In the morning, Xia Pingan left Donggang. By the time the carriage sent him to the camp of the adjudicator Army, the sky had already turned completely dark.
The coachman and the horse pulling the carriage were exhausted after running for a day.
During the day, the coachman even let the horses rest twice in the horse Shop where the carriages rested, and fed them water and fodder.
The horse that was pulling the carriage was drenched and had its head lowered. It was already weak. The coachman was also shivering in the cold wind of the night. He opened the door for Xia Pingan, smiled, and said carefully, " Sir, the main camp of the adjudicator Army is just ahead. You will reach it after walking for a while along this road. Please forgive me. That place is heavily guarded. I really don't dare to go there. I will have to trouble you to walk there!
"Alright, thank you for your hard work!"
