Gan Shuo was holding the shield and his sword tightly. He wanted to make sure that he was not going to lose his grip on his weapon and shield.
Now, the army was stopped a few hundred meters away from what was supposed to be Hangzhou. However, Gan Shuo did not recognize the Hangzhou he was seeing right now.
There was a thirty meters wall or maybe higher that protected the city. He could see the zombies on the top of the wall. Not just a few, but many of them. The zombies packed the wall.
Even if he tried to put aside the thought of millions of zombies. The city wall alone was enough to intimidate Gan Shuo.
'How are we supposed to break the wall? We need a tank to do that!' Gan Shuo could not think of a way to break the wall.
"It seems your hunch is wrong, Zhen Yang!" He called out Zhen Yang. The man said that they could win, but he was aware that their chance to win against the zombies was very small.