Ye Ao and the others might have been a little bullheaded, insisting on crossing the border between the two countries at a time like this, but that did not mean those two hundred players were idiots.
After leaving the camp, Ye Ao, Alibaba, and several other player leaders with considerable standing among the players gathered for a brief meeting.
"Minisian Scouts are everywhere. What do we do?"
"What else? The usual. Gather the good riders, put them in groups of three, give them good horses, and have them patrol around the column and hunt scouts. Rotate every two hours, three shifts."
"What about our route? Tavitsky is fifty kilometers from the border, but that's only in a straight line. There's a fortress and two towns in our way, so we can't march straight there..."
"Why can't we?"
Someone was getting impatient.
"It's only fifty kilometers. Even taking it slow, we could cover it in two days at most. If we force-march and don't mind riding the horses to death, it'll only take a day... I say we force-march, brothers. Charge across the border, kill anyone or anything that gets in our way, and push straight through to Tavitsky!"
"Brilliant!"
"I like that!"
Most of the players at the meeting were very interested in this proposal. Standing off to the side, Ye Ao, who considered himself resourceful but had yet to contribute anything, sighed repeatedly before hurriedly speaking up.
"But what if we run into a large army along the way?"
"What do you mean, what if? We're all cavalry. Worst case, we ride away. A large army definitely can't catch us, and the only ones who can are small cavalry detachments. Surely we can handle one or two hundred Minisian cavalrymen?"
"But if we advance that openly, won't we scare