Zorro threw the cranky thoughts in his mind to the back of his head, and jumped up from the back of the old scalper and pounced on the one closest to him.

Zorro flew to the top of the man in black's head, reached out and grabbed the man in black's hair, and pulled the man in black by Zorola's body and couldn't help but lean back, and Zorro's other hand stabbed into the man's jaw and went straight to the brain.

Throwing away the corpse of the man in black, Zorro's eyes flashed with a cold light and he turned his gaze to the other men in black on the battlefield.

Zorro's figure flashed, and the steel claws in his hands were like the scythe of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the men in black.

There is no guilt at all in killing these men in black, and in the true sense of the word, these men in black are not really alive.

As for why I say that, anyone who has seen the true faces of these men in black knows the reason.

"Quickly clean up the battlefield and burn the corpses, don't touch the masks of these men in black, and don't move anything except weapons."

After three or four hours of fighting, all the men in black who were in ambush were finally wiped out, Zorro threw away the head of the man in black in his hand and began to organize the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and burn the corpses.

"Moon, you lead people to quickly build a wooden house, it will soon be dark, and the miasma in the swamp at night is not a joke."

Seeing that the sky was dark, Zorro suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly asked the moon to set up a camp to escape the miasma of the night.

"Is there a battle report from the Men in Black attacking 64?"

Before the sun had completely set, the moon had finally set up the camp, and Zorro sat down in the middle of the ledger and called in a group of military and senior class managers to ask.

"Whether it's the cultist's ambush or the ambush of the man in black this time, Tanma hasn't sent any information back."

Hearing Zorro's question, Moon stood up and spoke.

"After the dawn of the galaxy, you will take the people of the headquarters to take over the duties of exploring horses, and by the way, you will find out 64 and others for me."

Hearing the moon's words, Zorro pondered for a moment and spoke to Xinghe, who was sitting at the bottom of the head.

"Yes!"

Hearing Zorro's command, Xinghe answered and stopped talking.

"Is there an anomaly in the vanguard?"

After inquiring about the horses, Zorro asked about the vanguard.

"Like the Tanma, the vanguard has not sent any news back from these two ambushes."

As soon as Zorro's words fell, the moon got up here and replied.

"The moon has assigned fifty centaurs to the tempest to act as the vanguard, and something may have happened to Bibinan."

After listening to the moon's words, Zorro secretly said in his heart that it was not a coincidence, and it was definitely not a coincidence that Tanma and the vanguard lost news at the same time, and something must have happened.

So Zorro decided that Tempest would be the new vanguard and lead the fifty men to continue the way.

"How's the battle damage?"

Zorro asked.

"In the first battle, eighty-one cultists were exterminated, and there were no casualties among our men.

In the second battle, 186 men in black were killed, and 100 of our men and horses were killed and wounded. ”

Moon took out the battle report and reported to Zorro.

"The enemy is menacing, send the battle report back to the rear, and let the alliance prepare early."

After listening to the moon's report, Zorro closed his eyes in pain, it was only one day that so many people had been killed, which was a dereliction of duty on his part as a commander.

After a long silence, Zorro spoke to the moon.

Early the next morning, Zorro ordered the camp to go straight to Crocodile Pond.

Through the information transmitted back by the galaxy, Zorro can conclude that 64 and Bibinan are definitely in trouble, and it is likely that they were ambushed before Zoro and them, or have been killed or captured.

Along the way, Zorro looked at the mutated crocodiles full of feathered arrows that appeared on the side of the road, and he knew that it was the work of Xinghe and his team of prospectors. And the wooden bridge built on the swamp at the foot of the army is the work of the vanguard of the tempest.

The coordinated operation of various departments more than doubled the marching speed of the army, and the original one-day journey was completed in only half a day.

Zorro looked up at the sky and ordered his troops to repair and camp in place.

You can't go any further, and if you go any further, you'll enter the range of Crocodile Pond, which is a predetermined battle zone.

It was impossible to settle the battle before dark, and all Zorro decided to camp in place and prepare tomorrow's battle supplies.

"Moon, you take people to cut firewood and grass, and you can bring back as much as you can before dark, and tomorrow I will burn the crocodile pool."

Sitting in the big tent, Zorro commanded the moon.

"Understood, I'll do it right away!"

The moon answered, stood up and walked out of the big tent, only to hear a burst of people outside the tent, and a large group of people came out of the camp under the leadership of the moon.

"Xinghe has made all the arrows of the archers into rockets, and it is up to you whether you can successfully ignite the crocodile pool tomorrow."

After the moon left, Zorro said to Xinghe again.

"Understood!"

Hearing Zorro's command, Xinghe responded, and also went out of the big tent to prepare to make rockets.

"The Tempest Vanguards of Tomorrow take all the fuel oil grease from the camp and throw it into the crocodile pool at all costs."

Zorro entrusted the most dangerous and critical tasks to the vanguard.

"Understood!"

Tempest got up and sat back in his seat.

That night, except for the personnel in charge of the guard and patrol, everyone went to bed early to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

Zorro sat in the tent but couldn't sleep, 64 and Bibi Nan lost contact one after another, the cultists and the men in black attacked one after another, and the long-lasting uneasiness in his heart made it difficult for Zorro to sleep.

Tomorrow's battle is about recovering the entire weird swamp, and there is no room for any mistakes, and the crocodile pool is the last nail for the army to enter the weird swamp, as long as the nail is removed, the coalition will be able to drive straight into the headquarters of the infected cult to complete the final battle to recover the weird swamp.

"Who?"

Just as Zorro was repeatedly deducing tomorrow's battle plan, Zorro only felt that a dark shadow flashed outside the tent, as if someone was secretly spying on him.

Zorro let out a low roar, didn't care about putting on his armor, picked up his sword and chased after him.

The two of them left the camp one after the other, and did not stop until they entered a strange forest.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here. ”

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Zorro asked with a frown.

"Hahahaha...... Zorro hasn't seen you for a long time! ”

The man let out a long laugh with his back to Zorro, and slowly turned to Zorro.

"How are you?"

Seeing the true face of the visitor, Zorro asked in astonishment.

"Isn't it a surprise?"

The man looked at Zorro and smiled.

"But it's a surprise, how did you get out?"

Zorro asked vigilantly, and at the same time looked around to prevent someone from sneaking up.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here purely to catch up."

The man smiled at Zorro's cautious appearance and spoke.

"What is there to catch up with between you and me?"

Hearing the man's words, Zorro sneered and spoke.

"Why not, you and I haven't dealt with each other once or twice, and we can be regarded as old friends."

Hearing Zorro's words, the man shrugged his shoulders with a look of remembrance on his face.

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