Early in the morning, by East Tile Fort, Wang Nan walked out of the military tent, making a trip around the horse field.

After examining the amount of feed and the condition of the horses, he made his way to the front of the fort. Then, he heard a wave of rushed horse hooves sounds.

A scouting officer whose entire body was covered in either sweat or dew directly urged a horse up to him, jumping off of this horse.

Wang Nan’s brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”

“The front border sentry post has already sent back confirmed information. It is Great Mang East Army’s main force.” This officer’s expression was extremely nervous, his voice trembling slightly. “There are eight thousand light cavalry at the front… Sir, what should we do?”

“Eight thousand light cavalry at the front?”

Wang Nan’s eyes narrowed, slowly repeating these words.

As a stationed general of only two thousand men, this fifty something year old general had no way of understanding the entire battle situation clearly, but all of the military intelligence in the military department was sent through scouting cavalry, passed through the soldiers of these garrisoned forts. Only by having these forts guarded by soldiers like him,...