The soldiers would have posed a lot of questions if the General was new in his position, but 'General Long Zhao Xue' had led them for a while now, so they decided to trust him. Each commandant went out in a hurry and arranged their troops in formation to prepare for an attack.
Nevertheless, the urgency of the order was lost when it reached the lowest rank soldiers. They sluggishly moved about to pour gunpowder and oil outside of the base. They all could not stop yawning.
"Brother Yang, what's up with our commandants tonight? Did they have some kind of hallucinations? Even ghosts are asleep. Who would attack so late into the night?"
Brother Yang yawned and blinked at the barrel of gunpowder that he was holding. He carefully poured out the content bit by bit on the ground.
"I don't know, Brother Mu. Why don't you ask yours? I am also sleepy. Today I had to go with my commandant to check the borders too. I am also very exhausted."
