A few captain commanders nodded in agreement.
"So we won't rush into Green Valley Town," Major Felter waved his hand, "send another squad of light cavalry to Green Valley Town to ascertain the situation first. Captains, stay here. Centurions, go back and prepare. Unless something goes wrong, we'll camp outside Green Valley Town tonight."
"Yes!"
Three light cavalrymen were dispatched to Green Valley Town, their figures swiftly riding through the wheat fields and branches, soon arriving beneath the high walls of Green Valley Town.
The gate rose, allowing the three cavalrymen inside.
Soon, the gate rose once again, and the three cavalrymen rushed out, galloping back to Major Felter's temporary command center.
"Sir," the lead cavalryman, drenched in sweat and brimming with excitement, reported, "there are no enemies in Green Valley Town!"
Major Felter remained nonchalant, simply asking, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
