"Happy, once we leave, those remaining in the plains will be in danger!"
"That's right. Class One Hall has at least nearly ten thousand people remaining on the plains, but all twenty thousand of us are split up. If we really end up fighting, we'll definitely suffer a huge loss!"
"Are you really that much at ease with our members fighting against Class One Hall on the plains?"
A cavalier battalion of around five thousand people charged at full speed on the plains, and a few slightly worried voices traveled into Happy's ears.
Happy was naturally the one leading this group of people, and they were prepared to attack the Mongolian army's logistics camp as well as burn their supplies! Hence, they circumnavigated the possible locations the Mongolian cavaliers might attack them and headed to the Mongolian camp.
Happy, Silver Wolf, and Red Dust's horses were extremely eye-catching while they rode in front of the cavalier battalion.
