Lying on his hard bed, Feng Xiyan opened his eyes. He swiftly put on his clothes and armor, grabbed his black sword from the weapon rack, and headed straight for the wall.
Along the way, he encountered Wu Ruizhan and the others. After exchanging nods, Feng Xiyan continued toward the wall, the rest following closely behind.
By the time they reached the garrison wall, the soldiers were already fully prepared for battle.
Seeing Feng Xiyan arrive, the soldier who had first spotted the fire in the distance clasped his fists. "This subordinate greets the Great General."
"What happened?" Feng Xiyan asked.
"Reporting to the Great General. About a quarter of a shichen ago, this subordinate noticed flickering lights in the distance. After observing them, we confirmed they were torches and immediately sounded the war drum."
After listening to the report, Feng Xiyan calmly issued an order. "Turn on the spotlights."
"Yes, Great General."
