The Bombardment of the Main Camp (Please Subscribe)

After the defeated army returned to camp, Modun quickly passed down the order to pack up and prepare to move. However, relocating so many people and livestock obviously could not be done in a single day. Everyone had been fleeing for several days and needed to rest, at the very least.

Modun did not pay much attention to this. In his view, merely dealing with the prisoners of war and spoils would keep the Han Tribe busy for quite some time. No matter how fast they were, they could not possibly catch up within two days. As for what happened after two days, he would have taken his people and fled long before then.

In the main camp beside the lake, some of the men who had escaped back were resting in their tents, while others had gone out to graze the herds. Some women and children were packing up the household goods in preparation for the move. The worst off were the families whose men had died in battle. The women all covered their faces and wept as they busied themselves mourning their dead husbands. Yet after crying and exhausting themselves, they still had to pack or tend the herds. After all, life had to go on.

By dusk, the herders who had gone out began driving the cattle and sheep home. They drove all the livestock into the enclosures and secured them before returning to their tents to prepare food. They would set out tomorrow, and this would be their final night living here.

Yet at that very moment, the five-masted warship drifting across the lake also began raising its sails and setting off once more.

"Commander Shu, why didn't we leave during the day? Why insist on going at night?"

Watching the sails that had just been