The two men finished their conversation and were about to turn back when they saw He Zhiyuan standing not far away.
"Division commander, regimental commander, it's getting late. Do you think we should inspect other places?" He Zhiyuan stepped forward and asked with a smile.
"Mm, back to camp. How are the warriors eating?" Zhang Jianguo said.
"Rest assured on that point. The warriors work so hard, they surely..." He Zhiyuan hadn't finished his sentence when he saw Qin Jian's face suddenly change.
"Don't talk! Don't move!" Qin Jian shouted loudly.
"What happened?" He Zhiyuan was confused.
"Feel it..." Qin Jian said gravely.
No sooner had he spoken than the earth violently trembled, the mountain shook incessantly, and huge rocks began to roll down toward the base of the mountain.
The nearby camp was already a chaotic mess.
People's screams, cries, and shouts of agony were mingled together, rising into the sky along with the rumbling sound of the mountain fracturing.
