Dongming Ziyu said: "These zombie soldiers should be the soldiers who supervised the construction of the mausoleum. After the mausoleum was completed, they were refined into zombie soldiers with poisonous drugs. They hate light and are afraid of fire. We can try to attack with fire."

In order to prevent tomb robberies in imperial mausoleums, the craftsmen, workers and supervisors who built the mausoleum would be killed and buried after the mausoleum was completed.

These supervised armies were made into zombie soldiers to guard here forever.

Mo Xiang and An Yi took off their sheepskin bags, sprinkled naphtha on both ends of the tomb passage, threw the fire sticks up, and with a bang, the fire lit up the entire tomb passage.

With the light of the fire, the zombie soldiers took a few steps back with a "swish" sound. They were well-trained, neat and scary.

The clothes on these zombie soldiers were in tatters and dirty. They had not touched water for hundreds of years and were so dirty that their original color could not be seen.

Shangguan Ruoli frowned and said: "These zombie soldiers should all be dressed as soldiers. It seems that the zombie general has not appeared yet."

Dongming Ziyu's cold and stern face rarely revealed a trace of worry, "Yes, it is said that the zombie general was a great general during his lifetime. His ghost lingers after his death, and he is too violent. He has very high combat effectiveness and can command zombie soldiers."

Dongming Ziyu's face was solemn, and everyone's hearts tightened.

When Shangguan Ruoli saw this, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Does this mean that we have reached a critical place, and maybe we will find the black-robed ancestor soon?"

"Yes." Dongming Ziyu's face softened slightly, "We have to try to get rid of them, and then go find the zombie general."

To capture the thief, capture the king first and capture the zombie general. These zombie soldiers are leaderless and will naturally retreat without a fight.

Sparks crackled, and the zombie soldiers stood quietly outside the fire, making no move to attack.

Everyone dare not relax their vigilance, because once the fire goes out, these zombie soldiers will rush up and tear them apart.

There is no way for both sides to just waste it. The burning time of naphtha is limited, and there are probably hundreds of thousands of zombie soldiers.

Dongming Ziyu waved his hand, Mo Xiang, An Yi threw the "big firecracker" in his backpack into the group of zombie soldiers.

There was a loud bang, ghosts crying and gods howling, and bursts of fire rising up.

This time, the zombie soldiers were enraged. They ignored the flames of the naphtha and rushed over brandishing their weapons.

These zombie soldiers did not attack in a chaotic manner, but formed a certain array, attacking and defending, and advancing and retreating in a measured manner.

Dongming Ziyu reflexively protected Shangguan Ruoli behind him, and with a swish, he pulled out the soft sword from his waist, flicked it, and it instantly became straight and sharp.

Shangguan Ruoli and the others didn't need to say anything, they all showed their weapons and slashed at the zombie soldiers.

With every slash, you can hear the sound of broken bones, but they don't know pain, let alone bleed. Even if their hands and feet are broken, they can continue to fight, just like unconscious wooden men.

Fortunately, the zombie's water was gone and there was enough grease, so the severed limbs and arms caught fire as soon as they came into contact with the fire.

Shangguan Ruoli said: "Throw the zombie soldiers into the fire!"

In this way, the fire will burn brighter and stronger, and its lethality to zombies will become stronger and stronger.

The others immediately understood and threw the zombies with missing arms and legs into the fire to increase the intensity of the fire.

But the zombie soldiers were like being poked into an ant nest, constantly pouring out of the darkness, and several of them gradually lost their strength.

Just when everyone was feeling agitated, they heard explosions and fighting sounds in the darkness at the end of the tomb passage.

Mo Wen looked happy and said, "Here comes the help!"

Everyone immediately boosted their fighting spirit and hacked with more vigor. With each sword strike, the number of zombie soldiers around them quickly decreased, and they were able to deal with them with ease.

The zombie soldiers moved slowly. With the efforts of Dongming Ziyu and others, they quickly fought their way out and joined up with the people who attacked from behind.

It was Ruhua and seven or eight master guards, but Wang Feng was nowhere to be seen.

Shangguan Ruoli knocked away a zombie soldier with his sword and asked Ruhua: "Where is Wang Feng?"

Ru Hua said: "I don't know, I met a few guards and another group of guards at the chain bridge!"

One of the guards cut off a zombie's arm, kicked it into the fire, and said: "We fell into an ice room, and there were demon flowers in it. We lost our minds. When we woke up, the demon flowers were gone.

We went from one hole to the other to the chain bridge."

Another guard said: "The boss should find this place soon."

Shangguan Ruoli was fighting with the zombies and said: "In a while, you can get a few zombies to go back the same way and burn a few more fires there to prevent them from falling to death."

Ruhua cut off the head of a zombie and said: "I am a guard who just killed one by killing me."

He wanted to explain and didn't want Shangguan Ruoli to misunderstand.

Seeing that the two were still chatting at this time, Dongming Ziyu felt a little sour. He rushed to Shangguan Ruoli, hugged her to cheer her up, jumped up in the air, stepped on the zombie soldier's head, and moved forward.

Mo Wen knew that he couldn't delay here any longer. These zombie soldiers must be at least hundreds of thousands, and their physical strength couldn't be wasted here.

Shangguan Ruoli was in Dongming Ziyu's arms and reminded the people behind him: "Everyone, be careful, the zombie general is nearby, and these zombie soldiers are secretly commanded by him."

Mo Wen and An Yi rushed to the front to clear the way for Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruo. They moved forward without fear among the zombie soldiers, slashing through anything that blocked the road.

Suddenly, a little light came out of a tomb in front.

Mo Wen shouted to Dongming Ziyu who was not far away: "Your Majesty, the zombie general may be here."

When Dongming Ziyu heard this, he hugged Shangguan Ruoli and rushed toward the light. After a few breaths, he landed at the door of the tomb.

There was also a zombie soldier handle at the door. Shangguan Ruoli cooperated with Dongming Ziyu and used his internal strength to shatter the zombie soldiers into pieces and entered the tomb.

The inside of the tomb looks like an ordinary room, but there are several luminous pearls inlaid on the top and around it, making the inside of the tomb look pale and pale.

There are several long tables lined up on the left and right sides, and there is a big chair in the center. On it sits something that looks like a human. He is wearing a general's armor and looks majestic.

This should be the zombie general!

These zombies were well preserved and seemed to be "looking" at them. Although their eyes were dull and without a trace of light, Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli were sure that the zombie general was looking at them.

Dongming Ziyu made a gesture to surround the people coming from behind, but the zombie general didn't react at all like a sculpture and just continued to "stare" at them.

Ruhua whispered: "I think it's better not to get close, it will be very dangerous."

Dongming Ziyu narrowed his eyes, decided to listen to Ruhua's suggestion, and raised his hand to signal everyone to retreat.
Chapter completed!