"Keep hidden! Prepare for battle!"
Zhao Muyun shouted softly, and everyone hid behind the stone walls on both sides of the narrowest part of the passage, holding their breath and staring straight ahead.
Six compound bows were slowly drawn, with arrows nocked on them, and aimed at the middle of the passage.
......
Outside the passage, Hun Gudu raised his hands high, and all one hundred Tatar cavalrymen reined in their horses.
Dust filled the air, and the Tartars spat, rubbed their eyes, and patted the yellow dust off their clothes and armor.
"Master Baichang, there is only one road here. They should have no other way except to go this way!" An armored Tartar said.
"Um!"
Hun Gu nodded, "The terrain here is dangerous and the passage is very narrow. Be careful when you go there."
"Are you worried that they will ambush here?"
The armored Tartar laughed heartily. "You are worrying too much, sir. How dare they ambush us with only ten of them? If you are worried, sir, I will lead my own men in the lead."
"Okay, take the others in first. If there's anything unusual, sound the alarm immediately!"
Hun Gudu was a cautious person. Even though he thought the possibility of Zhao Muyun's ambush was small, he could not underestimate it.
"Yes, sir!"
The armored Tartar immediately called his ten leather-armored Tartars and rushed into the passage.
After the armored Tartar had been inside for a while and heard no unusual reaction, Hun Gu raised his whip:
"Everyone go in one by one and stay alert!"
Immediately, ninety Tartars, with four horses abreast, formed a long line and entered the passage one after another.
Shortly after the people from Hungudu entered the passage, a group of people in ragged clothes, holding sticks, willow bows, bone spears and other crude weapons, slowly appeared on the top platform of the weathered stone wall not far away.
It was so crowded, there were actually hundreds of people.
A woman eight feet tall, covered in animal skins and carrying a large bow, stood out from the crowd.
Her facial features are delicate, her eyes are large and bright, and her pupils are as blue as gemstones. Upon closer inspection, she has a unique exotic charm.
The chest was high, and the animal skin seemed to be about to be torn apart and blood would rush out.
The fingers are slender, and the exposed skin is slightly rough and has a healthy wheat color.
Her whole body exudes a wild beauty that is both large and timely.
The people around her were very respectful to her and dared not look her in the eye, for fear of disrespecting this woman.
She stared at the Tatar cavalry disappearing into the passage with an expressionless face.
"Beji! Shall we start now?"
Someone next to him asked.
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