This was a troop of about 6000 people. Including the other non-first-line combat troops, the total number of them was about twenty thousand. If you count the horses, there would be a total of nearly fifty thousand lives moving towards Athens City. The earth shook and the mountains swayed. Wherever it passed, there was dust flying.
However, they slowly stopped about 20 miles away from Athens City. They changed from the original rushing army to strolling in the courtyard and approached Athens City little by little.
The reason for this phenomenon was that the general of this team hadn't received the signal from the people in Athens City yet.
A couple of soldiers rode back to the tent.
"Have you found Mencius's mark?" Before the soldier reported, the general couldn't wait to ask, because it was not the second time.
"General, we haven't found any of them." The soldier said with trepidation.