Chapitre 572: Up the Cisran Hills

"Men! Remember, no noise! Approach the city as quietly as possible," It was late one night when one of the Tibian commanders said this to his unit.

The lands he said this from were very different from their usual camp, for they were at the foot of a valley overlooking the manor, and were armed to the teeth and ready to fight.

And at their commander's order, the unit only responded with a silent nod, in order to keep the silence.

Though the commander could not really determine how many of the men had heard and responded to him given how dark it was.

But he did notice some silhouettes along the frontlines move and sway to his words and that was enough to assume everyone heard it.

Thus, satisfied with given his instruction, the order to move soon came and the fateful march up the hill began.