Chapter 1618: Fearless of death, better to use fire

One incense stick later.

There were even more corpses outside the city wall.

The corpses were piled up to about three meters high.

The city wall was only six meters high.

Now the corpses had already piled up that high.

And the number of those infected showed no signs of decreasing.

If this continues, perhaps the corpses could fill up to the top of the city wall.

It is unknown how many infected were attracted here this time.

It is estimated that the surrounding villages have all been ravaged.

Added to the people from the Jizi State, they formed this army of the infected.

The power of this army of the infected was peerlessly strong.

If there were no walls, if it were a head-on battle.

The soldiers would definitely not be a match; they might not necessarily win in close-quarters combat against the infected.

As long as one is scratched or bitten, one will soon be infected as well.

Once infected, one will also become a member of the infected.

If this continues, the ranks of the infected will grow increasingly larger.

Ying Ying Zi Ye did not like using the Super Divine Crossbow.

He was seen using his Divine Archery Technique to bend the bow and nock an arrow.

With every arrow, the skull of one infected would be ruthlessly pierced through by him.

And he felt not the slightest pity; after all, those 'people' could no longer be considered human.

There was something about them like machines that never tire.

His movements were incomparably fluid: bending the bow and nocking the arrow, bending the bow and releasing the arrow.

His speed was even faster than the soldiers using the Super Divine Crossbows.

This flashy maneuver made the surrounding soldiers stare with wide eyes.

The soldiers looked at His Highness as if they had just met him for the first time.

This archery was too exquisite; it was simply a case of every shot hitting the mark!

And it was the kind that would not lead to fatigue.

A normal person would have their arms go numb after bending the bow and shooting ten or twenty rounds.

And those with more strength could shoot forty or fifty times before needing a rest.

But His Highness has already shot over a hundred times, right?

And his speed was faster and more accurate than anyone else's.

In this way, the energy consumed should be much greater than others.

Why is His Highness's energy so terrifying?

And he is neither flushed nor out of breath.

It feels like he is just playing; it doesn't look like he is shooting the infected at all.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it was true.

Now, this scene forced them to believe it.

Because every arrow from His Highness took away one infected.

This made them feel as if they were dreaming.

"Your Highness, why not use fire?"

Han Xin walked to Ying Ying Zi Ye's side at this moment and asked with some confusion.

He had originally been setting up defenses inside the city, but the teetering city gate still hadn't been breached.

This made him restless, and he couldn't help but want to go up to the city wall to take a look.

But when he came up, he was given a fright.

The corpses outside the city wall had already piled up that high.

Those infected were still charging up, fearless of death.

There was not the slightest intention of retreating.

Continuing like this is not a solution.

Inside the city, he had been wondering why that teetering city gate hadn't collapsed.

It turned out that the corpses outside had already piled up that high.

The corpses had disguised themselves as obstacles for the infected.

So it certainly wouldn't be easy for them to get in.

However, before he came up to the city wall, he still had his subordinates maintain their formation.

He dared not be careless, in case those infected broke through the gate.

Then they would be prepared and could quickly eliminate them.

"Fire?"

Ying Ying Zi Ye heard the voice and, after shooting the arrow in his hand,

turned around to look at Han Xin.

Han Xin watched as that arrow directly pierced through an infected.

The arrow broke out through the skull and even hit the chest of the infected behind it.

Han Xin stared blankly at all of this.

He couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration for His Highness once again.

He gave a thumbs-up in praise.

"Your Highness, what great archery!"

"Accurate! Too accurate!"

"This force, it's fierce!"

Han Xin seamlessly flattered him.

He was also stunned by this accuracy and force.

His Highness is a true man—truly fierce.

He could not achieve such speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

Among all the people he knows, no one can do what His Highness does.

"Stop the flattery."

"Why did you come up?"