Unfortunately, they were destined for another restless night. Not long after everyone had fallen asleep, the originally tightly shut city gates were pulled open with a loud CREAK.
Many people shot up into a sitting position, their eyes fixed intently ahead.
"Is someone coming out?" A person leaning against the city wall noticed movement on the ground under the moonlight.
"What is that?"
Many gathered around. By the light of their torches, they finally saw two blood-soaked figures struggling to crawl across the ground.
"Isn't this He Tuliang? Did he get caught? How is he so badly injured?" Even those who had been driven out by force before only suffered superficial wounds at worst. Seeing him crawling on the ground, leaving a trail of blood in his wake, it was obvious he had been beaten with wooden boards.
