The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 165 The Rebirth of Dreams

The morning sun shone through the mist onto the gates of Nanyang Prefecture, the cool air filled with the fragrance of dew. Outside the gates, refugees, ragged and haggard, eagerly awaited their opportunity. After a night of torment, today was a matter of life and death.

Among the refugees were farmers driven to nowhere by hunger, and families displaced by war. Old man Zhang held his young grandson's hand, his heart filled with anxiety and longing. He gazed into his grandson's large, innocent eyes and silently said, "For you, I must charge into this dangerous city." Meanwhile, young mother Li Cui'er, cradling her one-month-old baby, wore a look of fatigue, yet her eyes burned with hope. She knew that only by breaking into the city could she hope for her child's survival.

The refugees' eyes revealed a look of unyielding anger, as if declaring their resolve. They gathered here, determined to break through the city gate at all costs and attack the prosperous life of Nanyang Prefecture. Old Man Zhang's voice echoed among the troops: "Brothers, for our future, charge!"

The moment the city gates were fully opened, refugees poured into the city like a tide, their shouts and cries mingling in a deafening cacophony. This once bustling and bustling city was now thrown into panic by the refugees' commotion. Seeing this, shop owners closed their doors, filled with fear, trying to escape the impending storm.

The refugee leader shouted from the front, his voice trembling, "Hurry, follow me! Find a safe place to settle down first, and wait until the city gates are closed before moving!" He knew he had to stabilize the group first to avoid panic and losing sight of their goal. The refugees nodded in response, rushing towards the streets and alleys of the city center, searching for hidden corners, hoping for a chance of survival. Their hearts were filled with longing and hatred: hatred for the powerful who had oppressed them, and a longing to change their fate.

Behind the refugees, Yun Junyu and Yin Ce quietly observed everything from a teahouse on the official road near the city gate, their eyes flickering with calculation. Yun Junyu's heart was filled with anticipation; the plan was finally about to be implemented. "They're finally moving," Yin Ce whispered, his eyes fixed on the influx of refugees. "Once they're settled and the city gates are closed, we can start our plan."

Suddenly, the city's guards, alarmed by the influx of refugees, sounded the alarm bells. The bells echoed through the air like war drums, alerting the city's residents to the impending riot. The guards sprang into action, attempting to organize an effective resistance to stem the influx.

"Hurry! We can't let so many people pour into the city! We must conduct an investigation!" The soldiers at the city gate shouted anxiously, doing their utmost to prevent the refugees from entering. However, the refugees' anger erupted like a volcano. They rushed forward recklessly, each eager to find a glimmer of hope in this chaos, and ignored the guards' attempts to stop them.

At that moment, a resounding bell rang from the city. The sound was dull and urgent, like a warning, alerting everyone that the commotion outside had attracted attention. The refugees' fighting spirit was ignited even more fiercely, and they rushed towards the prosperous direction, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of hope and despair.

They charge towards that once prosperous dreamland, carrying endless fatigue and hardship, searching for a place to settle down. At this moment, the city's order is broken and the people's fate becomes confusing. In this chaos, will someone stand up and save the city from danger?