After leaving the courtyard, Han Qiwu pointed in a direction and swung the reins.
The little horse dashed off, its steps light and its mood excited.
"Da-da-da-da."
The sound of horse hooves echoed on the cobblestone streets at the edge of the town.
An hour later, Han Qiwu glanced at the map and pulled the reins to stop the little horse.
"Let's take a break."
The little horse shook its head, signaling that it wasn't tired and could keep running.
"I meant *I* need a break."
Only then did the little horse reluctantly stop.
Han Qiwu quickly jumped down and began rotating his hips to loosen up.
Riding for a while really puts a strain on your waist. The constant bumping—his backside was already numb.
Those cavalrymen in ancient times sure had it tough.
After resting for a while, he fed the little horse some forage and water.
Based on the map, Wild Monkey Mountain was that tall peak in the distance. Calculating the distance, another hour of riding should get them there.
