Over an hour later, more than twenty water carts were finally filled.
Several soldiers retrieving water sighed in relief, saying, "This time it loaded quickly."
"Exactly, usually it takes half a day to load a dozen carts, but this time these more than twenty carts, bigger than usual, are filled in no time."
"Isn't it great to finish quickly?"
The crowd chatted happily, feeling increasingly at ease, and they all mounted their horses and carts, preparing to head back.
Ma Xu mounted his horse, glancing once more at the opposite bank. The west bank of Little Forest River, like this side, was a vast stretch of lush greenery. When the wind passed, the branches and leaves swayed, resembling countless human figures moving. However, all this time passed without a single Longxi Soldier charging out.
So this time, his hope to encounter Xue Xian's troops for a battle was dashed.
He let out a long sigh.
