When Gu Chenfeng stepped out of the dormitory.
Bonfires and torches already burned throughout the barracks, illuminating the enormous square.
The entire army stood poised as if facing a formidable enemy, soldiers converging on the center of the camp like a tide.
He hurried to the central square as well.
In less than the time it took an incense stick to burn.
All thirty thousand combat troops of the Blackwater Army, along with tens of thousands of noncombat personnel, had assembled.
Gu Chenfeng stood at the very front of the Seventh Thousand-Household Battalion's Tenth Hundred-Household unit.
Beside him, the other nine Hundred-Household Commanders of the Seventh Thousand-Household Battalion and over three thousand officers and soldiers were all present.
At that moment, the tall, voluptuous Thousand-Household Commander, Zuo Yutang, clad in silver armor.
Stood before the crowd with an enormous sword resting on her shoulder.
Unusually silent, she surveyed everyone with a grave, solemn gaze.
Only after the entire Seventh Thousand-Household Battalion had assembled.
Did she speak. "A Barbarian Tribe army is attacking the city tonight. You will follow me outside to establish defenses."
"What?!"
Although Zuo Yutang's tone was calm and her words brief.
To the officers and soldiers, they were no less than a thunderclap.
They swept away all the drowsiness of this late-night assembly!
"A Barbarian Tribe army is attacking the city!"
Those words had not been heard on the border battlefields for ten years.
Some could scarcely believe their ears.
Even though word had spread through the camp today that a large barbarian detachment was lurking within the Blackwater Army's patrol zone.
Everyone had thought, at most, that the Barbarian Tribe might be planning some harassment, certainly not an attack on the city.
In the minds of some soldiers who had enlisted more recently.
The Barbarian Tribe