Khao'khen was looking up ahead while squinting his eyes. He felt glad that the sentries didn't take any precautions against them, as their low walls weren't enough to stop their steeds. The camp of the Ereians had a low wall surrounding their camp which would give some trouble if you are on foot with those small spikes all around it, but not a problem when you are riding a mighty war beast that is covered in armor.
"Dug'mhar, follow after me!" Khao'khen shouted towards the clan chief of the Rumbling Clan as he leaned to the right side of his steed, like he was hanging on its back. He had his right foot firmly stepping on the stirrup and used his left hand to grab hold on to the back of his steed. It was quite a risky maneuver, but it would increase their chance of not being suspected of being enemy warriors to their foes.