While moving into this sorghum field canal, Lin Xi was always slowly arranging a ring of fine hemp string.

After patiently waiting for a long time, a Great Mang troop finally appeared in his line of sight.

This was a light armored cavalry army of about two thousand in number. They clearly already carried out some type of mission, already fought a battle, quite a few of their bodies carrying injuries. Right now, their speed of advance wasn’t fast, taking breaks every so often to let their warhorses chew on some tender grass, get a bit of rest.

Since there was already a scouting army that scouted the area within a hundred li, making sure that there definitely weren’t any traces of Yunqin army moving about here, this Great Mang army didn’t seem to be on that high of an alert, also not separating into a forward and rear army.

Ever since Yunqin Empire was founded, receiving Principal Zhang’s influence, apart from really high ranked officers or the commanders of some special troops, all other Yunqin commanders...