Zhang Shigui narrowed his eyes and stared at the Turkic cavalry showing off his horse skills. As Li Shimin's general manager of the horse army, Zhang Shigui's riding skills were naturally useless.

His ancestral home is Hedong, behind the generals.

The great-grandfather Zhang Jun was appointed as the chief clerk of Shaanxi County in the Northern Wei Dynasty and the general of Hengye. His grandfather Zhang He was appointed as the general of the Kaifu of Northern Qi Dynasty. His father Zhang Guo served as the chief clerk of Shaanxi County in the Sui Dynasty. He joined the army in Shaanxi Province and was awarded the military commander of the Grand Commander for his military merits.

It was precisely this origin that Zhang Shigui had the conditions to learn riding and shooting horse lances when he was urinating, and practiced martial arts.

The camels of the caravan formed a large circle, and the camels were lying on the ground by the merchants, which formed a limited amount of defense.

Zhang Shigui raised his head and smelled the smell in the air.

"Hit, what do you smell?"

"The smell of iron and blood, sword and fire." Zhang Shigui said.

The guards from Dunhuang smelled nothing, but sucked a lot of dust.

"Zhang Tou, aren't you afraid? So many Turkic people."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Shigui laughed a few times, remembering that when he brought his servants in his hometown and raised the flag to rebel, he was never afraid. Later, he joined Li Yuan and followed Li Shimin to defeat Xue Rengao.

Once, he had commanded the elite Xuanjia cavalry, and that was the elite. The two or three hundred Turks in front of him were not even elite light cavalry, that is, tribal warriors. If he was carrying Xuanjia cavalry now, not to mention a hundred, only fifty cavalry could kill them.

He couldn't help but think of the team of Qin cavalry he met yesterday. They were called cavalry, armored spear, strict military discipline, brave and strong.

Back then, the Tang cavalry he led was defeated by such a Qin army with Li Shimin in Hedong.

He shook his head and laughed a few times, but didn't know what he was laughing at, so Zhang Shigui stepped forward a few steps.

Asked loudly.

"We are the Daqin caravan. After passing through the treasure land, I don't know who you are blocking the road. Can we make it easier? We are willing to give some silk porcelain?"

Zhang Shigui first asked in Chinese and Turkic.

As a result, a arrogant laugh came from the opposite side.

"Qin people? We are the ones who robbed you Qin people. We want silk and porcelain, so don't leave!"

After saying that, an arrow shot over.

Zhang Shigui turned around and avoided.

Looking at the still trembling feather arrow that landed behind him, he knew that he could not do anything good today.

"Mr. Li, it seems we are not lucky."

"Ask these people where they come from? Are you afraid of my Daqin's anger?"

"Friends, which tribe do you belong to, maybe I still have some friendship with your leader."

But the only answer to Zhang Shigui is the feather arrow.

"It seems that this group of people had planned it for a long time and would not let us talk. Be prepared and hold on to it. How long can it last? I hope those two can bring reinforcements back soon."

Manager Li pulled out the horizontal knife helplessly, "I didn't expect that there would be such a Turkic person who was not afraid of death, so it was really unlucky."

Mr. Xu also drew out his own sword, but he was very grateful to have sent his son away in time.

The Turks began to rush closer.

Zhang Shigui aimed at the bow while saying to everyone, "Everyone should dodge well, if there is a bow, aim and shoot again."

Several cavalry rushed forward first, and they pulled the bow on the horse, but Zhang Shigui quickly released the string and shot a Turkic man who had just pulled the bow halfway down with an arrow.

He almost stopped, and immediately grabbed an arrow from the ground, pulled the bow again, and almost no need to aim too much, and immediately shot an arrow.

This arrow still accurately hit a Turkic man and shot him down.

Someone in the caravan applauded.

Zhang Shigui set his bow again and shot down another horse.

Three arrows were fired in a row, and three arrows shot and killed the three cavalry Turks who rushed in the front.

These three arrows are really a rabbit rising and falling, clean and beautiful.

The three Turkic horses that had lost their master ran forward for a while, then turned around and ran away.

The Turkic people's screams stopped suddenly.

"Friends, we are willing to give you some silk and porcelain, please leave!" Zhang Shigui shouted again, but all he received was the angry roar and scolding of the Turks.

More Turks began to rush over.

"Dry!"

Zhang Shigui yelled while gritting his teeth.

Feather arrows flew, horse hooves shaking the ground.

People roar and horses neigh.

Screams kept ringing.

The caravan with more than 100 people and more than 20 guards was no match for more than 200 Turkic cavalry. No matter how powerful Zhang Shigui's archery technique is, in this wasteland in the Western Regions, he could only defend the Turkic cavalry by relying on some camels to block it.

"Dog slave!"

Zhang Shigui had already shot a pot of arrows, and he probably had to shoot at least ten thieves, but it was still useless. There were more businessmen falling around him.

Most of them suffer because they do not have crossbows, only horizontal swords, and even shields.

After all, these are just businessmen.

"How many more are alive in the Guard?"

"Zhang Tou, I'm still alive."

"Tan San is still alive."

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Zhang Shigui lowered his head and lay behind several boxes of goods. It contained silk, porcelain, tea and other popular Central Plains merchants, but at this time the luggage was stained with blood.

After a moment of thought, he was surprised to find that only three of his twenty subordinates had died and seven were injured. Yes, his usual training was not in vain.

These are all from Dunhuang like him, but they are also not natives from Dunhuang. Most of them are military farmers from all over the country, and most of them are convicted and sent to the exile like him. All of these people are good martial arts. Some have been thieves, some have been soldiers, some have been generals and chiefs of anti-army. Anyway, in the chaotic times at the end of the Sui Dynasty, they can't tell who was the soldier and who was the thief. In short, the people he found were all those who had been on the battlefield and had seen people who had killed people with blood. Without this experience, they dare not say that they would make money by running to the Western Regions guards.

It was not easy to exile to Dunhuang military farming. They were all wastelands that had to be reclaimed. The cultivated land still lacked fertility. At the beginning, there was no harvest. Although the court exempted them from five years of land tax, they had to start from scratch, and everything had to be purchased from the beginning. It was not easy to live without money.

For example, Zhang Shigui was a general in the past, and was a Duke of the State, and was unwilling to live in the cave for the rest of his life, and even his wife and children were sick, he had no money to get medicine. So he organized some like-minded people to help him. During the slack season, the guards of the caravans traveled to the Western Regions and made a lot of money after a trip. Although they were not as good as merchants, they needed the capital to trade goods, which was what they lacked the most. However, they had martial arts and experience, but they were exactly what the caravan needed.

The wife at home is still waiting for him to go back, the children at home are still waiting for him to go back, and the mother at home is still waiting for him to go back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shigui yelled, "Stop it, there are still people in the house waiting for us to go back. Don't die, keep it!"

The caravan leader Li also lay behind a pile of goods and shouted, "Kill the thieves and the caravan rewarded each guard with five thousand coins!"

"Did you hear it? Keep it and get the reward!" Zhang Shigui shouted, Zhang Gong took an arrow, got up, shot a Turkic man who was rushing towards him, and then quickly fell down.

Several feathered arrows passed by, and they would die sooner.

"Stay!"
Chapter completed!