As he picked it up, he realized his water pouch was already empty.
Yu Wenye had been prone to sweating from a young age, especially since he was trained in martial arts. In summer, his sweat flowed like a river, and often after a day of drills in the army, his clothes were so soaked that they could be wrung out. Such a person, though strong, was also prone to heatstroke in the summer, especially during a march, which was even more troublesome.
Thus, Mu Xian hesitated about whether to persuade him to stop and rest, and have some water.
Just then, Yu Wenye suddenly raised his hand: "Stop!"
At his command, the troops, marching at full speed, came to an immediate halt. Yu Wenye ordered, "Rest in place."
Having walked the entire day, everyone was indeed a bit weary. Hearing this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, some dismounted, others sat on the ground, and everyone brought out water and dry food and began to eat heartily.
Shang Ruyi also dismounted from her horse.
