I felt like I was standing at the back of a mini music concert field. Because in front of me, there are already people clustered. They focus on looking ahead.
But instead of a cheer of joy that sounded in the air, instead, the silence of the impending storm filled the air.
They silently stared ahead.
In front of the crowd of people, there was a wooden stage applied to it. The wooden stage was neither wide nor high, maybe only about 30 meters wide and 1 meter high.
Think of it as a stage play that you usually see.
However, the wooden stage was a very suitable place for making announcements, not for staging plays.
I followed everyone's gazes, where they were focused on looking ahead.
Not the wooden stage, but the existence of the poor soldiers on the wooden stage that made me and the others focus on the future.
There are about 30 soldiers up there.
Their appearance is the same as the two poor soldiers who led me here.