“Sir, all the troops have all reached the Hard Rock Pass!” a soldier reported to Kevin.
Kevin looked up at the sky, it was clear blue sky, the sun was slanting, and the time had come to ten in the morning. Want to arrive at Dreichem before tomorrow, time is tight. After all, marching in the desert is no slower than marching on the good paved roads of the Principality of the Lions.
In the desert, it is difficult to build roads. It is built. After a while, a road of wind and sand sweeps through, and the road may be buried under the yellow sand, or it may be blown away directly.
Kevin nodded at the soldier: “Return to the team!”
“Follow your orders, sir.” The soldier said respectfully before turning back to the team.
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