At midnight, at the gate of Changcheng City

The officers and soldiers on duty on the 10th were chatting with their spears. Some were resting against the wall, and some were sitting lazily on sandbags. These people were all drawn from the Gyeonggi army.

It would be reassuring to leave such an important matter as guarding the city gates to regular officers and soldiers.

"Hey, when will this war end? I haven't been home for more than half a year."

"Even so, there's no news."

"I see, no one will be able to go home in a year or two. Haven't you heard that there are more and more rebels?"

"It's really terrible. I can't live a peaceful life even for a single day. This world is probably going to change."

…

A group of men who had been soldiers for many years laughed and cursed at each other. Not only the captured strong men, but also the soldiers transferred from the capital area were also beginning to get tired of fighting.

It's just that the content of their chats is becoming more and more taboo and bold.

The leader was a round-faced captain who was tall and thick. He could barely listen at first, but later he couldn't listen anymore and shouted with a cold face:

"Shut up! You can say these things? Feel what you are holding on your neck. Do you still want it?"

When these veteran scoundrels saw the official getting angry, they immediately shut up. Each one looked more serious than the other.

"I'm tired of living!"

The round-faced captain patted his belly and scolded the man, who felt much better.

"Puff~puff~puff~"

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the distant street, and a large group of soldiers holding bright torches appeared in the round-faced captain's field of vision.

The round-faced captain frowned, took a closer look, and found that this team of about two hundred people were all miscellaneous soldiers.

Because the uniforms worn by these miscellaneous soldiers are different from those of the large army from Gyeonggi Province, they are easy to distinguish.

The old veterans who had just been scolded also looked at this group of people with curiosity. What were they doing here in the middle of the night?

"stop!"

Just when the group of people were about to approach the city gate, the round-faced captain stopped the group of people with his hands on his hips and raised his hand. He had a big belly and looked like one man was in charge of everyone.

"What are you doing? Let the leader speak!" the round-faced captain shouted carelessly.

Dong Mu in the crowd trotted over, stood upright and shouted: "Dong Mu, Centurion of Wucheng Camp, has seen the general!"

The word "general" made the round-faced captain feel happy, but he was not really a general at all.

However, hearing the words "Wuchengying" confirmed the round-faced captain's judgment. This group of people was indeed a mixed bag of soldiers, and his eyes couldn't help but look a little more domineering.

Wuchengying was actually Dong Mu's hometown. The officers and soldiers recruited more than a thousand people to serve as soldiers in their hometown. They named the camp after the place for easy identification.

The round-faced captain relied on his superior rank and asked in an official tone: "What are you doing here? Night patrol? It seems you are not responsible for patrolling here, right?"

The round-faced captain looked at the team as he spoke. He always felt that there was a strange atmosphere hanging over his heart.

Dong Mu nodded and bowed with a flattering look on his face and said: "General, I have been ordered by the peak to come to our defense. The general and brothers can go down and rest."

As he spoke, Dong Mu waved, and the soldiers behind him lined up neatly and walked towards the city gate.

The moment he heard about the substitute, the round-faced captain was a little happy, but he quickly realized something was wrong and shouted in a deep voice:

"Wait! Substitute? Let's take a look at the official document!"

He is not a fool. The city gate has always been guarded by their Gyeonggi army. How come they have someone to guard them in the middle of the night?

Dong Mu's eyes seemed to waver, and he said with a smile on his face:

"Of course, it's business. Come, sir, take a look."

Dong Mu took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to the round-faced captain's hand.

Seeing the official document, the round-faced captain relaxed his guard a little. When he opened it, he found that it was a blank piece of paper with not a single word on it.

The round-faced captain suddenly raised his head: "Damn it! How dare you play tricks on me! You..."

Before he could finish his words, the round-faced captain turned pale with fright and did not dare to move. The blade of the knife with a cold light was already pressed against his chest.

"Don't move! Don't even move!"

"thump!"

"Stand still!"

The soldiers under Dong Mu also went berserk in an instant, holding bright weapons in their hands to subdue the soldiers at the city gate. Some of them tried to resist, but were knocked to the ground mercilessly.

Things happened so fast that most of the soldiers at the city gate had no time to react, nor did they attract the attention of the defenders on top of the city.

"Brother, brother! If you have something to say, please say it and don't do stupid things." The round-faced captain said hesitantly.

He still didn't know what Dong Mu and his group wanted to do, but if they dared to attack the army, it would be a big deal.

"Be honest with me!"

The strength of Dong Mu's hand increased a bit, and the feeling of the cold blade against his skin made the round-faced captain shiver.

The round-faced captain's face looked like a bitter gourd: "Brothers, there are seniors and juniors, please give me a way to survive. If you have any questions, please give me any instructions."

Now it's his turn to nod and bow, what a turn of events.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Dong Mu shouted coldly:

"Tell your people to put down all their weapons! Then open the city gate!"

"Open the city gate?" The round-faced captain froze. He now knew the purpose of Dong Mu and his group.

Rebellion! Let the rebels enter the city!

How dare he open the door?

Seeing that the guy on the knife edge was motionless, Dong Mu's eyes turned cold for a moment: "Then you can't blame me!"

"Don't, don't! Drive, I'll drive!"

Just when a trace of blood appeared on his neck, the round-faced captain tremblingly commanded his soldiers: "Quick! Open the city gate!"

"Why are they standing there in a daze? Open the door!"

Those soldiers looked at me, and he looked at you, and finally opened the city gate amidst the curses of the round-faced captain.

Dong Mu winked at a subordinate next to him, and immediately someone held a torch high and ran out of the city gate, dancing vigorously.

In a private house not far from the city gate, Zhuang Qing, the messenger of King Huai who entered the city, was watching this scene in the dark.

When he saw the city gate open, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Dong Mu was also a little excited and looked blankly outside the city, where a large black shadow was rushing over.

"thump!"

While Dong Mu was dazed, the round-faced captain broke free from the restraints and ran away desperately, shouting at the same time:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Run! Run!"

"Ahhh!"

A commotion suddenly broke out at the city gate, finally attracting the attention of the defenders on top of the city.

When they saw the city gates wide open and a large number of black figures running wildly, their hearts went cold.

"Oh shit!"

Dong Mu cursed angrily and ignored the round-faced captain who escaped, but led his men to quickly control the entire city gate.

An exciting shout rang out:

"Eat his mother! Drink his mother!"

"Open the door to welcome King Huai!"
Chapter completed!