Xia Zuo swallowed hard and noticed that the newcomers were clad in Black Armor, with black masks on their faces, and their eyes framed by tea-brown glass—there wasn't a single part of their bodies exposed to the air, wrapped up like a sealed Iron Can.
These people surrounded them without uttering a word, clearly not harboring any good intentions. Moreover, Xia Zuo also realized that none of the reconnaissance teams he had dispatched had returned to report, making him suspect that those teams might have been wiped out by these people.
This was definitely not good news.
At that moment, his soldiers, dragging their wounded bodies, gripped their weapons and looked warily at the Black Armored Cavalry.
