Enter combat status, summon the Frostmourne model, and draw the sword."-(Critical hit)""Freeze."

Xiang Ningxuan's whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, while Tao Yeshu was frozen before he could react at all.

"-(Critical hit)" "Freeze."

"-(Critical hit)" "Freeze."

The battle is over.

From the beginning to the end, Tao Yeshu was frozen to death, unable to execute a single move. Moreover, all three of Xiang Ningxuan's swords hit the head, causing critical hits. This was due to the practice in the dream last night.

In addition, after advancing to the elite hero, although Xiang Ningxuan cannot see his own attributes, he can feel that his strength, agility, endurance, reaction speed, mental strength and other attributes have improved in all aspects, even if each improvement has

It’s not an exaggeration, it’s enough to crush ordinary hero classes. Therefore, even if you don’t summon a follower, killing Tao Yeshu is like killing a chicken.

Although the survivors present were used to seeing death, when someone was really killed in front of them, everyone took a step back.

"Click", the Frostmourne model turned into a card and returned to the card library. Xiang Ningxuan looked around the audience again, and finally stared at Tao Yeshu's two younger brothers and asked: "Now, who has any opinions?"

The two boys were really scared to death and shook their heads like rattles. How could they dare to have any objections?

Signaling Sword Master Samuro to pull the body away, Xiang Ningxuan spoke again: "Now, everyone is reorganized. All combat professionals are organized into combat soldiers, adult men without combat skills are organized into militiamen, and the others are civilians.

In addition, those who have special skills should communicate with Chu Jiangyue."

This grouping method was learned from Rong Zheng, but Xiang Ningxuan was too lazy to count other people's wishes, so he divided them simply and roughly.

"There are about 150 households in our Sanhe Village. Based on 4 people per household, the number of local residents is about 600. The number of non-locals renting here is about five times the number of local residents. Excluding those who work night shifts and are not in the village, when the doomsday comes, there will be about 600 local residents.

There are 0,000 people in the village."

"In my community in the city, the survivor ratio is 1/7. The situation here is even worse, but 1/10 should be survivors. We have sixty or seventy people here, so there are still more than two hundred people waiting.

Rescue."

"Chu Jiangyue, I will give you half an hour to organize the manpower and prepare for the battle. In half an hour, we will set off to clean up the zombies."

After Xiang Ningxuan finished speaking, he left the others behind and ran back to the woods.

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The flames rose and gradually engulfed the figure wrapped in thin blankets.

Xiang Ningxuan sat cross-legged in front of the fire, quietly watching the flames rise, with no sadness or joy on his face.

After a long time, when the flames slowly extinguished and only green smoke remained, Chu Jiangyue came behind Xiang Ningxuan and whispered: "The personnel have been arranged. The common people are preparing for food, clothing, housing and transportation in the village committee; the militiamen are divided.

It is divided into two parts, one team of 1 person is organizing defense in the village committee, and the other team of 15 people is following the soldiers to attack; there are 14 soldiers in total including me and Zhu Yangchun, including one healer."

Xiang Ningxuan grinned but said nothing. So Chu Jiangyue had to wait.

After about a minute, Xiang Ningxuan touched his nose helplessly and said, "Uh, um, give me a hand. I can't stand up after sitting for too long."

"..." Chu Jiangyue's image of being invincible, commanding with determination, and decisive in killing suddenly collapsed.

After moving his legs and feet for two minutes, Xiang Ningxuan recovered. He and Chu Jiangyue reviewed the soldiers of the Sanhe Division: after deducting the remaining 1 person from Chu Jiangyue's miscellaneous army! There are also 15 militiamen with little combat effectiveness.

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In the past half hour, they had prepared a lot of things. For example, someone was carrying a dismantled car door as a shield; someone was holding two machetes used for chopping bones in the wet market; the most exaggerated thing was that someone was carrying a three-wheeled vehicle.

After Xiang Ningxuan asked, he found out that his hero profession was Su Lie from Glory of Kings.

Of course, there are also those who look well-equipped, such as Zhao Kairu who plays CS.GO. He is equipped with an AK, helmet, and body armor, especially the two grenades on his waist, which makes Xiang Ningxuan jealous.

Such a miscellaneous army of more than ten people will face more than two thousand zombies in the village. Xiang Ningxuan didn't know what to say to them, so he solemnly gave them a military salute and said: "This time we

The main thing is to save people. I will lead the charge! Follow me."

The wandering zombies on the nearby roads had been cleared away, so Xiang Ningxuan arranged for militiamen to be on duty on the road to observe whether there were any zombies running out. In addition, he sent two loud voices to shout outside the door from house to house.

If someone responds, they will go in and rescue the person, and then the militia will escort them to the village committee.

Those zombies that can't get out of the room are basically useless and have been cut into pieces. If the zombies don't have a numerical advantage, they won't pose much of a threat.

As the name suggests, Sanhe Village is where three rivers meet, one running east-west and two running north-south in an I-shape. The avenue in the village is parallel to the one above.

Xiang Ningxuan and the others pushed forward along the vertical line of the word "work", approaching the bottom line, which is the intersection of the two rivers, and suddenly heard a sound of "ah la la la la".

Players who have played Hearthstone and World of Warcraft will know that this is the arrival of Murlocs.

Sure enough, a large number of murlocs rushed out of the rivers in both directions. These murlocs had huge heads, eyeballs as big as fists, mouths full of sharp teeth, and no necks between their heads and bodies, but they looked like fish.

He has both hands and feet, holding a short spear or a rusty weapon in his hand, has light blue skin, and is about 1.4 meters tall.

Murlocs are very common in World of Warcraft, but I didn’t expect them to appear in the post-apocalyptic reality.

Xiang Ningxuan took a cursory look and found that there were about forty fish-men. Because he had never fought before, Xiang Ningxuan did not dare to ask for help. He commanded: "Zhu Yangxu, enter this room and clear out the zombies inside. Remotely

Retreat to the alley first and fight in the front row for protection."

"Chu Jiangyue, three meters in front of me, release the spinning ice ring!"

"Samuro, Wind Step! Move forward."

This team had fought several battles before and was considered to be getting used to it. Following Xiang Ningxuan's order, the team took action in an orderly manner.

"Bah!" Chu Jiangyue's rotating ice ring was very timely and accurate. More than ten fishmen were enveloped in the ice ring.

However, as an amphibious creature, the murlocs are highly resistant to ice. After just one meal, they got rid of the effects of freezing and continued to rush forward shouting "Ah la la la la".

"Throw the grenade!" Xiang Ningxuan shouted.

Since the ice element is not very useful, use bombs.

"Fire in the hole!"

Upon hearing this call, Xiang Ningxuan quickly bent down and raised his shield to protect his head and face.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded and knocked over five or six murlocs.

Xiang Ningxuan summoned the Frostmourne model, then swung his bone armor shield, knocking over the first murloc, and then thrust out with his sword.

The fish-man's head was so big that it was difficult for Xiang Ningxuan not to hit it. "Crack!" A sword penetrated from the fish-man's big mouth, straight through the back of the head. "-Critical hit." This killed a fish-man.
Chapter completed!