"Sir, sir, we found them!"
Yang Mingzhen, who had fled back in a panic, returned to the Garrison Battalion camp, the excitement on his face impossible to hide.
Yang Zhengshan was in the tent looking at a map. Hearing his voice, his brows lifted, and he said to Han Cheng beside him, "Looks like we don't need to keep staying here and sleeping!"
They had been beyond the border for eight days already, and apart from the first four days, when they had needed to march, they had spent the next four resting here the whole time.
It was not that Yang Zhengshan wanted to rest. It was entirely because they could not find a target.
Originally, the soldiers had all set out filled with hot blood and morale, but after setting out, they had just stayed in camp with nothing to do. To be honest, Yang Zhengshan had felt very helpless these past few days.
Yang Mingzhen hurried into the tent. "Sir, we discovered traces of Hu cavalry twenty li to the northwest. More than ten Hu cavalrymen are active in that area!"
"Oh!" Yang Zhengshan's eyes lit up. "Do we have any concrete details?"
Yang Mingzhen's excitement faltered slightly, and he said awkwardly, "We have not had time to investigate. At the same time we discovered them, they discovered us too."
"Then what are you waiting for? Take men and search at once!" Yang Zhengshan did not blame Yang Mingzhen.
Yang Mingzhen chuckled and quickly replied, "Sir, I'll go right now."
Finished speaking, he ran out of the tent like a whiff of smoke, then led over a hundred cavalrymen and hurried out of the camp.
Looking at their figures galloping away, Han Cheng smiled and said, "Young Sir Yang seems very excited!"
"Him? He just hasn't seen