Wei Xiyin observed the wooden spear she had just received. It was about five feet long, with the edges and corners polished smooth. The tip was sharp but not strong enough. She tried to hold the tip tightly, and the tip of the wooden spear began to bend.

Obviously, the wooden spear was not lethal enough, the tip was not hard enough and easily broke, and it was impossible to pierce the zombie's head.

Fortunately, her original intention was not to use it to kill the enemy, but to use it to create distance between humans and zombies.

If a zombie approaches, you can use a wooden spear to hold it back. If multiple people work together, you can also use the wooden spear to trap the zombie and make it unable to move.

This can temporarily solve the risk of close combat between the guards.

Chang Ying was still puzzled. Why was there so much trouble, and the purpose was not to kill zombies?

Wei Xiyin sighed at this and said, "Go, gather the villagers and tell them to stand above the pit with their weapons. If they kill ten monsters, they will be exempt from paying grain. If they kill twenty, they will be rewarded with ten kilograms of grain, and so on."

Chang Ying suddenly realized.

They are not saviors, but private followers of the Wei family.

It is impossible to protect those villagers for a lifetime. The villagers must take up arms and learn to protect themselves.

When people see those monsters transformed from humans, they will subconsciously feel fear. If they can overcome their fear and face zombies directly, they will know that those disgusting monsters are actually easy to kill, and they will be able to save themselves even if they encounter zombies in the future.

Therefore, the girl's action is to force those villagers to grow. If those who have outstanding abilities can become the defensive force of the fortress in the future.

Chang Ying was full of admiration for the girl, who was thinking long-term.