On the city of Guancheng, two horses climbed the city wall along the original horse path, and now they stood on the remaining section of the east wall.

The man on the right was tall, with several scars on his face and a felt hat on his head. He squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd formed in the distance, as well as the cavalry who had quickly gathered, and could not help but burst into laughter with contempt.

"Is this what your master has assigned you? Is there a few people that I need to lead 300 cavalry over here? Give me a hundred people and I can slaughter them." The man said with a sarcasm and spoke in unproficient Chinese.

"Bormu, pay attention to your tone." The middle-aged man next to the man frowned and said coldly.

"Hmph, pay attention to your tone. I am different from you. We are just a cooperative relationship. Unlike you, we are a dog of his." Bormu made a disdainful voice.

"Is that so? Without our material support, you can be active until now?" The man was not angry, but asked with a sneer.

Bormud paused for a moment, and did not worry about this matter, but sneered and said, "Okay, let me tell your master that this time the matter is over, and we must not lose a single piece of supplies. Otherwise, he will ask someone else to do this job for him next time."

"Don't worry, the master said, if this is done well, you will add 30% of the materials you promised to do." The man also said happily.

"Hahaha, okay, I like you Han people with just one word. Don't worry, none of these people can escape." Bormu immediately laughed happily and said.

"What? Are you not going to go on?"

"No, if only more than 80 old men with white beards and less than a thousand lambs needed me to do anything, we would have died long ago." Bormu's lips curled up a grim smile.

Under the city wall below them, three hundred Turkic cavalry had already been arranged, but they were not neat. In fact, these were not elite cavalry of the Turks. Although the Western Turks covered a large area, like more nomadic peoples, there were not many elite cavalry of their direct Turkic Khans.

More of them are herders nomads on their grasslands. When the Turks face war, the Turkic Khan will send people to various large, medium and small tribes. Even a small tribe with only a few families will have to send at least one adult man to the war!

So they can easily gather hundreds of thousands of troops.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of these armies may not be very strong, but these herdsmen who survived several wars are actually not inferior to the professionally trained cavalry in the Central Plains.

Although the cavalry under Bormu also came from various small tribes, they were all veterans who had lived several wars, which was also the source of Bormu's confidence. Not to mention these old soldiers, even if they faced the same number of elite soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, Bormu was not afraid!

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When more than 300 cavalry came out of the opposite city, the old soldiers around Huo Gang were silent, but no one spoke or ran away. Everyone silently pulled out the long swords around their waists, and even had some broken mouths.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Huo Gang at the forefront, and they were the courage of soldiers. In the past, when their old general was there, the major general had basically never been on the battlefield several times, and there was never even such a dangerous time.

But at this moment, the major general who they felt was afraid was still sitting steadily on the horse's back, in front of everyone, his body remained motionless, just like a mountain.

They seemed to see the old general's back again.

Wu Ping, not far away, looked at the scene in front of him silently. The people around him were in chaos. After all, they were all ordinary people. Even though they had followed the old general to survive in the Western Regions for so many years, they were still just people.

But even the people knew what the outcome would be like if more than eighty riders met more than three hundred Turks!

"Don't be confused!" Wu Ping's mouth roared, and the old voice overwhelmed the whistling northwest wind around him. "Everyone took up weapons. If the Major General and the others died in battle, we cannot live alone! But before death, we must let them know that if they want to massacre us, they will also have to pay a price!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then they picked up everything that could barely serve as weapons from the side. Children and the elderly were surrounded by men, even some men who were only thirteen or fourteen years old, as well as some strong women, were standing in front.

No one stepped back, no one ran away.

Several women in their twenties also resolutely handed the child, who was only a few years old or even a few months in their arms to the old man in the middle of the crowd, and stood in front with a guy who could act as a weapon.

The air seemed to have become quiet, with only the occasional sneezing of war horses and the constant whistling northwest wind.

Bormu on the city wall naturally saw the reaction of the crowd surrounded by horse-drawn carriages, but a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In his opinion, even the lamb that took up the weapon was still a lamb, and it could not stop the hunter from slaughtering.

Bormu pulled out a long knife from his waist, then put his left hand in his mouth, and whistled violently.

When the cavalry below heard the whistle, the Turkic man who was leading the lead immediately showed a grim smile on his face, and he pulled out his long sword and shouted loudly in Turkic words: "Kill! No one left!"

"Kill!" All the Turks pulled out their long swords, made strange screams, and then activated the horses and rushed directly towards Huo Gang and the others.

At this moment, the same low and unified tremor sounded, and the whole earth seemed to tremble. Feeling the vibration under his feet, a smile appeared on the corner of Huo Gang's mouth.

But Wang Shan and others behind him were in turmoil because they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind them, if it was an enemy...

"Don't move! It's your own person!" Huo Gang shouted loudly.

Wang Shan and the others were stunned for a moment, but they soon became quiet.

Because the distance between the two sides was about one thousand meters, it took time for these Huns to rush over, and when they ran, they did not feel the sound of horse hooves.

But at this moment, Bormu, who was far away on the city wall, had his face changed. Because he was standing high, he had already seen that behind the hillside behind more than 80 riders, a large flag with the word "Huo" had already been exposed from the top of the slope.
Chapter completed!