Twelve corpses were laid in a row on the drill ground. They were clean, without any bloodstains. Each corpse had a very tiny wound on the chest, as well as both sides of the head near the temple. It was these wounds that took their lives.
The soldiers who were training on the drill ground had all rushed to the walls, and the defensive mechanism of the city had been fully activated. A grayish white fog pervaded the wilderness about a hundred miles from the wall, and there were some strange shadows moving in it. They seemed to resemble humans, but if one looked carefully, they were actually shadows of twisting and bending figures. The fog was the first defensive barrier of Ningbo City – 'The Hundred Weeping Ghosts of the Yellow Spring!'