They raced for two hours straight until the sky grew dim before they began to cook meals on the spot.
At night, soldiers took turns to keep watch, and Scouts spread out over a dozen miles.
They did not set up camp because they did not carry tents, and they did not have enough time to do so.
They laid out fur pelts and slept in their Iron Armor on the grassland; it was not cold, just slightly damp. Especially in the morning when fog formed, a layer of dew would condense on their Iron Armor.
Such a forced march was truly grueling, unbearable for ordinary people; only Martial Artists could endure it for a bit longer.
The next morning, after they finished eating, they again set out toward the Kerelie Tribe's banner territory.
However, by this time, the Kerelie Tribe's banner territory had already received news and knew they had entered their lands.
The banner land of the Kerelie Tribe was called Bayandelei City, which means a land of riches.
