In the Gale Camp, the night was like water, and the soldiers, exhausted from the day's training, had mostly drifted off to sleep. However, this peaceful night was destined to be shattered by a comical false alarm.
Zhang Er woke up in the middle of the night needing to relieve himself, and stumbled out of his tent with sleepy eyes. As he rubbed his eyes and prepared to take care of business, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dark figure swaying back and forth outside the tent. The figure was shadowy and indistinct in the moonlight, and in an instant, all of Zhang Er's sleepiness vanished as a thought flashed through his mind: "Enemy attack!"
"Enemy!" Zhang Er screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice exceptionally piercing in the quiet night. This single shout was like a giant boulder tossed into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand ripples.
Chapter 148