The Salt Seller's Rant

As Nalant and his group gradually rode farther and farther away, Bache, Udi, and the others finally caught up to the river where the army was stationed.

"So you're saying there was no one on those warhorses?" Udi's face was grim.

"Yes, Commander. When we first began the pursuit, we didn't know, because the wilderness grass was too tall and blocked our view!"

"It wasn't until we had chased them for more than ten li and left the plains that we discovered what was going on!"

"But by then, my warhorse had stopped obeying me, and our guards had already been left behind, so we couldn't receive their orders!"

"In the end, those warhorses led us to the riverbank, and we could only watch helplessly as those dozens of warhorses all leaped into the river!"

"Bastard!" Udi no longer wished to delve into why Nalant was absent while the warhorses had still gone mad.

He merely gritted his teeth in hatred at having been tricked by Nalant yet again. It had left commanders like them utterly humiliated.

"Could they really have gone south? Wouldn't that be walking straight into a dead end?" Bache remained calm, though he frowned as he spoke.

"Could he still have gone west, only to hide in some forest behind us after luring away our guards?" Hearing this, Udi could only force himself to calm down.

"That's possible, but we must also investigate the southern road!" Bache nodded.

"How about this? The two of us will take the cavalry south to investigate first, while our subordinates search carefully all the way back!"

"Fine!"

Bache and Udi immediately made their decision.

They promptly began to act.

After four or five hours, the two finally led their men onto the southern road and soon arrived at the first