The man looked down and his mouth immediately dropped open. What was going on? Why were there so many people lying here, all staring at him with wide eyes?
Before he could react, Xiang Yu quickly grabbed his legs and pulled him down. One hand covered his mouth while the other knocked him unconscious.
"Number Three, put on his clothes," Xiang Yu quickly instructed.
He had fought his way here to have his brothers replace these people, and to open a safe passage.
Number Three hurried over, stripped the man's clothes off, and put them on himself. Just as he was changing clothes.
At this moment, a ten-person squad up front marched over in formation.
They looked into the distance, their steps in sync, very orderly.
"Numbers Four to Thirteen, fall out and get ready. We need to take down this squad," Xiang Yu said sternly.
After all, this was a squad, not just one person. A slight mistake and they could be exposed.
