Five hundred cavalry of the Harbor Defense Army, divided into twenty teams, left Hans Port just before breakfast and headed towards ‘Fort Swallow.’
The remaining fifteen hundred cavalry of the Harbor Defense Army and a hundred of the Harbor Guard formed the follow-up forces, moving at a slightly slower pace.
The former acted as scout cavalry, gathering precise information.
The latter were the main forces, prioritizing stability.
Jason didn’t understand this very well.
All of it was arranged by little Reed.
During the whole process, he only showed his face before the troops set out, and then, he boarded this specially made carriage.
Beyond that, he had done nothing.
However, even so, Jason could distinctly feel the morale of the entire army soaring.
Jason pounced, biting and starting to swallow.
The dragon trembled in pain, swinging its head back and forth while bellowing—
“It hurts, it hurts!”
“Let go! Release me!”