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 give birth to 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 towards 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. How will they live in the future if they don't have a son by their side to fulfill their filial piety."

"Yang Mazi, why do you think we people are here to fight? We are all 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, 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 war team, similar to a general's personal soldier, and his status was much higher than that of their big-headed soldiers.

Soldiers like them, who want nothing, cannot easily offend the patrol.

"Humph, just sleep quietly at night and march and fight. The general will arrange it. You can just listen to the orders when the time comes... Forget it this time. Next time you hear any noise, you will definitely have to engage in military law."

After the black-faced patrolman frightened him for a while, he quickly left with the handle of his knife.

It wasn't until the footsteps could no longer be heard that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, no one was willing to talk casually and could only look at each other in confusion.

The candles outside made the inside of the tent dim and unclear.

Yang Mazi suddenly whispered: "We are all villagers from ten miles and eight villages. It is not our original intention to come out to fight this time."

"If we die, the whole family will not have a good life. Tomorrow, we will not be able to refuse the war. But once the war breaks out, we should not work hard. If we really can't do it, we will surrender... I will only tell you this.

You tell me, everyone, don’t wear it out and let my head fall to the ground.”

Yang Mazi gritted his teeth and said.

"I will definitely not report it."

"Yes, if you all still want to live, just follow Yang Yingzheng and don't say anything else."

"Anyone who talks nonsense will get into trouble with everyone."

Everyone lowered their voices.

In fact, Yang Mazi was taking risks when he said such things.

But, I still have to say something.

There is no way, everyone wants to survive, if we don't work together, how can we survive.

As for the battle of Sixiang City, he is not optimistic about it.

Going to the imperial court's hometown to fight, it would be amazing if he could win.

Everyone went to sleep with their own thoughts.

They woke up again and were awakened by the sound of a piercing whistle.

"Oh no, the enemy is attacking at night!"

When they opened the tent door, they found everything outside was in chaos.

The soldiers were running around like headless flies, and there were shouts of beating and killing everywhere.

"Get dressed, grab your weapons, and don't say anything."

Yang Mazi shouted with a solemn expression.

These soldiers are not qualified regular soldiers, but farmers who were forcibly recruited a while ago.

Many of them have also practiced some rudimentary boxing and kicking. They trained a little before going on the expedition, but their abilities are indeed very weak.

Moreover, they basically all have night blindness.

If the torch outside goes out, they will become blind in an instant, and they will have no choice but to be slaughtered.

Therefore, Yang Mazi's response is relatively correct and can save his life at the critical moment.

In addition to Yang Mazi's camp, there were many fellow villagers in the same camp, and they all made similar choices.

At this time, inside the Chinese army's tent, Beili Tu was already sitting in the middle.

He originally slept with his armor on.

At this critical moment, everyone knew that the enemy might attack at night, so he was prepared in advance.

"Everyone, the enemy's cavalry has come to attack at night. There should not be many of them. As long as we don't mess up, we won't suffer much loss."

Beili Tu said calmly.

"But, are we just going to swallow our anger like this? The enemy only has a few hundred riders at most. Depending on how many people there are, we can eat them all."

Yang Dingxing frowned. He felt that being defensive like this was a bit too frustrating.

With an army of 70,000 to 80,000 people, are you still afraid of just a few hundred people?

"The enemy is cavalry. How can we pursue them in this dark night? If we are led into a trap by them, we will definitely suffer losses. It's not worth it."

Beilitu didn't think pursuing the enemy was a good idea. In his opinion, they should just guard the camp and wait until dawn.

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