"Lord, all the troops have arrived at the Stone Pass!" a soldier reported to Kant.
Kant raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky was clear and the sun was shining. It was already ten in the morning. If they wanted to reach Drondheim before tomorrow, time would be very tight. After all, marching in the desert was much slower than marching on the well-paved roads in the Dukedom of Leo.
In the desert, it was hard to build a road. Even if it was built, after a sandstorm, the road might be buried under the sand or blown away.
Kant nodded at the soldier, "Return to your team!"
"Yes, Lord," the soldier replied respectfully, before turning around and returning to his team.
Kant led his guards and returned to the Stone Pass. He organized his troops and prepared to set off.
