C547 The Road Chanced to Catch up with the Poor

At noon, Zhang Fei led more than a hundred cavalrymen and ran west along the main road under the scorching sun. Their bodies were covered in a thick layer of dust, and the dust on their faces had been washed away by their sweat, forming a 'stream' that looked like an earthworm.

After passing by a river, Zhang Fei wiped his greasy forehead and raised his hand to stop the team