"Indeed, we've been out here for quite some time," another deputy general advised.
They had conducted many scouting missions with their troops, but it was rare for it to last as long as it did today.
The princely heir riding the Flood Dragon Horse said nothing, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.
Anyone daring enough to venture alone with only a few dozen cavalrymen into such a place to gather intelligence must be either arrogant or supremely confident.
However, being trusted by the current emperor of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty to command an army of a million and guard the borders, this heir of Duke Ying surely wasn't incompetent.
Zhang Weixian nodded and said, "Let's go!"
After speaking, he turned his horse around, urging the Flood Dragon Horse beneath him to gallop back to the border with a whip.
