"Little lad, little lad, off to school with a bag on his back..."
Little Knife hummed a cheerful tune as he rode a mountain pony along the muddy path. Although the four-wheeled wagon behind them forced the party to stop every so often, it did nothing to spoil his mood.
For the players, capturing Doro Town meant more than securing a foothold and a source of food. It also meant they could all switch from infantry to cavalry.
Besides cattle, the herders also raised horses and a few sheep.
Horses that could be raised high in the mountains certainly weren't towering steeds. The herders' horses were mountain ponies of unknown breed, with an average height of around 1.2 meters at the shoulder.
When the big, burly players climbed onto them wearing breastplates, they looked rather ridiculous, like Lü Bu riding a dog.
But however ridiculous they looked, they were still cavalry, inherently superior to infantry.
Before leaving, Little Knife had posted a task that required some players to go out and do a bit of work. Home Alone volunteered, taking more than twenty student players around his own age out to have some fun.
Little Ghost wasn't particularly keen on administrative work. Staying in Doro Town was far too boring. Dealing with herders all day and sorting out every little problem made him feel like he had become a volunteer policeman.
Only after getting out did Little Ghost feel a little freedom and joy.
There were twenty-two players, each with three horses: one for traveling, one for carrying equipment, with spare weapons and food for both men and horses loaded on its back, and a third to switch to for combat.
With three horses each, Little Ghost's raiding party could ride for long stretches without having to dismount and lead