Such incidents occurred most often not in military camps, but in prisons. With so many prisoners locked in cramped cells, someone would often go mad, stirring up the others until some began screaming or even harming themselves, creating a "Prison Roar."
After every Camp Roar, all the soldiers would suffer psychological wounds. Without three to five months of recuperation, they could not return to the battlefield.
Zhang Qingfeng sent another message.
"They must have prepared for this long ago. Neither you nor I can enter those camps. If we make any move, they'll trigger a Camp Roar ahead of time, then pin it on us all the same! Even if we use Tongue Blossoms Thunder, the Deer Gate Marquis will probably borrow the Temple of Sages' Literary Qi to seal us before we finish the first word! Right now, the highest authority in Pearl City is the Deer Gate Marquis, not you, the Pearl River Marquis!"
A bitter smile appeared on Fang Yun's face. He already faced one pressure after another, and now the threat of a Camp Roar engulfing the entire army had been piled on top.
Fang Yun knew perfectly well that if the army erupted into a Camp Roar, his journey through Book Mountain would end with a shattered full stop!
"Ah..."
The earlier sigh had been Zhang Longxiang's. This time, it was Fang Yun who sighed.
Fang Yun gazed at the sky, suddenly remembering his distant friends and family. One familiar face after another surfaced in his mind, yet they had begun to feel unfamiliar.
Fang Yun fell silent, realizing that the pressure he had endured these past days was too great. He had immersed himself too deeply in playing Zhang Longxiang, until these experiences had begun to affect him.
"The Ninth Mountain certainly lives up