An Ambush For Zorro - Disarm

Zorro got down out of his saddle. He took the coiled whip from the pommel and attached it to his sword belt on the left side. He sidestepped to avoid a small rock, and whipped blade from scabbard.

Vallejo took the offensive. Zorro felt him out for a moment, and knew the other was good with a blade, but not so good as men Zorro had vanquished in the past. The footing was bad, and both were careful on that account. It was not a place for speedy footwork.

At any moment, Zorro knew, Garcia and his troopers might come riding back, for the wind was carrying the sound of the ringing blades down the highway toward them. And the man who had gone for Vallejo on the riding mule might return, see what was happening, and hurry back to the town for help, in which case Zorro might find himself between two fires.

A quick end of this must be made, but Zorro had no wish to end it by sending the point of his blade into his adversary’s heart. He stood, then pressed the fighting, and as Vallejo retired before his onslaught Zorro’s blade darted in. There was a ringing of metal and Vallejo’s sword was torn from his hand to arch through the air, catching and reflecting the light of the moon, and crash against some rocks at the side of the highway.

Vallejo reeled aside. His hand went to his belt and he brought out his pistol.


- An Ambush For Zorro