After the Allied Forces marched forward for about another 10 minutes, they finally reached the vicinity of the Bourganak River.
Gazing at the ever-flowing small river before them, the thirsty and eager soldiers from England, Sardinia, and Turkey had long thrown the so-called military discipline out the window. The excited soldiers jumped into the river, letting the cool water permeate their bodies, even penetrating their unbearably heated souls.
The soldiers of the French Empire standing on the shore looked enviously at the soldiers of other countries in the water, then turned their gaze towards Marshal Saint Arno on horseback.
"Relay my orders, all units are strictly prohibited from entering the water to frolic! Those who disobey the orders will have their salaries for that month deducted," Marshal Saint Arno meticulously instructed Troche and the dispatch riders beside him.
