Lincolnshire.
A troop of cavalry galloped along the Four Directions Avenue. Over the past six months, Duncan had driven a large number of Saxon captives to repair the roads, along with temporary conscripted laborers from various places, finally bringing two major avenues built by the empire back to normal operation.
The Roman Empire had built only three Four Directions Avenues in the British Province over four hundred years of rule. Duncan couldn't waste them; he must make good use of them.
Outside the military camp.
This team of knights dismounted swiftly. The lead Sarmatian rider, face flushed with excitement, rushed into the tent and said in a deep voice to Kvito, "The Governor's order!"
"The Sixth Legion is to immediately set out to attack Yorkshire."
Upon hearing this, Kvito instantly stood up and said to his personal guards on both sides, "The Governor's order has finally arrived. Someone, get me armored!"
