"Yes." Wang Yuanchao nodded heavily: "The most important thing is to stick to the bow of the ship, and hold on for as long as possible!"

Having said this, he grabbed a burning torch and threw it directly into the group of corpse rats.

The fat man and I followed suit and threw out torches one after another, causing a commotion among the corpse rats. A few unlucky corpse rats stuck to the fire and suddenly turned into fireballs, screaming and making chaos everywhere.

He ran around and let out a scream.

I took advantage of the commotion among the corpse rats to pry up a large amount of wood to fill the fire line that had just been broken open by the rats!

During this process, I discovered a problem. These corpse rats were either fat or thin. The skinny corpse rats had shriveled bodies and were weak. The fat corpse rats had round bellies, and they crawled very fast, and as soon as they touched the fire

, will burn up immediately. I concluded that the reason why these corpse rats can sleep for decades or hundreds of years is because they have accumulated thick fat in their stomachs that can be consumed, just like animals hibernating.

Fat is the best fuel for fire, so when I asked Wang Yuanchao and Fatty to throw torches, they targeted the fat mouse and burned it to death!

This trick really worked. In just a few dozen seconds, more than a dozen corpse rats were ignited. The flames burned their hair inch by inch, and the severe pain made their eyes red, like a Spanish bullfight.

, hit something when you see it.

As a result, more corpse rats around were hit by the fireballs and turned into new fireballs. For a time, patches of corpse rats were buried in the sea of ​​​​fire, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and the strange smell of grease.

Some corpse rats have been burned into black coals, but their bodies are still smoking, and the scene is horrific.

Our strong defense line has finally made the corpse rats fearful!

At this moment, the eyes of these black mice no longer looked as hungry as before, but were full of fear and anxiety. They made chirping sounds, as if they were communicating with each other.

Then, like a black tide, they retreated one by one with their tails between their legs.

But they didn't crawl back into the puppet obediently. Instead, they retreated to the cabin and huddled together, sniffing hard as if they were sniffing some delicious food.

"No, there's something wrong with these corpse rats." I frowned and said, "They have burned so many of their companions to death by us. They should have just retreated. Why are they still surrounding us?"

"Yes, even the most ferocious Mobei wolf in nature will turn around and run away after a third of its companions are killed by hunters. Don't these mice know they are afraid?" Wang Yuanchao also expressed confusion.

Seeing that the corpse rats were still sniffing, Wang Yuanchao also sniffed subconsciously. Soon his expression changed and he shouted: "I know, they smell the smell of human blood!"

"The smell of blood, where does the smell of blood come from?" I asked curiously.

At this time, I found that the fat man was hiding his hands behind his buttocks like a child who had done something wrong, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the fat man's hand.

Sure enough, there was a fresh bloody cut on the fat man's chubby palm, and the blood was still flowing out.

"What happened to Fatty!" I yelled angrily.

"Just... I accidentally scratched it when I was prying the wood." The fat man said embarrassedly.

I quickly found a hemostatic bandage from my backpack, tied up the fat man's wound, and sprayed alcohol several times, hoping to cover up the faint smell of blood.

After all, the fat man at this moment is just a big piece of fat. The greedy corpse rats are drooling, so how can they retreat?

"Dingdang, look, those mice are climbing up the mast!" Wang Yuanchao suddenly shouted.

I looked along where Wang Yuanchao was pointing, and saw the corpse rats crowded together, one on top of another, like a stack of Arhats, struggling to climb towards the mast of the ghost ship.

In the blink of an eye, the mast was covered with these black corpse rats, which looked extremely disgusting.

"Damn it, why do these little beasts climb up the mast and commit suicide by jumping off the building?" the fat man joked.

"You think they are as stupid as you." I rolled my eyes at the fat man angrily.

I have an ominous premonition now. I always feel that these corpse rats have found a way to deal with us, but are they really that smart?

It turns out that these corpse rats are smarter than I imagined.

When they climbed to the top of the mast, they jumped off the mast one by one.

Because the mast is quite high, the corpse rats in mid-air easily crossed the line of fire under our cloth and fell in front of us like rain!

"Holy shit, is this still a mouse?" The fat man was stunned.

I didn't expect the corpse rats to have such a high IQ, so I picked up a torch and drove the corpse rats away.

Every time he waved the torch, several corpse rats would be knocked away.

Wang Yuanchao also pulled out his snow-white paratrooper knife and pierced the corpse rats in mid-air. Wang Yuanchao was definitely a master with the knife, and he killed many corpse rats in a short time.

Some had their bellies opened, some had their heads cut off, and bits and pieces of rat corpses littered the bow of the ship.

The fat man did not forget to remind: "Dingdang, be careful! You must not let the corpse rat bite you. This thing specializes in eating corpses. Its teeth are full of bacteria and corpse poison. If you are bitten, you will definitely get an infectious disease or something."

"Shut up! You fat bastard, you can't do good things or bad things." When I was distracted, I was almost bitten on the neck by a cunning corpse rat. Fortunately, Wang Yuanchao pulled me back and I was able to avoid it.

, I was so angry that I yelled at the fat man.

Although the few of us became more and more courageous as we fought, we couldn't hold back so many corpse rats. I looked up and saw more corpse rats jumping over the mast like a flood.

Seeing that the fresh human flesh of the three of us had reached our mouths, the group of corpse rats instantly started to boil.

The layers of corpse rats screamed at each other, as if they were conveying excited messages. I could even see the saliva of the first few corpse rats dripping down their white teeth. The corpses of their dead companions were all around.

They swept them away, not even the bones and dregs were left, and even the skin and flesh were swallowed into their stomachs.

This damn thing is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

What to do? What to do!

I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely, and I kept beating the corpse rats until I could feel both my arms. I was really worried that when the torch was put out, I would end up with the same fate as those dead corpse rats.

Immediately, he shouted to the fat man behind him: "Fat man, throw me some more torches!"

"Wait, wait, there's not enough bonfire to burn..." The fat man was sweating profusely and adding wood.

But I didn't expect those corpse rats, as if they could understand what I said, they immediately divided into two groups. Some of them stayed to pester Wang Yuanchao and me, while the other group gathered towards the fat man beside the campfire.

I was worried. If the bonfire was put out, the three of us would be doomed.

At this critical moment, Wang Yuanchao roared and said: "Fat man, don't worry about whether the bonfire is enough to burn. Just use the remaining torches. Dingdang, you can find a way to hold on for one minute. I have a way!"

"What can I do?" I asked anxiously.

"Burn the boat!" Wang Yuanchao gritted his teeth.

"How to burn it?" I asked.

"There are two bottles of sorghum wine in the backpack, which were given by the villagers when we left the small fishing village." After Wang Yuanchao finished speaking, he hurriedly rummaged through the backpack. I quickly took over Wang Yuanchao's squad, holding a paratrooper knife in one hand and a torch in the other, and pointed with all my strength.

He greeted the corpse rat that was rushing toward him.
Chapter completed!