C668 Behind Us Was the Motherland and We Had Nowhere to Go

"Go!" The deafening sound of hooves echoed in the wilderness far away from Mount Mou Lan. Without any pause or hesitation, the ten thousand strong men rode their horses all the way to the foot of the Gaolan Mountain in these two and a half days.

Gaolan Mountain was about 2170 meters above sea level, and the continuous mountain spanned more than twenty kilometers