I took a deep breath and gathered my thoughts. I couldn't afford to let my mind wander during a fight, or I might make a mistake.
"Tuanzi, let's get to work."
"Holy crap!"
Tuanzi answered. This time, I didn't use a firearm. Quite a few of these walking corpses were melee fighters, so—
I'd be better off using cold weapons.
Besides, most of the buildings on the other side of the bridge were built over the water. East City in Changsha was entirely a city on the sea. Many buildings had bridges built in a ring around them, raised above the water.
If I used heavy firearms, I might bring the buildings down along with them.
Light weapons... against this many walking corpses, using a blade would be much more satisfying.
At that thought, I looked at the ground. There were plenty of weapons scattered around. I didn't know how these blue gel-like substances controlled the bodies, but—
It was clear they could preserve their hosts' former abilities. They could even use familiar weapons.
I looked around and picked up a Han sword from the ground, weighing it in my hand.
Tsk, tsk... I had to admit, throughout five thousand years of Chunghwa history, the Central Plains had been in the south for the first four thousand years. So the cold weapons here were all excellent.
China had four great capitals, all within the passes: Dongjing, Bianliang, and Kaifeng Prefecture; Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties; Xijing, the great Tang capital of Xi'an; and, of course, Beijing, home to the Forbidden City.
Emmm... that didn't seem to have much to do with weapons.
All right...
I weighed the Han sword in my hand. It was an Eight-Sided Han Jian, with tempering patterns. There were a few small marks