the city."
"If the body stands up, shooting the head won't work, then shoot the legs."
Yan Qi said, "Understood."
Liu Gao asked, "And what about me?"
"Take the shield team to the city gate."
"No one is allowed to open the door."
Liu Gao nodded vigorously.
"Yes."
The coach walked over to Mochin.
"Isn't this thing exactly the same as the zombies you've seen?"
Mochin paused for a moment.
"It's similar, but in my world, the zombies there are closer to a biohazard infection."
Even the monkeys stopped being sarcastic.
"Is that something from your original world?"
Mochin stared at the slowly twitching corpse.
"No! To be precise, my original world was contaminated by a virus."
"This is clearly not it."
"Although the result may be the same."
The monkey looked extremely unwell.
The coach didn't ask any more questions.
He turned to find the players.
"All players, listen up!"
"Jinzhou has just been defended; no one is allowed to run around."
"Everyone, go to the city gates first, then check your injuries, and then go cremate the corpses."
"Anyone who tries to leave the city to farm monsters, I'll kill them first."
"Besides, killing these monsters doesn't necessarily give you prestige!"
Someone in the player channel was about to speak when they saw the coach's comment, and everyone quieted down considerably.
Mochin wasn't in the mood to watch the channel.
He looked into the distance.
The night grew colder.
Among the pile of corpses, the second body moved.
On the other side, the Japanese wounded soldiers' camp was in even greater chaos.
After the defeat at Jinzhou, the Japanese army retreated hastily.
Many wounded soldiers were sent directly to temporary camps.
Most of them were ordinary foot soldiers, and there were also arquebusiers.
In addition, a small number of Japanese players were also included.
They were cursing.
They cursed heaven and earth.
Insulting Ming Dynasty players.
Those who criticize the upright and honest will disappear from public view.
They criticized the Chrysanthemum Hidden Society for not going all out.
Late at night, after the temperature dropped, the first wounded soldier began to shiver.
He was a Japanese foot soldier.
He was stabbed in the abdomen, and the wound had turned black.
After examining him, the military doctor simply said that whether he would live or die depended on fate.
He lay on the straw mat, his eyes open, making gurgling sounds in his throat.
The wounded soldier next to him, annoyed by his noise, kicked him.
"You idiot! Shut up."
The person didn't react.
He kicked the wounded soldier, muttered a curse, and lay back down.
After a moment, the foot soldiers on the straw mat suddenly sat up.
The movements are very slow.
My waist felt like it was broken; first my upper body stiffened up, then my head drooped.
A Japanese player nearby saw this and frowned, asking, "What are you doing?"
The foot soldiers did not answer.
The corners of his mouth began to slowly crack.
A thin, dark green grass stalk emerged from its mouth and slid down its chin.
The Japanese player immediately sat up.
"What the hell?"
The next moment, the foot soldier sprang forward and pounced.
He bit the wrist of the wounded soldier next to him.
The person who was bitten screamed in agony.
"This is insane!"
"He's insane!"
Chaos immediately broke out in the camp.
Two foot soldiers stepped forward to pull the person away.
One person was bitten on the neck.
Another man drew his sword and slashed down on the shoulder of the corpse-turned foot soldier.
The knife pierced the flesh, but the corpse made not a sound.
It's like it has rabies; it just keeps biting and tearing!
The corpse only began to convulse violently and make inhuman noises when someone pressed a torch against its face.
"burn!"
"Use fire!"
"Use fire quickly!"
Someone shouted.
But the wounded soldiers' camp was full of straw mats, wooden frames, bandages, and medicated cloths.
As soon as the fire started, before the dead were even completely burned, the living were already in chaos.
The wounded soldier who was bitten began to develop a fever.
He clutched his wrist, which was trembling violently as if he had caught a cold.
Those around him thought he had gone mad.
Some people claimed that the Ming army had poisoned the food.
A Japanese player approached to examine the scene closely.
I could see something moving under the other person's skin.
The player's expression changed immediately; he seemed to have guessed the reason.
"Don't come near!"
"Tie up all those who got bitten!"
"This is pollutant!"
But he called too late.
The second person who was bitten was already convulsing violently, his eyes rolled back, and blackish-green grass juice was constantly spitting out of his mouth.
The wounded soldiers' camp was completely destroyed.
The Japanese players' chat channel started flooded with messages.
[Something happened at the wounded soldiers' camp!]
Someone is biting!
It's not madness! It's pollutants!
Where are the members of the Qingliu Society?
Why can't I find it?
[Don't approach the bitten person! Use fire!]
[Someone here has grass growing in their mouth!]
[What the hell is this thing?]
Was it the Ming army's poison technique?
[Fuck you! The Ming army didn't even enter our wounded soldiers' camp!]
Where is the Qingliu Society? Has anyone seen any members of the Qingliu Society?
They've left! Their people are long gone!
[Captain Kito! Where is Captain Kito?]
When Kito Ginji arrived at the wounded soldiers' camp, the first tent was already on fire.
The smoke curled upwards.
In the firelight, a wounded soldier was dragged out of the tent, his hands severed, yet he still tried to bite the person who dragged him.
As clever as Gui Tou seemed to understand something, and his face instantly darkened.
Without hesitation, he severed the man's head with a single stroke.
Its head was rolling on the ground, but its mouth was still moving.
The grass strands at the corner of his mouth were still stretching and contracting.
The ghost felt a chill run down his spine.
"fire."
The advancing team next to them immediately poured kerosene over them.
After the head was set on fire, the grass fibers contracted violently and eventually turned charred black.
As Gui Tou watched this scene, his expression grew increasingly grim.
He guessed it wouldn't be the Ming army; they believed in doing things honorably!
This is definitely a good thing that Qingliu would do!
Inukai Jinbei also arrived.
There was no smile on his face right now.
This is rare.
Looking at the burning wounded soldiers' camp, he glanced at the overgrown corpses, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"It's the Qingliu Society."
Ghost Head whispered, "It's them. I saw Yin Tui carrying an ebony box; the smell coming from it was amazing!"
"It's definitely the same taste as now!"
Inukai gave the immediate order: "Arrest them."
"Chinese players in the faction."
"Including the Qingliu Society."
"No one connected to them should be spared."
The ghost's head rises.
"The core members of the Qingliu Society have probably already left."
Inukai turned to look at him and roared.
"Then catch the rest."
Kito looked at Inukai, who was on the verge of madness, and expressed his understanding.
He needed to vent.
If the mission fails, neither of them will escape unscathed when they return!
I know the president's methods well!
"Yes."
Ghost Head led the advance team and turned to leave.
Inukai stood in front of the wounded soldiers' camp and sat up as he watched another corpse.
The samurai next to him wanted to go up and cut him down.
The dog-loving dog reached out to stop him.
"Wait a moment."
The samurai was stunned.
Inukai stared at the corpse.
The body had been lying by the fire.
There were no unusual occurrences during the day.
It didn't start moving until the night grew cold.
Inukai asked, "When did it start?"
The Japanese player next to him said tremblingly, "After nightfall."
"What about during the day?"
"He only had a fever during the day, but there were no other unusual symptoms."
Inukai's eyes flickered.
"Only move when it gets cold."
"It's too hot to move."
He suddenly laughed.
"interesting."
Of course, Gui Tou didn't hear that.
He has led his men to charge towards the Japanese player camp.
It's chaotic there too.
Many Chinese casual players were originally on the Japanese side.
Some were opportunists who saw the Japanese army's strength.
Some of them joined the Qingliu Society voluntarily.
Some just want to get through the mission without doing anything.
Now, everyone is eager to distance themselves from the situation.
"I'm not a member of the Pure Stream Society!"
"I'm just a regular player!"
"I was not involved!"
"I am Chinese! I am too...!"
Gui Tou led his men into the camp.
Just as one player was about to run, he was tackled by the advancing team.
Ghost Head looked at him.
Where are the members of the Qingliu Society?
The player's face turned deathly pale.
"I have no idea!"
The demon head slashed down with a single blow.
The man screamed in agony.
Ghost Head didn't kill him.
It simply rendered him incapacitated.
Soon, the second, third, and fourth fence-sitters were caught.
They cried out, cursed, and begged for mercy.
"Captain Kito! I'm really not from the Kiyomizu-kai!"
"I was tricked into coming here!"
"I know of a perimeter stronghold of the Qingliu Society. I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
"Don't cut me! Don't cut me!"
Gui Tou asked a few questions.
The answers were all the same.
The core members of the Qingliu Society have disappeared without a trace.
Those people were evacuated from the wounded soldiers' camp before the crisis broke out.
What remains are just some casual players who are trying to deceive others.
Seeing this, even the ghost head felt a chill.
"This is it, we're doomed."
""
The subordinate next to him asked, "Captain, did you kill him?"
Ghost Head pointed to the wounded soldiers' camp in the distance.
"No."
"Throw them all in."
The players' expressions changed drastically.
"You're insane!"
"You devil! You can't do this to me!"
"The Qingliu Society will ruin you! Go find the Qingliu Society!"
Ghost Head walked up to one of the people.
"When you were speaking up for them on the channel every day, didn't you think of this?"
The man was stunned.
Kito said coldly, "After Byeokjegwan, it was you who said in the channel that the Seiryu Association had a backup plan."
"You said Yin wouldn't lose."
"Now comes the counter-strategy."
"Try it yourself."
The man's face turned completely pale.
Shortly afterward, screams could be heard on the Japanese military's world channel.
【You beasts! Kikugakure! Kito! You will all die a horrible death!】
I was wrong! I was so wrong! I shouldn't have believed in the Qingliu Society! Help me! Help me!
[The Qingliu Society! Yin! You've lied to us!]
I don't want to die! I don't want to be bitten by these things!
【iii】
Many people fell silent after seeing these messages on the channel.
From the direction of the wounded soldiers' camp, several more screams, not those of the living, could be heard.
Inukai listened with satisfaction, and a smile returned to his face.
"Ghost head."
Ghost Head stood back behind him.
"exist."
Inukai said, "You've finally become a useful person."
The ghost head just kept its head down.
He was not happy at all.
Now he knew that this world mission had failed.
The Qingliu Society was completely wiped out.
In a nearby abandoned village, several bondservants were cleaning up the traces.
The fragments of the ebony box were taken away.
The fragments of the sealing wax were also burned.
The shoes that had been worn over the corpses were thrown into the fire.
Someone asked, "Your Highness, should we frame the Ming army?"
Yin stood under the eaves, looking at the firelight of the wounded soldiers' camp in the distance.
"No need."
The man was taken aback.
Yin said, "No need to waste your energy, the Kiku-gaku Society can guess it."
"But what if I guessed it?"
"Can they come after me now?"
"Can the Japanese army kill me now?"
"Does the Ming army have time to spare for me right now?"
Yin's face showed a deep weariness.
Releasing the Yin-Yang Grass comes at a price.
But he was filled with pleasure, even if it was a twisted pleasure.
"Has Mochin found out yet?"
The wrapped-clothes bowed its head.
"There are also unusual movements in the Jinzhou direction."
"All players have received a notification from the park."
Yin smiled.
"it is good."
"He just defended Jinzhou."
"I thought I had won."
"Let him see."
"I want him to know that he can defend the city, but he can't save the world."
One of his men asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what's our next step—"
Yin said, "Withdraw."
"Avoid the Kikugaku-sha and the Japanese army first."
"The Yin-Yang Grass remains still during the day, but moves at night."
"We lie in wait during the day."
"Lead them around at night."
His hand trembled.
"Where should we put it?"
Yin looked north.
"On the route of the Ming army's retreat."
"Put them where there are lots of people."
Bao Yi's expression changed slightly.
"Your Highness, this will push pollution into the Yalu River, and our ancestors will also—"
Yin Tui glanced at him.
The man immediately lowered his head.
Yin said coldly, "I know."
"Doesn't Mochin like to play the savior?"
"Then he must save me for sure."
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