In the not-so-spacious valley, where had that massive horde of snarling zombies gone?
Countless rocks lay spread across the ground. The worst area on the right had been piled high, forming small stone hills. Looking down from above, black, muddy blood could clearly be seen continuously flowing out through the cracks between the flattened rocks, staining the valley with several black rivers of blood.
The roars of the zombies, which had once echoed thunderously throughout the valley, suddenly vanished as if cut off, leaving behind nothing but utter silence.
A silence devoid of all life!
Had they crushed them all in one go? Had the entire horde of over ten thousand zombies been wiped out?
Yes!
Shock once again filled the hearts of the Dark Department members. Only now did they truly understand how formidable the frontline fighters were. From the reversal of this battle, they also realized the importance of battlefield command in warfare. The right decision could turn the tide in an instant!
The Wolf Fang Regiment, which had previously been forced into a corner by the zombie horde, gradually emerged from the dust. They stood deep within the valley, far from where the rolling boulders had fallen. Though a few large rocks had still come crashing toward them, the powerful Feather Slayer Squad had easily dealt with them.
With just a single explosion, the combined force of timing, terrain, and unity had completely reversed a situation that had nearly become a dead end!
How unbelievable was that?!
Meng Qiwei and the others stared blankly at the Wolf Fang Regiment, which had not suffered a single casualty. The thousand people they had seen upon arriving were still all there, completely unharmed. Covered in the ash from the explosion, they looked rather bedraggled, their dust-covered faces almost comical.
Yet