The ancient walls of Lincheng glimmered with a dark bluish hue under the fading light of dusk. Traces of rusted arrowheads from a hundred years ago still lingered in the cracks between the bricks. Li Guanglong stood atop the battlements, his military boots grinding against the hardened scabs of dried blood with a chilling crunch. The saber at his waist had just drawn blood. Droplets slid from the blade’s edge and froze upon touching the icy wall. “Roll the fire oil barrels up to the parapet!” Li Guanglong roared, his face fierce and savage. “Machine gunners, stand ready! Fire only when those beasts are within a hundred meters!” Below the wall, the zombie horde surged like a black tide. Grayish arms waved and writhed in the dim light. The zombies in front had already worn their nails to the nub, yet they continued to claw at the walls frantically, sending fragments of stone raining down. A few particularly tall zombies stepped on the bodies of their kind, trying to climb upward. ...