Chapter 64. Arrest

"Run, you slugs! Whip them harder!"

"We're already doing that without you telling us, so stop nagging!"

"The horses aren't foaming at the mouth yet!! That means they still have stamina, so keep whipping!"

The Pursuit Squad raced. At a speed close to the maximum attainable with the transportation of this era.

They switched to spare horses to prevent exhaustion, pushing the animals to their limits to maximize mobility.

Their momentum was so great that dust flew up from the frozen ground, despite it being late winter.

A side effect of the forced march, pushing the road, the warhorses, and the men to the extreme.

"Guh, ugh. I-Is this alright?!"

"What is?"

"We're going too fast! I've ridden horses quite a bit, but at this rate we'll all collapse before half a day!"...