At night, as the autumn wind whistled.
Deep within the ancient mountains and forests, a hundred-person team urged their horse carriage along a small path overgrown with weeds.
Fang Hao sat on the back of a giant lizard, looking at the map in his hand, occasionally raising his head to look at the somewhat gloomy night sky.
"Li Rong, how long until we reach our destination?"
Li Rong glanced at her own map, "We'll probably arrive in about three or four hours."
"Good, everyone speed up. The sooner we return, the sooner we can rest."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison, picking up their pace.
The journey from the watering hole to Li Rong's territory was not a straight path, and they needed to cross mountains and navigate winding roads, covering several times the direct distance.
Just as they were about to return, their spoils of adventure were significant.
The soldiers had more energy and the journey proceeded at a good pace.
Li Rong rode a horse alongside the giant lizard.
