"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhao Yanran heard this and smiled.
"Yanran, come quickly, come, let's ride the carriage together." Mu Wuxia hurriedly waved to Zhao Yanran.
Zhao Yanran smiled, then said to her maid: "You may return now."
"Yes, Miss!"
The group immediately responded, turned the carriage around, and left.
Afterward, the army set off, heading towards Qin State.
The Imperial City is over a thousand kilometers away from Qin State, with Lu State in between.
In the real-world ancient times, the urgent march of soldiers at best covered a hundred li a day, equivalent to fifty kilometers.
Of course, this speed is the extreme marching speed achieved by discarding supplies and traveling light.
This army of two hundred thousand is far superior to the ordinary ancient people, so their marching speed is naturally faster; they can endure day and night.
Marching two hundred kilometers a day is no problem at all, and that includes daily rest time.
