West shook his head slowly.
"No hurry. We can wait for a moment."
"The Earl of Yale must come to take advantage. We can't let them get what they want."
Looking at zombies, who were about to camp, the people on the city walls were also a little confused.
"It seems a little strange. Why did the zombies stop there instead of launching an attack?"
"We don't know either."
With a telescope in their hands, they looked into the distance.
Only thousands of zombies were gathered near the city walls and they didn't look like the zombie alliance.
The iron hand and the others finished the meeting and went upstairs.
They looked around and found that the densely packed zombies were gathering together, but they were just standing there.
"Do they want to... demonstrate?"
"They are already under the city walls. Why haven't they made a move yet?"
"I don't know."
The crowd thought for a while, unable to judge.