Early the next morning, the sudden departure of the fifty soldiers baffled the soldiers from Division A. None of the soldiers questioned the chain of command. Division A continues their routine like usual, though they were short of fifty soldiers. That doesn't affect overall battle prowess. They left the chilling valley and head deeper into the center region.
"How is the situation," Thomas asked on his horse.
A recon soldier replied. "There are traces of previous movement one mile ahead. The enemies were in a hurry. Their track is still new."
"Let move. We've got to reach the enemies before they get any reinforcement." Thomas slapped his horse gently. Receiving the signal, the Desert Windy horse picks its pace, galloping, blending with the air with high speed.
