"Assemble a squad. The battle isn't over yet." Lance cast his gaze into the forest at the edge of the farm and briefly explained the mission. "They all have two horses per person, but none are here. This means they stashed the other horses before the charge. We must recover these horses before our enemies do."
"Yes!"
Quickly, a ten-man squad was temporarily formed. They hadn't suffered any serious injuries in the recent battle and still retained their combat strength.
"Move out!"
Lance wasted no words, immediately mounting Alvin's—no, what was now *his* warhorse—and charged out.
Reynard followed closely behind. He sensed that the Lord seemed very familiar with these invaders, as if the Lord knew exactly where their horses were.
In fact, his feeling was correct. Lance easily activated the Ability "Bloodhound Tracking" and quickly located where the enemies had hidden the horses. With so many horses gathered, their scent was unmistakable.
