More than five thousand cavaliers traveled about the plains. Very soon, they approached the area that was three miles away from the Mongolian camp, as stated on the map.
From the distance, they can see squads of patrolling cavaliers standing tall and looking over in their direction with great tenseness. Behind them, faint clouds of dust left into the distance. It was clear that their comrades had gone over to make a report.
"That's the Mongolian camp up ahead." Silver Wolf held a map in his hands and stared into the distance with a stern expression. "Based on the map, the place where the logistics camp stores their supplies should be about six miles away from the back of the back. There should be around ten thousand cavaliers defending them.
