"Land God bless, Land God bless!"
"Let my eldest return safely!"
"Brother Aqiang..."
The crowd prayed in silence, which made the sounds of battle outside the fortress even more piercing.
In front of everyone, Song Wen sat solemnly, equally silent.
"Master."
His wife approached, handing him a bowl: "Have some water."
Song Wen glanced at her and took the bowl, drinking it all at once. The cool, sweet well water settled his anxious heart somewhat.
As the eldest of the nine sons of the Song Family, although he held the position of village chief, he did not know martial arts, so he couldn't fight on the front lines and had to stay in the fortress to oversee the situation.
Listening to the cries of battle outside, he was also filled with unease, even prepared to retreat.
This inner fortress was not the last stand; there were also four tunnels leading to the towers at the four corners of the village and outside.
