Too far away, couldn't quite discern the details of the array at that moment. Tie Dan didn't have any inspiration either, so he swept his Primordial Spirit across and took a glance at the gathering place.
Here and there, a few were carrying bows and holding forks, their bodies wrapped in beast skin, resembling hunters at first glance, but beneath they all hid chain armor as they emerged from the forest and gathered at a makeshift camp.
It became apparent at a glance, this should be a standard group of nine sentries. Since they weren't on horseback and were disguised, it meant they weren't reconnoitering scouts but covert sentries stationed at the boundaries. Thus estimated, fifteen miles out is another flag sentry, thirty miles out an encampment, and forty-five miles out the rear military headquarters.
Gazing at the rebel army's formation from afar, Tie Dan suddenly felt something move in his heart and furrowed his brow.
