Events unfolded just as Iron Spear had said, the sizable army of over five thousand was indeed moving towards the Dragon Ridge Mountain Range.
Upon seeing the distant expanse of continuous mountains, the faces of the ten native captives in the troop also revealed expressions of surprise.
After being captured, they had all thought they would never return to these familiar mountains again.
At this time, Miss Rabbit at the very front of the troop was also looking up, assessing the towering mountain before her.
Then, she suddenly ordered the ar to halt. The nobles following her exchanged glances, and one of them spurred his horse forward, respectfully addressing the Lady.
"Lord Commander, why stop now, when the troop's morale is high? Everyone is eager to move into the mountains and attack the natives."
"Don't rush," the young woman said, "Let's first greet the native inhabitants."
