Moto Morishima wanted to jump up and yelled at these stupid bastards who only had power and money and women in their heads.

But the education he received since he was a child prevented him from doing so, and many of the nobles present were direct nobles of the dark clan, and these nobles who relied on the face of the Star Federation to invite were exactly what he needed now.

In particular, Count Dimon, one of the oldest families of the Dark Clan, who has a noble bloodline and owns a large territory of his own, has brought five thousand light cavalry and two thousand heavy cavalry of the Dark Clan, as well as 20,000 zombie soldiers of various kinds, and the strength can be said to be the highest among many nobles.

Even though he was already eager to cut off that damn stupid zombie head in his heart, Morishima Moto's face was still piled up with a warm smile.

I saw him hold the gold cup inlaid with various colored gems in front of him, and raised his glass to the nobles who were doing it from afar and looked around: "Your Excellency, it is fate to get together, let us drink this cup together, and wish us a triumphant return!"

The red glass of blood wine flowed into his mouth, and as the initiator of the banquet, the corners of Count Dimon's mouth still rose into a satisfied smile because of the attitude of His Excellency Angel.

The dark race is worthy of a special race that focuses on unified action, the subordinates are absolutely subordinate to the superiors, and they have a unique organization and cooperation of social animals, in which both orcs and humans are indeed beyond the dust.

Under the sweaty labor of tens of thousands of zombie soldiers who had no sense of independence and no sense of independence, in less than a day, a solid bridge with thick and solid logs crossed and overlapped three layers horizontally and vertically was firmly erected on the thousand-meter-high cliffs on both sides of the Heishui River Valley.

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In the afternoon, unconsciously, it was snowing in the sky, with a hint of scorching heat in the cold, which was a slight radiant energy.

"My lord, when are we going to do it!"

Even if they never questioned Sun Dashuai's decision, but watching those zombies on the opposite side gradually complete the bridge, the orc warriors of Beastmaster City still couldn't bear to ask more than once.

"Wait, wait until the right time, give me patience!" Every time Sun Dashuai answered, it was this sentence.

Even though several orc leaders were impatient, impatient and depressed, but the chief didn't speak, none of them dared to move, just looked at the damn zombie expeditionary force on the other side viciously.

With the earth-shattering ghost cry on the south bank of the Blackwater Valley, with the support of the bone spur beast, the last section of the wooden bridge slowly fell under the pull of eight huge ropes. The roar of crushing the cliffs on the north bank when it landed, declaring that the natural pass of the Blackwater River Valley could no longer stop the Dark Expeditionary Force's invasion of the Ten Thousand Beast City.

"Lord Morishima has an order, in order to celebrate the completion of the bridge, each person can receive half a kilogram of meat, and the infantry corps participating in the construction of the bridge will each enjoy a pot of wine for expelling the cold in the body, and the warriors of the whole army will celebrate tonight, have a good rest, and open the Beast King City early tomorrow morning to conquer the barbaric orcs!"

A swift herald soldier raised his megaphone in his hand and galloped through the camp, shouting with joy in his mouth, and there must have been cheers everywhere he passed.

"Boss, isn't it time?"

Xiong Li, who has been waiting for Sun Dashuai's order. noticed the smile on the corner of Sun Dashuai's mouth for the first time, and immediately whispered excitedly. Obviously he could see the enemy, but he couldn't go up to fight, lying on his stomach in this snow nest suffocated him, and this day, he and Yuan Ba asked the most times.

Sun Dashuai nodded: "Well, wait a while, let them do it after they are happy." By the way, you go and call a few of them. ”

After a while, several generals around him came to Sun Dashuai's side. Sun Dashuai whispered in their ears and told them all about his plans.

A few of the generals were taken aback, and out of love for the Beastmaster, they didn't quite agree. Later, at Sun Dashuai's insistence, they could only nod their heads one after another, and stretched out their hands to beckon their respective squads to assign tasks.

The red clouds faded into the sky, and the wasteland was soon swallowed up by darkness, and the snow fell even heavier. After carefully making proper arrangements, the warriors of Ten Thousand Beasts City divided into two routes and carried out the order.

A few generals led their more than 300 veterans, mostly wolf cavalry and Munk warriors, to the west, and then quietly crossed the river from the upper reaches of the Blackwater Valley at night, transported by the previously captured starship.

And Sun Dashuai was stationed alone in place. Still hiding motionless in the snow nest, like a cunning fox, waiting for the best opportunity to hunt.

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From here, the camp of the expeditionary coalition on the other side was brightly lit, illuminating the dark sky for half a day into crimson, and the aroma of wine and meat spread with the evening breeze, and the noisy fist drawing and sound shook the wasteland under his feet trembled slightly.

The entire camp of the Dark Alliance was almost engulfed in a lively celebration, but they must still be professional soldiers, far from being comparable to the chaotic motley army.

Even in this atmosphere, there are still a number of vigilant jets and ethereals standing around the camp fence. Especially those ethereal people hiding in the shadows, like a cloud of smoke, if Sun Dashuai does not use mental power to detect, it is basically invisible.

Patrols of dark cavalry, clad in scale armor and armed with swords and shields, roamed around the camp from time to time, especially at the ends of the newly built large wooden bridge, which was guarded by two squadrons of fighting beasts.

Sun Dashuai cautiously poked his head out of the snow pit, and at this time he transformed into a pitch-black mass of armor all over his body, as if a demon god from the ground was the best cover on the snow field that had been covered with a thick layer of black snow.

Like humans, the vision of ordinary zombies will be limited in the dark night, and the large round ball that can detect invisible targets is also unaware when Sun Dashuai shields his whole body with neutrinos.

Before entering the sight of the vigilant sentinels, Sun Dashuai entered a stealth state, like a piece of rotten wood, floating silently across the Heishui River, if no one locked on to a target for a long time to observe, ordinary people would never notice his movement.

After reaching a dangerous distance, Sun Dashuai lay behind a mound of dirt with subtle movements, and suddenly stopped moving silently, and even stopped breathing under the cover of the evening breeze.

At this distance, Marshal Sun could even clearly see the frost on the shoulders of the helmets of the Jeters and some Federation Sentinels, as well as the angry gaze that looked at the camp from time to time.

Now, even though the ejectors have thick skin and the human infantry are wearing thickened company armor made of stainless steel, with Sun Dashuai's strength, it is enough to kill all the soldiers guarding here in an instant, and even make them unable to even shout vigilantly.

But Sun Dashuai didn't do this, if he just killed a few insignificant soldiers, then he didn't need to spend so much effort.