It was unknown if this was some kind of trap or the person wearing the white robes was just some kind of madman, but considering that they had to hurry, Thorne and his soldiers didn't have a choice but to push forward.
As such, they began to walk forward. Of course, there were tons of men and not all of them had horses. As such, their speed was much slower than the scots.
As they pushed forward, the soldier who had spoken with the girl scout earlier began retelling her story. Wanting to make it more interesting, he changed a few details here and there. After he told his version, they also began to tell the tale, with other people adding their own changes in turn.
As such, from a sole madman, the story that there was a ghost that was stationed ahead of the city with the intent to stop them had been born.
Thorne didn't bother trying to stop the gossip. Why would he? Let them talk. If it kept morale high, it served its purpose.
