"Roar!"
A zombie turned around and saw Lin Yuennan approaching.
It let out a corpse howl, and in the next moment, all the zombies looked towards Lin Yuennan and the others.
In their murky eyes, a glint of red flashed.
And then, as if they had received some command, they charged at them simultaneously.
"Raise the shields! Everyone else, hold the formation, kill!"
Lin Yuennan remained expressionless, calm, and composed.
A few people holding makeshift iron shields made from thick steel plates stepped forward.
"Thud, thud, thud."
The monsters collided with the shields, making a thudding sound.
They held them firmly.
After withstanding the first wave of impact, the people in the back began to take action.
In groups of three, they started slaughtering the zombies.
Lin Yuennan wielded two machetes, like a god of death, cleaving left and right, frantically harvesting zombie heads.
These zombies moved slowly and stiffly, though they were strong, yet fearless of death.
