Tomorrow—right on schedule—the united army marched out, leaving behind a shallow mass grave. The outbreak of Flaying Flu stayed there as well, but Physician Bees and Agent Bees all stayed alert in case more people were found ill.
The mood in the human army was grim, but as Flying-Words reported, the human soldiers cheered up when they heard the harbor was only a brief march ahead. For them, it meant an opportunity to plunder. Most soldiers also enjoyed fighting way more than marching.
It was the same for bee soldiers.
Bloodimina expected they would reach the harbor in five days of marching. Halfway there, the scouts brought news that the Vardish army was setting fortifications and preparing to meet them on the open field near the road.
