"What's the situation in Yongcheng Prefecture?" Qin San Lang asked Mu Tong, who had come to meet them.
Uncle Mu Tong was still the same as before, leading a group ahead of them to scout the way, gather information, and replenish various consumed supplies.
Mu Tong looked around both sides of the post station and lowered his voice, saying, "No one wants to be the first to fill the pit, so everyone is stopping here to observe."
Niu Dabao was shocked to hear this: "What? Are these people so afraid of death? If they're afraid to die, why be soldiers at all?!"
With these words, all the soldiers on both sides of the road looked their way, their eyes glaring unfriendly at them.
Some even drew their swords, pointing at Niu Dabao, saying, "Where are you from? Dare to speak negatively about us, don't want to live, do you? If you've got the skills, don't stop here, set off right away to fight the Rong people!"
