Meanwhile, a scout lying on the hill above was suddenly startled; as if he had felt something, he stood up and then hurriedly grabbed a few stones from his pocket.
Instantly these stones started floating up and arranged in four directions; suddenly the stone aiming at the north turned black, and the scout's face changed; he hurriedly lowered his head and shouted toward the tent,
"Hurry up! Bandits are coming from the north." After shouting loudly, he hurriedly ran toward the tent that belonged to him; after picking up the useful items he had left behind, he left the bed and tent in the same place and ran away toward the south direction.
While commotion spread through the passengers, all of them ran out of the tents as if iron balls were ejecting out from the cannons, flying around at fast speed with fear and anxiousness spreading through their hearts.