Make camp!
Very quickly, Henry's men found a suitable location, and without delay, they cued over while eliminating their tracks.
Carriage tracks weren't easy to eliminate, though they would take some time to fade out.
If this were a muddy or cold period, doing this would be easy. But in this dry heat, their tracks were bolder on the forest floors and grass.
~Clang. Clang.
The wagon constantly clashed with the floor, creating a subtle silence within the carriage.
No one said a thing, waiting until they found a good campsite.
But even though their mouths were sealed, their minds were quick at work.
Mad people!
Why were their actions so different all of a sudden?
Henry frowned. 'Are they finally ready to come out of the shadows and reveal themselves to the peasants? Could this be a sign that they are about to start phase 2 of their Crusade?'
Henry had a bad feeling churning in his gut.
