Very quickly, most of the people gathered. Yang Hu asked his confidant, "Have all his men been taken care of?"
The confidant named Shunzi, a fifteen-year-old orphan picked up by Yang Hu, blinked his bright eyes and cautiously said, "Rest assured, Brother Hu, it's all been dealt with."
Yang Hu nodded, then stood at the forefront and shouted, "Brothers, years of our planning come down to this moment. Are you willing to live and die with me, Yang Hu, advancing and retreating together?"
"Willing!"
"Willing!"
The brothers below raised their weapons high, shouting exuberantly, their voices resounding one after another!
"Very well, reinforcements have already broken through the North Gate. We will fight our way out now and join them."
"Fight our way out!"
"Fight our way out!"
Amidst the rallying cries, Shunzi distributed red cloth strips to everyone.
"Remember to tie them well, so we don't get harmed by our allies."
