Toma

Because downhill was dangerous for a cart or carriage with no brakes, everyone had to tie together the rear wheels to the cart itself so that instead of rolling downhill, it would have to be dragged instead.

This was bad on the wheel and more work on the horses, but this had to be done or else the journey would be too dangerous on a cart downhill.

Ning felt bad for the poor horses, but there was nothing he could do. 

All he could do was look at the massive city that lay at the base of the mountain and finally feel happy at the end of the 2-week-long caravan.

There were some good memories he had made from his journey through the caravan, but no doubt most of it was bad instead. He did not want to sleep on top of a wooden board with barely anything for a cushion.

He wanted a proper bed with a thick mattress. He wanted hot baths and tasty meat that wasn't dried. Most of all, he just didn't want to sit on the cart all day long.