Little One watched the chaos over at Dawn City, eyes flashing red.
The attack of the Mutated Birds and Mutant Rats had achieved a certain effect, but he was not very satisfied with it.
These two creatures could only be considered as harassment; the real key to determining the outcome of the battle lay in the elite zombie force of one hundred thousand in his hands.
Days of continuous fighting had left piles of corpses under Dawn City, resembling a mountain, and even burning could not clean it completely.
These heaps of corpses became an easy path for a siege.
As the time approached midnight, he believed the Dawn Army and their horses would be weary, and Little One decisively ordered the final attack.
A hundred thousand elite zombies began to rapidly charge into the battlefield.
Among these hundred thousand zombies, there were thirty thousand Fat Zombies, over thirty thousand Armored Zombies, and more than thirty thousand Agile Zombies.
