They began their continuing journey, relentlessly moving forward in the southern direction.
They kept going until noon.
They then entered a forest.
The forest on both sides was dense, yet eerily quiet.
In the entire area, all one could hear were the concentrated footsteps of the team, and the sounds of the wagon wheels grinding against the stones of the road.
It seemed as if the entire army had entered a secret realm, where the air was completely still, with only the army continuously advancing.
Just as Fang Hao was contemplating whether to release the Skeleton Sparrow to scout the situation from the sky,
The convoy suddenly began to slow down, gradually coming to a stop.
A cavalryman ran up from the front, leaning over to whisper near the wagon, "Sir, a trade caravan ahead has had a mishap. Their cart has overturned and they are currently retrieving their goods. I am afraid we might have to wait some time before the road is clear."
