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Puh-puh-puh!

One after another, people were shot down to the ground, screaming as they were trampled over, falling into pools of blood, their cries gradually fading away.

By the time over a thousand Liang people reached the Camp, already three to four hundred had died.

The remaining five to six hundred, carrying ladders, directly leaned them against the Camp walls and climbed up in tears and shouts.

"Don’t throw stones, don’t throw stones."

"Stop pouring feces! Stop, please, I beg you."

"I never meant to charge the ranks, I just want to live, let me up. Once I’m up, I definitely won’t kill, I want to surrender, I want to go home."

"I’m from the Liang army, I want to return to my unit, I want to return to the Camp."

"Don’t kill me."

Hundreds of people from Liang were jammed beneath the Camp, crying and pleading to the heavens.

The Liang soldiers on the wall, seeing this scene, each revealed an expression of being unable to bear it on their faces.

Below them, not long before, were their own comrades.

Yet in this short Time, both sides had crossed swords on the Battlefield.

No, it should be said that it was they who unilaterally faced arms against each other.

"Platoon leader, these are all our people from Liang, how about we let them up?"

"Yeah, didn’t we say we were short of troops? There are hundreds of people there, if we let them up and reorganize them, won’t we have enough soldiers?"

"My brother was also assigned to Gu Shu not long ago. I don’t know if he is among these prisoners. What if I accidentally kill him while being severe?"

"My father was also assigned over to Ning Ling."

"My uncle is in Yu City."

Many of the soldiers Guarding the city from Liang were similarly distressed and pleaded with their superiors.

However, the pleas fell on deaf ears for the Camp Commander, who simply said coldly, "Pour the feces, throw stones, push the ladders, carry out the Military Order."

This merciless command painfully stung many of the Liang soldiers.

The fate of those former comrades below served as a constant reminder that, should they too be captured in the future, the same fate would very likely befall them.

What if one day, forced to storm the Camp, they cried out just like this, and their former comrades showed no mercy—what then?

This thought was on many people’s minds.

"Sir, they are all our comrades."

"Sir, please let them in... Ah!"

Pu-chi!

With a muffled sound followed by a scream, the Camp Chief General pulled out his sword, and the loudest protesting Liang soldier fell to the ground.

The general looked around at the stunned people and pointed towards the distance, to the Chu army slowly approaching, coming their way, "Do you see those Chu people over there?

It’s because you hesitate to act, allowing those people below to block the way, that they are advancing towards us.

It may seem easy to accept these people, but how will you deal with the chaos after they climb up?

Would you like to be flustered when you go to face the Chu people?

Can the Camp be defended then?

And who knows if any Chu people are among those below?

If there is a Spy among them, causing turmoil when the Chu people attack, what then?

If then the Camp falls and you all are captured, you will be the next one forced to charge against the enemy at swordpoint and spearpoint."

Many Liang soldiers looked over,

and indeed, they saw that behind those Liang prisoners, ranks of Chu soldiers were pressing forward towards them.

These Chu people were closing in fast, and perhaps in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they could reach them.

In this short span of time, it would definitely be impossible to settle the hundreds of Liang prisoners below in the Camp.

Once everything became a chaotic mess, it was even possible that Spies would emerge, which meant the Camp indeed could not be defended.

Moreover, on the wall of the fort, by now fifty or sixty Liang prisoners had climbed up, creating a disordered scene which turned the once orderly walls into a mess.

In that Region, it was impossible for the Liang soldiers to Guard the city effectively.

Several low-level Liang officers, at this time with their subordinates, sweat-drenched, were frantically arranging these comrades who had escaped up, faces tense with urgency.

"Order those prisoners to be immediately taken into the camp’s interior, to be well guarded. Anyone who dares to cause trouble, kill without mercy."

The Camp Chief General saw this and immediately ordered sternly.

"Yes!"

A few Personal Guards took the order and led a team to handle the situation.

After issuing the order, the Camp Chief General didn’t bother with it anymore and continued to issue commands, "Everyone else, immediately stick to your duties. There are no Liang people below the city, nor are there comrades, only the enemy.

Don’t listen to what they shout; just kill them for me.

If there’s any hesitation or delay, military law will be enforced! Kill!"

Under the harsh Military Order, the soldier who had been making noise on the ground was still bleeding out, but his breath had ceased.

The Chu army was drawing near in the distance.

Under the gory example and the Threat, the many Liang soldiers no longer dared say more.

At the calls and commands of their Company Commanders and team generals, each one clenched their teeth, lifted stones and feces, and then, amidst the cries and shouts below, they closed their eyes and threw them down.

In an instant, cries of agony were unceasing to the ear.

"Fuck! These officials don’t treat us like countrymen at all."

"A bunch of heartless bastards, even killing their own comrades."

"Let’s fight them!"

"I always knew these officials couldn’t be trusted; instead of begging them, better to listen to the Chu people, storm the Camp, and vie for wealth and honor."

Below, having faced a barrage of attacks in an instant, the Liang prisoners, under extreme despair and a sense that they had been betrayed, finally developed a rebellious mentality.

Their eyes red, they begged no more.

One by one, they climbed the walls with gritted teeth, and then, taking advantage of some of their former comrades who were still hesitant, they grabbed their short swords and stabbed forward without hesitation.