Given the narrow width of the top of the wall, Hu Xiaodong had to abandon the idea of switching positions. Thus, Wang Qiang, situated at the northernmost end of the team, naturally took up the heavy task of being the "pathfinder".
He placed one hand on the left side of the wall, holding Wenquan Xin's cleaver in the other, moving forward slowly in a highly awkward and bizarre posture.
This was destined to be a long and thrilling journey, with the constant roars and the tremors from the walls being pounded, continuously gripping the survivors' hearts.
Falling meant death, so Wang Qiang walked with extreme caution. Yet despite this, the tremors occasionally felt underfoot still terrified him, leaving him drenched in cold sweat.
The zombies were rapidly gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye. It's hard to imagine the enthusiasm these beasts have for "joining the fun".
In just a few minutes, the number of zombies under the wall had doubled!
