The rider sped away, and only once he was out of sight of the entire troop did he slow down. At a densely wooded area in the pine forest, he stopped and dismounted, heading into the forest.
The soldiers lurking in the darkness exchanged glances and silently agreed to follow.
So, a few figures crouched and crept into the pine forest, barely inside when they heard whispering.
"Why haven't they made their move yet?" The voice conveyed displeasure, as if blaming the other for incompetence.
"Elder Brother, I have done as instructed and led the Marquis of Zhenbei and the others into the Formation, but there's been no sign of action. Could there be a problem with the Formation?" Another voice could be heard, solicitous and eager to explain.
