"Bring the prisoner and the prison cart into the tent!"
For the officers inside the West Camp's main tent, the man on the prison cart had become more than just remnants of the Yun Clan, he also represented a treasure, a mountain of gold.
For such an important prisoner, no amount of formality was excessive.
After receiving the order, the warrant officer left the tent and ran through the dark training ground to the outside of the camp, instructing the leading officer in charge of escorting the prisoner, "By the camp commander's orders, notify the first battalion to unbind and escort the prisoner into the dungeon, to await interrogation tomorrow!"
"Understood!" The officer saluted the warrant officer and then ordered the soldiers escorting the prison cart, "Unbind the prisoner, throw him into the dungeon!"
The door of the prison cart opened, and the warriors, fierce as wolves and tigers, dragged out the fatty by his limbs and, with four men carrying him, took him to the dungeon.
