"What wolf? What demon? All nonsense!" Major Felter deliberately spoke loudly: "I think he's just scared out of his wits!"
Felter patted the walls and door of the barn, pretending to be unconcerned, trying to dispel the impact of the sudden situation: "This house is very sturdy, enough to be used as a fortress. If the rebels could break in, they would have done it long ago! Why would they need to crawl around outside like ants? Tonight, each Hundred-Men Squad will take turns standing guard, everyone else, use the time to rest."
Inside the barn, it was completely silent, only the rumble from outside the walls could be heard.
The soldiers neither spoke nor did they rest as the major suggested; they just leaned on their weapons and stood quietly in place.
A soldier from the Maplestone City squad mustered the courage to timidly ask, "Major, but I heard that among the rebel generals, there really is a wolf..."
