SWDnovel Chapter 63: Capture a batch of living corpses for research.
Chapter 63: Capture a batch of living corpses for research.
Chapter 63 Capture a batch of living corpses for research
To travel quickly, Rock brought only cavalry with him this time.
The Cossack cavalry led the charge, with the Queen Dragoons following closely behind, slowing their pace slightly as they continued their advance at a leisurely pace.
Interestingly, Rock couldn't figure out if it was a feature of the Total War system, but he discovered that the stamina of his warhorses far exceeded his expectations.
For example, under normal circumstances, heavy warhorses should absolutely not be ridden for extended periods of time.
Although these warhorses could sprint, they simply did not have enough stamina. In the past, when European knights used heavy warhorses in battle, they only rode them for charges. On ordinary days, they rode special pack horses and could not bear to ride warhorses all day.
However, the cavalry under Rock's command did not change their horses at all. They rode their heavy warhorses around all day without any problems. Even now, when they were on a long-distance raid, the warhorses did not show any obvious signs of fatigue.
Thinking about this, Rock suddenly wondered whether he should continue selling horses in the future.
If all the warhorses on his side are special warhorses with outstanding endurance and the ability to fight in all-out war, wouldn't it be a waste for someone else to sell them?
Even the muskets he sold were, in a sense, a bit cheap, since he was certain that no other company on the market, besides himself, could provide muskets of such high quality!
"Forget it, let's not think about that now. The muskets are sold, that's fine. We'll deal with the warhorse later!"
Rock shrugged. He decided that if he ever acquired a better quality warhorse or other mount in the future, he might consider selling a batch of high-quality horses and setting the price higher.
Otherwise, he should hold off on selling warhorses for now; their stamina is truly astonishing!
After a long journey, they soon arrived at the village that had been attacked by zombies. Interestingly, this village was not far from Wangjiazhuang, where Rock had previously discovered that it had been attacked by a large number of zombies!
"Listen up, we're sticking to the same old trick: keep your distance from these zombies and fly them like kites!"
"Have the ratmen use dimensional stone bombs on them, and at the same time, let's test the power of the revolver. Finally, don't forget to capture a few zombies, tie them up, and take these guys back for research!"
After giving his orders to the cavalry, Rock suddenly glanced at the footprints in the snow, then ordered a few cavalrymen beside him, "By the way, follow these zombie footprints to the other end. I'm quite puzzled, where did these zombies come from?"
"I saw zombies appear in this same spot last time. Logically, there shouldn't be so many dead bodies gathered together in this area. There must be something unusual going on!"
Rock had just thought of this problem:
In the dead of winter, where did all these dead bodies come from that place with no one to dispose of them?
The villagers certainly wouldn't be in such a state. Not to mention that, besides patrolling, Rock's cavalry would occasionally help the villagers repair their houses under his orders, minimizing the damage to each village as much as possible.
Under these circumstances, he dared not say that no one in his territory had frozen to death, after all, he had only been in control for a short time, but he was certain that even if some of these villagers had frozen to death, there wouldn't be so many dead bodies everywhere.
Moreover, they would definitely find a way to dispose of the villagers who froze to death. After such a long period of corpses, how could the villagers not think of disposing of these dead people?
If that's the case, then the appearance of the living corpses seems quite mystical, which is why Rock sent the cavalry to scout ahead.
He is very curious now, and he doesn't know what's at the other end of the footprint.
Hopefully, the cavalry won't be running around when they suddenly discover a warp portal from which undead are pouring out!
Despite their large numbers, the mindless ghouls were helpless against the cavalry's kiting tactics and were constantly being slaughtered by the cavalry and the mounted rat-men grenadiers.
Every now and then, zombies would be hit by dimensional stone bombs and gradually fall down. The radiation from the dimensional stones seemed to have an unimaginable effect on these things.
During this process, Rock discovered something strange.
"What were these zombies doing before? Their limbs look extremely worn!"
Riding his warhorse to a fallen zombie, Rock suppressed his nausea, used a long branch to turn the zombie over, and examined it carefully before speaking.
For some reason, the hands and feet of these zombies were severely worn. Many of them had their skin and flesh almost completely worn away, leaving bare bones exposed, covered in marks.
Rock knew that parts like hands and feet were prone to wear and tear, especially the feet, which would suffer even more from the zombies walking around barefoot.
But he always felt that normally, even if the wear and tear was severe, it shouldn't be to this extent. He really couldn't understand what these zombies were busy doing before, that they could wear themselves down like this. Could they have been digging stones with their bare hands?
It wasn't just this one zombie; Rock tracked down many other zombies that had been killed, only to find that this phenomenon seemed to be quite common.
Because he had never seen a zombie before and didn't know what a zombie would look like under normal circumstances, he wasn't sure if he was just being naive.
But Rock's gut feeling was that something was wrong!
The other cavalrymen, busy fighting the undead, seemed oblivious to this strange phenomenon. They were excitedly playing horseback riding and hacking and slashing, occasionally letting the ratmen throw a barrage of bombs, having a great time.
It must be said that the cavalrymen's combat effectiveness did increase significantly after being equipped with revolvers.
Many cavalrymen no longer draw their sabers and charge straight forward when charging. Instead, they quickly draw the two revolvers hanging from their waists, and after charging to a distance of about 10 meters, the cavalrymen fire wildly at a general area without looking, and they always manage to hit their targets.
Although the revolvers of this period had a large recoil due to their size, and were difficult to aim while riding a horse, most cavalrymen had difficulty shooting accurately even at close range.
Even so, they often managed to shoot wildly in this way, blowing the zombies' heads off on the spot.
"Alright, that's enough. Save your ammo, all of you!"
Seeing the cavalrymen becoming increasingly skilled at using revolvers, Rock felt both gratified and distressed, and quickly shouted at the group.
Good grief, it won't be easy for him to refill his revolver's ammunition now.
Since the revolver cavalry is a four-star unit, its recruitment price is not cheap, so correspondingly, it costs ten taels of silver to replenish Roc's ammunition once.
If the cavalry continued to clear out the zombies using this indiscriminate firing method, wouldn't it cost him thousands of taels of silver to clear out just one wave of zombies?
Upon hearing Rock's shout, the other cavalrymen looked slightly embarrassed; they had to admit that they were indeed a bit addicted to firing their guns.
But there was nothing they could do; these revolvers seemed to possess some kind of special magic, making them want to use them more and more as the fight went on.
After fighting for so long, the cavalry finally discovered that there was such a useful weapon in the world!
After much trouble, Rock and his team finally managed to wipe out the group of zombies.
More than 1000 undead fell one after another in front of Rock's cavalry. The skilled Cossack cavalry even helped him capture more than 20 undead and tied them all up tightly with ropes, making them look like dumplings.
To prevent the zombies from biting people, the Cossack cavalry even stuffed a large wad of cloth into the mouths of the zombies.
"Wait a minute, how did you manage to stuff that cloth in there?"
"I vaguely remember hearing that if you block your tongue in front of your mouth beforehand, there will be a space inside, making it easy to spit out the cloth!"
Suddenly, Rock remembered a rumor he had heard before. Although he had no experience with kidnapping and didn't know if it was true, it sounded quite plausible to him.
Upon hearing Rock's words, the Cossack cavalryman who was still busy binding the zombies grinned and showed Rock the knife in his hand.
"General, please rest assured, I know!"
"So when I stuff wads of cloth into these guys' mouths, I always pull their tongues out beforehand!"
hiss--!
My God, is it really that brutal?
Rock felt he had underestimated the cruelty of these Cossack cavalry. When he heard this, he felt a slight pain in his tongue and a strange chill in his mouth.
After dealing with the zombies, the villagers who had been hiding inside the wall all came out. Rock and his group waved and invited them to rest in the village.
But Rock remained the same as always. He didn't take his men inside for food and supplies; he just drank some water and then left.
As Roc's cavalry receded into the distance, the village chief, an elderly man, stroked his beard and chuckled, "Hehehe, everyone, did you all see that? A man like Commander Roc, that's a true hero of the ages!"
"Those like Cao Cao, who commanded a million soldiers and dominated the world, cannot be considered heroes. Only benevolent people like Liu Bei can be considered true heroes of our time!"
The other villagers nodded in agreement; at that moment, they truly felt that what the village chief said made sense.
Having seen too many people who act arrogantly just because they have a few guns, they now feel genuinely lucky to see someone like Luo's army.
They can't be heroes of the world; they are just ordinary people. For them, whoever can help them live a peaceful and prosperous life is their true hero.
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