[Maplestone City Direct District]
[Maiqiu]
Seber Carrington crouched in the wheat field, motionless, half-high rye engulfing him.
The blue wheat leaves rolled with the wind, with Seber among them, like a reef ebbing and flowing in the waves.
In Seber's view, the figures half a kilometer away were as tiny as ants. A swarm of ants slowly crawled along the provincial avenue towards Green Valley.
While observing the dust rising from the road, Seber focused and counted the flags waving in the marching formation.
This Red Rose unit departing from Maplestone City had too few light cavalry, and their quality wasn't great.
Though riding top-grade war horses, dressed cleanly and neatly, and brimming with the fearless vigor of new recruits, they were clearly fresh recruits who hadn't been in the army for long.
In small-scale pursuit battles, the light cavalry novices were easily dispatched by the scout veterans under Seber Carrington's command, riding their short and ragged Hurd horses.
