Bab 266: The Greedy Mouse Lord (1) The Attack

Under the hot sun, Lyan and his task force rode swiftly toward the eastern pass, the lifeline for Grafen's supplies. The horses' hooves pounded against the dirt road, a rhythmic reminder of the urgency of their mission. Lyan's mind raced as he considered the best approach to cutting off these crucial resources. He glanced back at his team—a mix of seasoned mercenaries and soldiers handpicked for their agility and combat prowess. Among them was Borton, his towering figure and calm demeanor providing a reassuring presence.

"We'll reach the pass by nightfall," Lyan called out, his voice steady despite the growing tension. "Stay alert. Our success depends on swift and precise action."

As dusk settled, the task force arrived at a vantage point overlooking the narrow pass. Lyan signaled for them to dismount and gather. The group huddled around a hastily drawn map, the dim light of a lantern casting long shadows over their faces.