The entire caravan was arranged in three vertical columns.
Looking back, the caravan was incredibly long, with more than 300 carriages stretching far into the distance.
Every carriage was packed full; only Zhao Chi's was relatively empty.
"Zhao Chi, could our soldiers' personal bundles go on your carriage? I see it's still quite empty."
Tie Shan pointed at the soldiers in front.
"You can."
"Great." Tie Shan called out to the soldiers, "A few of you, put your bundles up here. Pack them in tight."
"Yes, Captain Tie."
More than twenty soldiers gathered around and put down their bundles.
These contained their personal bedrolls, which were a bit cumbersome to carry on horseback.
They weren't heavy anyway, so Zhao Chi had no reason to refuse.
Once the twenty-odd bundles were piled on, Zhao Chi's carriage also became bulging and stuffed.
Soon, the time reached 9:00.
The entire caravan had finished its preparations.
