Night falls.

Many soldiers had already had dinner and entered the camp to rest.

Except for a few patrols patrolling everywhere to keep watch, the soldiers were almost all in a daze.

Inside one of the tents, a large group of soldiers from the Yang Family Army were leaning on a temporary shop.

"Niu Laosan, your wife is about to have a baby."

Yang Mazi held a dry cigarette and smoked it.

"What does it have to do with you?" Niu Laosan's eyes were as big as a cow's eyes, his thick arms were folded around his chest, and he looked at Yang Mazi coldly.

"Don't be so excited. I didn't have any plans for your wife. I've been married a long time ago. My baby is almost walking."

Yang Mazi shouted.

He used to grow up in the same village as Niu Laosan's wife. They were childhood sweethearts and had a very good relationship.

But after all, he didn't see eye to eye, and in the end, he married another girl from another village.

But Niu Laosan kept it in mind and had a bad attitude toward him, always suspecting that he would interfere.

"Hey, that's right, it's been many years."

Niu Laosan suddenly looked a little sad.

"What? Do you miss your wife and children?"

Yang Mazi said.

"I think about it, why don't I think about it? I still miss my parents. They are old and have a lot of problems. Without a son by their side to fulfill their filial piety, how will they live in the future?"

"Yang Mazi, why do you think we people are here to fight? Everyone is living a good life, and the court is not bad, so why should we rebel against the court?" Niu Laosan looked puzzled.

He didn't want to fight, but he had no choice. The entire Bozhou belonged to the Yang family. When the Yang family gave the order, he could only follow the Yang family.

"Shh, keep your voice down, be careful not to be heard!" Yang Mazi looked around.

"What are you afraid of? We all think so."

"Yes, we are living a good life, so why are we fighting? Just to make us die, right?"

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that my family will have a hard time without me."

"The Yang family is very mean. If I die, it will be over. My wife will definitely remarry. Who will take care of my two children in the future?"

Others in the camp could not help but shed tears as they talked.

"Everyone, please take care of yourself. Your life is yours. Don't rush out and die."

Yang Mazi shouted.

"That's right, Brother Yang is right."

"Yes, we all listen to Brother Yang."

"What Brother Yang says, we will do."

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

Among them, Yang Mazi was not only the most upright, but also the best and smartest in martial arts.

"Everyone, please stop talking. Someone is coming outside."

Yang Mazi said.

Everyone in the tent immediately shut up and fell silent.

Among these people, only Yang Mazi had practiced internal strength, and his eyes and ears were very sensitive, and he could hear sounds coming from far away.

Just when everyone was silent, the sound of footsteps outside was heard, and not long after, the curtain on the tent was opened.

"If you don't sleep at night, who is making the noise?"

A black-faced patrolman appeared in front of everyone. He put his palm on the handle of the knife at his waist and glanced at everyone coldly.

"Sir, we were talking earlier about how to attack tomorrow."

Yang Mazi said with a smile.

This black-faced patrolman was a member of the supervising team, similar to a general's personal soldier, and had a much higher status than the big-headed soldiers like them.
Chapter completed!