The next day, it was just dawn.

A lot of people gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Chang Ying and Qin Shan each led a team, and the guards were dispersed and placed among the rest of the people.

The young men of the Wei family stood out in the crowd and were easy to identify, for they all wore white scarves around their waists because they were in mourning.

When there is a major funeral in the clan, even those who do not need to observe mourning, such as Wei Xiyin and Wei Lang, will tie a white scarf around their waists to express their condolences to the clan members.

It’s just the time of Chen.

Wei Ji led Wei Zhongxun, Wei Mingze and others, personally opened the door of the ancestral hall, and led the clansmen to kowtow and burn incense to their ancestors.

If there is a soldier in the family going to war, the family will set up an ancestral hall to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, wish for safety and a victorious return.

This time the battlefield is right outside the door. It is not an expedition but it is better than an expedition. We are also defending our country, but we will also lose our lives.

Wei Ji also hopes that his ancestors will bless him and that the younger generations can return safely.

After a set of complicated rituals, the secret passage was opened.

Wei Ji led some of his tribesmen to stand outside and watched them enter the secret passage.

Some who were timid and did not sign up knelt obediently in the ancestral hall in full view of everyone.

Looking closely, there were about a dozen people.

Wei Ji said nothing, without even glancing at him. After the door of the secret passage closed, he left with his hands behind his back.

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As soon as they came out of the secret passage, everyone dispersed immediately.

Those monsters have a keen sense of smell and they will quickly discover people gathered together.

When they were in the camp, Chang Ying and Qin Shan divided the personnel into teams, with ten people in each group. Each group was assigned four guards, and the leading squad leader was basically a guard.

The clan leader had repeatedly emphasized that according to military rules, one must obey orders as long as they leave the fort.

The squad leader of Wei Lang's group is Cheng Xiu, one of the four squad leaders under Chang Ying, and the one who brought those civilians back.

Strictly speaking, he is now Wei Xiyin's man.

Cheng Xiu himself was very clear about this, so he behaved very cautiously when facing Wei Lang. Once they came out of the secret passage, everyone received the order to disperse, and he subconsciously stood in front of Wei Lang.

Wei Lang pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Chief, why do you always block my way?"

Cheng Xiu secretly groaned in her heart.

Why did the commander assign him to this group? Erlang Jun is their master, and protecting Erlang Jun has become a conditioned reflex for him. How could he dare to be his squad leader?

But the clan leader said that the men in the clan had never killed zombies, and after they came out, no matter their status, they had to obey their arrangements.

Cheng Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's you, Erlangjun, who walked too fast."

Wei Lang was a little confused. He held the red tasseled spear in his hand and looked around. The people from the other groups had already walked to the front.

How is he fast?

Cheng Xiu racked his brains to explain, "There's no need for too many people to move forward. This place is still some distance from the fort. The two commanders will attract some of the zombies from the periphery so that everyone can practice first."

Wei Lang and his cousins ​​behind him all had an expression of "I see".

"You guys are really awesome, Sergeant." Everyone praised.

Cheng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He led this group of young men and walked behind. From here to the fort, there were fields all along the way.

Previously, Yizhou was not seriously affected by the disaster, and most of the crops in the fields were fine. Now it is the autumn harvest time, but the crops have been destroyed by zombies and are all rotting in the fields.

The crops were stained with zombies' blood and irrigated with polluted river water, so they couldn't even harvest them quickly.

These are all food.

Everyone felt a pang of heartache.

After walking for a while, zombie corpses began to appear on the road. They were probably killed by the people walking in front.

Chang Ying's figure appeared not far ahead, followed by dozens of zombies, heading towards this side.

Cheng Xiu raised his spear and said solemnly, "It's our turn. Gentlemen, remember to protect yourselves and don't act recklessly."

There were no earth-shaking shouts of killing, no slogans, and even no one spoke.

Everything happened in silence.

Wei Lang was very excited. He felt the blood in his body was boiling. He rushed forward and thrust his spear into the zombie's head without blinking.

The dirty blood sprayed out by these zombies had turned black and emitted a disgusting fishy smell, which almost made Wei Lang vomit.

Someone behind me couldn't hold it in and turned around and vomited all over the place.

Wei Lang also felt uncomfortable. It turned out that killing monsters was like this. It was not as fun as he had imagined.

But everyone was out, and he remembered his sister's words and had to obey orders and ensure his own safety.

In this way, everyone worked together in groups of ten, and the people in each group were not far apart so that they could support each other at any time.

Zombies during the day move slowly and are very easy to deal with.

The men were vomiting while raising their weapons to kill zombies with pale faces. Some of them had hands shaking so much that they could hardly hold their weapons steadily.

Soon, the small group of zombies in front of them were wiped out.

To be on the safe side, everyone was stationed one mile away from the dock, and each group took turns to attract zombies, and the number attracted each time was not large.

The situation is not yet extremely urgent, they can clean it up slowly.

Who would have thought that something would happen in the afternoon.

When a group of people went to attract the zombies, they didn't know how to control themselves and made too much noise, which attracted hundreds of zombies at once.

One of them was so frightened that he lost his way and accidentally fell into the irrigation ditch at the bottom of the field, where his palm was directly hit by a stone.

And that ditch... was full of zombie blood.

The man climbed up with a pale face, staring at his blood-stained palms, as if he already knew his own fate.

Those who were nearby were stunned.

Qin Shan shouted, "Don't be distracted. Get rid of the zombies in front of you first!"

Everyone finally came to their senses, but their rhythm had been disrupted and their movements were a little flustered, so the guards had to take over.

After great efforts, everyone finally eliminated the group of zombies in front of them, and the infected relative had already raised the knife to cut his own throat.

As a son of the Wei family, I would rather die than become a monster like that.

His cousins, who were in the same group with him, burst into tears while holding the still warm body.

Qin Shan's face was heavy. He walked over without saying a word and pulled the man away.

In order to prevent the corpse from turning into a corpse, the brain had to be destroyed. He raised the long knife and stabbed it into the corpse's head.

…

After returning in the evening, the news was reported back to the fort.

Because people died, those who came back were in a very low mood.

Although Wei Lang was not very smart, after seeing someone die in front of him, he vaguely understood that as long as a person comes into contact with the blood of a monster, he will become a monster.

It’s all because of those monsters!

Wei Lang was very angry, but he didn't know how to express it, so he just said, "Kill all the monsters."

When Wei Xiyin heard the news, she didn't even have time to eat dinner and hurried to find Uncle Wu.

"Have the animal skins used to make the gloves been cleaned?" Wei Xiyin asked.

Uncle Wu said hurriedly, "Replying to Wu Niang, it has been cleaned up long ago. Some women in the clan are sewing in the yard over there."

Wei Xiyin turned and went to the yard where the gloves were sewn.