Thirty li to the northeast of Nanyang Prefecture City, there was a small mountain called Tangshan.
At the foot of the mountain ran a river known as the Fenxi River, which wound its way around the mountain.
The Tangshan Army was stationed to the south of Tangshan and north of the Fenxi River.
On the official road, more than ten ox carts, loaded with heavy goods, moved slowly towards the small Tangshan.
Chen Mu sat on the right side of an ox cart, behind him the cart was filled with bamboo baskets holding all sorts of seasonal vegetables, oil, salt, and condiments.
The journey went smoothly, and even though the ox carts were slow, by morning, the convoy had arrived at the Tangshan Army's camp.
"Dawang, don't wander around once you're in the camp, just keep your head down and work,"
"Even though we are part of the Laborer Camp, the rules are still strict."
"If you break military law, I can't protect you either," Sun Enqi said seriously.
