"Well, next we need to mainly scout the number of enemy troops, and the movements of each army." Fang Hao continued.
"Yes, my lord." Lorrey replied, shaking the water droplets off his rain smock and left again.
Fang Hao took a deep breath.
He, too, stepped out of the Clan Leader Hall.
The sky outside was starting to brighten up.
The rain fell gentler than it did last night.
This rain had washed away most of the bloodstains in the city.
Fang Hao left the Clan Leader Hall.
Outside the city, Meatfist had already begun to gather the troops.
"My lord, the troops are assembled. We need to replenish our arrow supply," Meatfist opened up.
"Alright, I got it. Oh and, has Ni returned yet?" asked Fang Hao, while flipping open the Book of Lords.
"Not yet," Meatfist answered.
Last night, Ni rode the Bone Dragon, taking away most of the flight units from the territory to hunt down the Red Dragon.
They had thought that it would be easy to catch up and kill the wounded Red Dragon.
