Slaughter (1)

Some time ago, at the Tiger Head Mountain camp.

The moonlight shone down with a clear gaze, and the mountain wind was cold.

While the camp was quite quiet, the people of Tiger Head Mountain were not asleep. Instead, they were holding weapons and resting, waiting for orders.

In the main tent, the four leaders of Tiger Head Mountain, Guo Haishen, and Fang Zhen were discussing the situation in low voices around the brazier.

"Before Second Brother left, he instructed that if he succeeded, the enemy's main stronghold would definitely be in chaos. He wants us to be prepared to receive him at any time. I wonder how he's doing now."

Guo Haishen reached out to warm himself up as he dully spoke.

Hong Dingxian replied in a deep voice, "The boys are resting and can attack at any time, but I'm afraid they're not used to night battles."