Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space Chapter 12 12: Fierce Battle ( 2 )

The soldiers' eyes widened in shock when they saw their captain flip in the air and jump into the zombies. They wanted to rush in and help him, but they were already struggling under the zombies' attack.

They were exhausted, and even if they rushed over, they would only beco a burden to their captain.

With this realization, they could only continue to kill zombies while praying for their captain's safety inwardly.

Unaware of his n's thoughts, the man landed on a zombie's head and used the movent force and his weight to break the zombie's skull.

Duagh! Crack!

As the zombie's head hit the ground, its skull broke and crushed into a pulp beneath his black military boots. The next mont, he pulled his longsword out of its sheath and slashed it in a powerful horizontal arc—beheading several zombies in a single stroke.

As blackened blood splattered around him, he assessed the situation. More zombies were pouring in from every direction and there was no sign of the end of it.

Sensing the incoming sharp claws from the surroundings, he crouched, then executed a wide low roundhouse kick, sweeping multiple zombies off their feet.

Duagh!

The zombies fell backward, bumping into the zombies behind them, and another group of zombies lost their footing and began to fall to the ground like dominoes.

While the zombies were struggling to get up, he swung his longsword at the zombies' heads. Each swing of his longsword sent heads rolling to the ground.

After killing a group of zombies, he moved toward the gate and killed zombies along the way. His movents are agile and his attacks are sharp and efficient.

As more and more zombies were killed, the scent of blood in the air drove the surrounding zombies into a frenzy. Their guttural roars filled the night as they rushed in, clawing and pouncing wildly.

The ground under his boots was covered with blood and rotten flesh, but he continued swinging his longsword as if he was killing chickens and not zombies. When he finally reached the entrance, he pulled the large gate with all his strength, trying to close it.

As long as he closed the gate, he and his soldiers would be able to rest and recover their strength.

Unfortunately, the number of zombies was too much. Before he could secure the lock, two zombies managed to slip into the small opening and lunged at him from either side.

"Roar! Roar!"

The mont he senses the danger, he lets go of his hand holding the gate. He swung his longsword in a deadly arc—beheading the zombie on his right side—then pivoting and delivering a strong kick to the one on his left.

Duagh! Crack!

The force of his attack sent the zombie flying several ters away, and the sound of broken bones was heard on impact. Seizing the brief opening, he grabbed the gate and slamd it shut.

Clang!

The mont he locked the gate, countless pairs of rotting hands thrust through the gaps trying to reach for him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Roar!!"

The zombies banged against the tal gate and their desperate roars echoed in the night. Before he could catch his breath, more zombies ca from behind him.

"Roar! Roar!"

The man's eyes glead coldly as he jumped and flipped back in the air. The mont he landed on the ground, he bent his knees and rushed forward. In a split second, he slashed his longsword downward, cutting the zombie in front of him in half.

While he was fighting fearlessly, the soldiers killed the zombies while looking at the entrance. Their eyes turned red when they saw their Captain being swallowed by a group of zombies.

Thinking that their captain had died, one of the soldiers gritted his teeth and shouted with reddened eyes, "Brothers! We must avenge our captain! Kill them all!"

The soldiers' hearts were filled with anger and grief as they shouted in unison, "Kill them!"

Due to the large number of zombies around them, their battle cries were swallowed up by the roar of the zombies, "Roar!!"

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the red moon rose into the sky. The mont the red moonlight shone on the zombies, a terrifying change took place.

The zombies let out an agitated roar as their movent's speed beca faster and their stiff bodies beca more agile.

The soldiers were exhausted, and they were not as alert as before. Feeling dizzy from hunger, one of them swayed and took a step backward as he breathed heavily.

Holding onto his chipped blade, he raised his eyes and saw a bloody mouth in front of him. His eyes widened in horror, and he instinctively raised an arm to block the attack.

"Roar!!"

Crash!

"Akh!"

The soldier let out a cry of pain as the zombie's sharp teeth sank into his flesh. Cold sweat covered his back and forehead from the pain. Gritting his teeth, he raised his leg and kicked the zombie away.

Duagh!

Feeling the tearing pain in his arm, he watched in shock as the zombie ate his flesh. Holding onto his bleeding arm, he looked at his comrades and made up his mind.