Luo Zheng was unaware of Henriks' anger, leading the troops through mountains and valleys, braving the heat to march. With the prolonged scorching heat, everyone's bodies were reaching their limits. Fortunately, enough water was prepared; otherwise, they might have all collapsed. They walked for an unknown distance, just as the sun was about to set. The troops arrived beneath a cliff formed by a reverse slope, stopping to rest in an indented area.
The mountain peak was about a hundred meters high, severely desertified, with no sign of greenery. Hot winds blew, stirring up West Sand dust, which swirled and raced through the air. The troops hid on the reverse slope to drink water and regain their strength; the long march had almost drained everyone's energy completely.
