Yesterday, they were still in the workshops, farms, and arenas of Black-corner City. Threatened by the noble elders' whips, they kept squeezing out all their blood and sweat. Today, they were filled with anger. The rebel soldiers who fought back in the desperate situation did not lack the courage to face death.
What they lacked the most was a backbone and a calm, wise brain, telling them what to do and how to do it.
Therefore, when someone shouted, "North, north!", everyone looked to the north without thinking twice.
They immediately realized that the north of Black-corner City was indeed different from the other areas.
The fire there was less intense, and the smoke was lighter. There were also no deafening explosions or collapsing sounds.
The chaos in the north seemed to have subsided. It was very likely that the rat militia had completely taken control of the area.
Immediately, everyone shouted at the same time, "North! North!"
