"The Yellow Turbans come forward for melee combat, and the Gothic Musketeers will kill them at will!"

After Fang Fan issued the battle order, he rushed forward with the Mo Dao in his hand, and together with the Yellow Turban Soldiers, he assumed the responsibility of the front row.

The battle was fierce, with the twelve gothic musketeers firing their roaring rage in succession.

The Yellow Turbans, led by Guan Hai, also fought heroically in the front row.

"Peace requires surgery!"

Guan Hai gave an order, and saw that he and the yellow turban soldiers each had a layer of yellow light added to their bodies, and their skin was glowing with bronze light.

"Yellow Turban Yuanbu!"

After performing the 'Tai Ping Yao Shu', Guan Hai continued to display a commanding skill. Those yellow turban soldiers, who were originally cumbersome, seemed to have suddenly received divine help, and repeatedly escaped the deadly attacks of zombies.

The battle is continuing, and the zombies are being slaughtered little by little...

Ten minutes later, after Hans, the leader of the Gothic musketeers, used the skill of 'a hail of bullets', the last batch of zombies was completely killed!

"Lord, we killed seven or eight hundred zombies..."

"We won!"

Guan Hai was also extremely tired at the moment, and after using several commanding skills one after another, he also fell into a period of fatigue.

"Everyone... you've worked hard!"

Fang Fan wiped the blood on his face. Four of the ten Yellow Turban soldiers were seriously injured at the moment, and two of them were on the verge of going mad because they had been bitten by zombies before.

"Ouch..."

The Yellow Turbans let out a roar like a beast, and Fang Fan's face instantly became heavy.

As for Guan Hai, he was already wiping the sword aside. Seeing what he meant, he wanted to get rid of them before they were completely transformed into corpses, which could be regarded as letting them rest in peace...

Fang Fan silently picked up the card handed over by Hans...

"Item: Serum Card."

"Introduction: It can be used to treat wounds left by zombies and prevent corpses from changing."

"Remarks: This is God's mercy for the weak."

Fang Fan's originally cloudy eyes suddenly scattered...

"Guan Hai, stop!"

Fang Fan stepped forward before, holding the sword that Guan Hai was about to drop in his right hand.

Because he was in a hurry, Fang Fan's right hand collided with the sword in Guan Hai's hand, and blood immediately shot out.

"My lord... I should be damned!"

Guan Hai's complexion changed greatly, and he quickly dropped his sword and knelt down on the ground.

"It's okay, just a little hurt..."

"They... don't have to die."

Fang Fan's face showed excitement, and what he cared about was still this.

"Lord...I know you are merciful, but they are contaminated...killing them now...is also a relief!"

Guan Hai lowered his head, his face gradually congested. As a commander, it was naturally heartbreaking to kill his own soldiers.

"We have serum cards!"

"There are just two serum cards here!"

Fang Fan directly opened the two serum cards, and two bottles of serum liquid were displayed in front of everyone.

Fang Fan did it himself, and directly instilled the two yellow turban soldiers who had been bitten by zombies...

At a speed visible to the naked eye, their rotting wounds began to gradually return to their proper blood-red color, the disgusting stench on them gradually dissipated, and the violent nature they were trying to suppress began to disappear...

Although the wound was not immediately intact, the toxins from the zombies had been removed.

"With the serum card, we don't have to be afraid of being contaminated by zombies!"

Fang Fan watched the two yellow turban soldiers in front of him gradually recover, with a comfortable smile on his face.

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