Midday.
A well-equipped and orderly army was slowly advancing on the official road. Because they were carrying siege equipment, their marching speed was inevitably much slower compared to a forced march.
In the central army, Chen Mo rode on the Snow Dragon Steed, raised his hand to shield his eyes, and then glanced at the scorching sun in the sky before saying, "Someone, go to the front and call Commander Xu over for me."
That's right, Chen Mo had already promoted Gao Zheng and Xu Dabao to the position of Camp Commander.
"Understood." The messenger soldier responded before spurring his horse towards the vanguard.
Soon, Xu Dabao galloped to Chen Mo's side and respectfully said, "Sir."
"Pass down the order for the army to stop and rest in the woods ahead, and set up pots to cook. It's already noon." Chen Mo said.
Xu Dabao didn't understand Chen Mo's true intention and said, "Sir, we're not tired nor hungry yet. Besides, we just rested earlier, there's no need."
