"Once we start circling around, find a chance to leave the group!"
The army of Long Mountain had already stopped, and after a rest, they were preparing to head south. Behind the ninth large cart, Li Hu quickly whispered to Yang Zhong beside him.
Yang Zhong glanced at the deep ravine less than half a mile ahead, knowing this was the only opportunity, he immediately nodded in agreement.
Throughout the journey, the two were always looking for a chance to leave the convoy, but Zhou Yuan kept urging them, watching too closely, making it impossible to find an opportunity.
The team was finally resting, and beside them was a deep ravine.
It was indeed a good opportunity.
"Alright, let's move out!"
With an order from Zhou Yuan, the army, having rested for about ten minutes, started to turn and circle south along the Changbai Gully with ten large carts in tow.
