As soon as the thought arose, he dismissed it from his mind.
This was no different from striking a stone with an egg!
...
Under the cover of night.
A stream of steel, clad in black-gray armor, steadily advanced under the dim illumination of the night.
However, due to the ruggedness of the gravel and mud roads, the insufficient road width, and the low light,
the marching speed of the soldiers was not too fast.
A messenger soldier, riding a horse, came from the back of the troop to Rose's side at the front.
"Reporting to Lord Rose, all torches have been extinguished evenly!"
Rose glanced at the messenger soldier and responded, retracting his gaze.
Extinguishing the torches, of course, would slow down the soldiers' marching speed once again.
But there are pros and cons.
Extinguishing the torches could conceal the marching troops and avoid enemy ambushes!
Rose's gaze shifted to a burly middle-aged man walking beside the horse and asked in a deep voice.
