The sunset dyed the barren mountain ridges crimson.
Birds were flying back to their nests, wild wolves were roaming in the wilderness, and bharals were scampering up to the precipitous cliffs. The land that had been baked by the burning sun during the day time started cooling down now. The valley was in absolute silence. Only the birds flying over the mountain would occasionally chirp.
In the twilight, the troop of less than 300 men was hidden on the hillside to the north of the valley. Most of them were excitedly and nervously preparing themselves.
"Check your bows and arrows! Don't grip your bow right now. Otherwise, your hands will get sweaty and the bow will slip easily…!"
"You may take out a few arrows and stick them into the ground in front of you so that you can conveniently reach for them later…!"
"Don't stay in the same position for too long or else your body will go numb. After staying awhile on the ground, change to another posture…!"
