"The storeroom is on fire, it's on fire..."
"The storeroom is aflame, it's aflame."
"Everyone shut up, shut up now, no more shouting!"
"It's a raging fire, the storeroom is burning, all the food is gone!"
"The Xia Army has already broken in, run for your lives, run!"
"The Xia Army will slaughter the whole camp, run..."
.........
In a wooden house behind the storeroom in the camp, Lu Yun dressed in white with sword in hand, along with Han Li and six junior brothers, led three hundred people crouching on the second floor, listening to the noisy screams outside with excitement in their eyes.
It's not just the storeroom; the surrounding camp buildings, even residential areas, the entire camp is covered in smoke and chaos inflames the scene.
The sound of fighting near the east gate had already put most of the city in a state of extreme tension, and this sudden fire completely ignited their internal panic and fear.
