At the time of sunset, Huangfu Yi followed Mr. Feng Sr. out of the camp. Along the way, other vassal soldiers assigned to the night patrol tonight joined them. Counting them, there were fourteen men in the squad, and they all exited through the South Gate, while the city's iron gate slowly closed behind them.
This group of soldiers appeared unimpressive, resembling lazy, experienced soldiers, with their gray Lingwu Army great cloaks sloppily draped on them as if they had just woken up and wrapped themselves in dirty bed sheets.
