There were no scouting or spying operations of any kind. This was indicative of the sheer speed of the Drake Cavalry. They ran in one direction and one direction only -- that direction was towards Seon-Hyeok as he rode on Goldrake.

“Reduce the speed of the troops.”

A while after leaving the barracks, Seon-Hyeok reduced his cavalry’s speed for the first time.

“Stop in place.”

At the quiet command, Clark loudly repeated the words to deliver the instructions to the rear of the cavalry before shutting his mouth. The cavalry had naturally stopped with Seon-Hyeok, as they had only been chasing after the drake this entire time.

“Take a break while mounted.”

They didn’t ride to their fullest ability, but even so, they couldn’t help but feel fatigued after wearing heavy iron armor all day. At Seon-Hyeok’s command, the riders shook their wrists that had been clutching the horses’ reins, loosening their stiff joints and checking on the condition of their mounts.

“Are there enemies nearby?”

At the sudden order to take a break, Clark approached to ask.

“There are 50 cavalry riders heading south from the northwest. At this rate, we’ll catch up to the enemy’s rear.”

“What’s the plan?”

The rest of the cavalry perked up their ears.

“What do you mean, what’s the plan?”

Seon-Hyeok answered with a determined voice while looking around at his cavalry.

“We’ll crush them all.”

At his words, the short rest ended, and the riders picked up the weapons placed in their saddles.

“We’ll smash into the enemy’s rear, then take care of their main forces. Use whatever weapons you see fit, but prioritize mobility. The squad...