Just as the Allied Forces were discussing which unit to send to the south bank of the Bourganak River to scout, Prince Menshikov, under the shade of a dense forest on the south bank, was anxiously waiting for news from the Cossack Cavalry Corps.
Time slowly ticked by in the long wait, and soon it was around 4 PM. The blazing sun in the sky moved from south to west, its power quietly diminishing a bit, and as time passed, Prince Menshikov's heart grew increasingly restless. He stood up from the ground, kicked the tree fiercely a few times, and cursed loudly, "You damn bastard!"
Faced with Prince Menshikov's veiled insults, the entire Seventeenth Division was silent and fearful, with no one daring to speak a word at this moment.
Under the watchful eyes of the entire Seventeenth Division, Prince Menshikov kicked the tree a couple more times, venting his frustration wildly, as lush green leaves continuously fell under his boots.
