The thirty thousand cavalry were divided into the vanguard, the rear, and the middle teams.
The leader was a broad-shouldered man with thick eyebrows and a square face. His eyes appeared very honest and sincere. Mounted on a yellowish charger, he resembled a small mountain, or a block of rock that was both smelly and hard.
Anyone who met this young man of nearly thirty would find him very trustworthy, the type of person to whom you could entrust your wife and children.
"Stone, are we really taking just thirty thousand cavalry and leaving the Black Heavy Camp behind? If the battle takes a turn, the Cui Family..."
Sima Rou, also clad in armor, wielded a double-edged long knife. She was accustomed to using a sword, so she wielded the long weapon as if it were a sword.
However, compared to her daughter Han Xiaoru, Sima Rou, dressed as a military general, lacked a bit of imposing and fierce aura.
She didn't look like someone good at warfare.
