"Sir, those are scouts from Great Xia." Ren Baqian was half a day away from Liao City and had spotted the mounted scouts of Great Xia observing them from a distance from time to time. However, when they were about five to six hundred meters away, they would turn their horses away.
"Be alert at all times," Ren Baqian said as he stroked the machine gun mounted on the back of the fork-horned cow.
"Wake up that person who is still sleeping and untie her ropes."
Currently, Ren Baqian began to wonder whether it was Lin Qiaole protecting him or if he was the one protecting Lin Qiaole.
During the entire journey, Lin Qiaole had been asleep and bound by ropes to the back of a cow. This seemed to be the most important and enjoyable thing for her.
Following this, everyone raised their vigilance to prevent the Great Xia troops from suddenly charging and surrounding them.
