The night was dark.
Dorodo was 100 miles west, and the army of thirteen hundred was now on standby.
These were all Black Gold Flower Mercenary Regiment’s men.
Black Gold Flower mercenary regiment was a fixed mercenary regiment in Crosac. They were supposed to be in Crosac, but it was strange that they were only 100 miles away from Dorodo.
The mercenaries of Black Gold Flower Mercenary Regiment rested in groups of ten, eating preserved food.
In the most central tent, a middle-aged man with a black beard was discussing something with several people around him.
The man with a black beard was Blackbeard-the leader of Black Gold Flower Mercenary Regiment!
Blackbeard suddenly slammed one hand on the table, cracking the map on the table.
“Tonight is the night we win! Let’s wait another hour. The mole I sent to Dorodo will send word back. At the very least, we could get the map of Dorodo’s city defense army and find out where the city defense army’s defenses are the weakest. When we do, our troops will crush Dorodo in a heartbeat!” Blackbeard said and burst into laughter.
“I will become the mayor of Dorodo, and all of you will be my marshals!”
The people in front of Blackbeard were excited.
“Sir, we will do our best in this battle!”
“That’s right!”
“Defeat Dorodo! Take over Dorodo!”
Only one young man seemed hesitant as he said, “But Dorodo is guarded by the city defense army of 3,000 men. We only have 1,300 men…”
Before the man had finished speaking, Blackbeard cast an unhappy gaze.
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