After a while, the carriage moved, making its way down the road. For the day, they wouldn't be getting very far, just a dozen of kilometers down the road at best.
Still, it was best that they moved.
Ning woke up halfway through their journey and got off the carriage to get some fresh air. The sunny day had turned cloudy at some point and showed signs of upcoming rain.
Thankfully, the soldiers did not need to care about rain as much as they had to in the past few weeks. With the many tents they had gotten, they had enough resources to survive the night.
Many of the soldiers rode their horses slowly, but the undead could not be put into horses and had to thus walk. They simply couldn't balance themselves on the horse for some reason and needed the Necromancer's full attention when doing something that needed more than just instinct.
Ning counted everything. There were 20 soldiers, not counting Matthew, 32 horses, 3 carriages, and 2 carts.
