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After listening to the slaves below, the scribes on the city wall began to write furiously.

After announcing their identities at the foot of the city wall, the slaves walked to the horse trapping pit on one side to await the battle.

On the city wall, Han Da said to the soldiers beside him, "Keep an eye on those who don't introduce themselves! Also, keep an eye on those who don't introduce themselves and whose introductions seem unnatural!"

The soldiers beside him nodded in agreement.

Han Da did this partly to motivate them.

After all, if they really died in battle, he really wanted to erect a monument for them.

On the other hand, they were thinking of using this method to screen out the Turkic spies among them.

Among these people, those who can frankly state their identity and family background are definitely without problems!

Conversely, it's easy to tell if someone is unwilling to speak up or is pretending to follow the trend.

However, the Turks who had infiltrated the group did not seem to be in a hurry to show themselves.

Just then, Sun Qiang hurriedly walked up from the side.

After approaching, he said to Han Da, "General Han, the Turks are preparing to attack! It seems the approaching army is from the Ashina tribe, their renowned shield cavalry..."

Han Da frowned slightly as he listened: "Is that the shield cavalry that mainly focuses on breaching cities and defense?"

Sun Qiang nodded with a grim expression: "With their heavy armor and special rattan shields, ordinary arrows probably won't be able to react."

Han Da said to Sun Qiang, "Go and have someone bring up the prepared kerosene. Prepare the rockets."

Sun Qiang nodded and hurriedly went to call for help.

Meanwhile, those below the city walls, who didn't even have time to introduce themselves, bit their fingers, took off their clothes, wrote their names and wills on them, and threw them at the door.

Immediately afterwards, they resolutely stood beside the horse trap on one side.

...

Three thousand Turkic shield cavalry and five thousand light cavalry quickly arrived near the horse trap.

The Turks hidden among them still shouted loudly.

"Your Highness Morse, don't go any further! There's a huge horse trap ahead..."

After the Turkic spy shouted this, he drew his sword and slashed at the slaves beside him.

"You trash and scum, how dare you oppose our great Turkic army! Die!"

The Turkic spy suddenly went berserk, and the slaves they were dressed in didn't react at all, allowing him to ambush one of them.

However, after the slaves turned over, another round of slaughter ensued!

They immediately chopped the Turkic spy who had tipped them off into mincemeat.

The shield-bearers on one side of the horse trap heard the commotion and immediately reined in their horses!

Upon seeing this, Mos Ashina coldly rebuked, "You scum, how dare you lay a hand on our great Turkic warriors! Die!"

With that, Mos Ashina shouted behind him, "Mosuo, use your light cavalry archers to shoot these useless scum to death!"

As he spoke, the shield-bearers immediately dismounted and formed a battle formation, revealing their firing positions, and sent their mounted archers forward.

Han Da shouted from the city wall, "Quickly, set up your shields! Set up a shield wall! Those without shields, hide behind the shield wall. Then retreat steadily!"

Sun Qiang asked, "General Han, our composite bows can reach their position. Should we fire?"

Han Da shook his head and said, "No need for now. They've set up their formation, with shield-bearing cavalry in front! At this distance, even if we can shoot, the power will be reduced, and we probably won't be able to break through their armor! Let's wait until they get closer!"

These slaves are much smarter than you might imagine.

It might be a matter of life and death, even though they hadn't been trained!

However, everything was in good order.

Just as their mounted archers began their first volley of arrows, they had already erected a shield wall.

The arrows struck the shields directly, and in just one volley, their shields were covered in arrows.

Then they began to retreat step by step.

When Mosuo Ashina saw that nearly five thousand arrows had only wounded a few unlucky people who hadn't been protected, he became furious!

"Damn it! Shoot again!"

Mos Ashina remained somewhat calm: "Forget it, they have shields for cover! Shooting any more arrows would just be a waste!"

Mosuo Ashina said with a gloomy expression, "Then what should we do? There are horse traps ahead, and we can't charge with our cavalry. Otherwise, we could wipe out those scum with a single cavalry charge! Brother, there are quite a few people watching from behind. This is our first battle. If we don't fight well, those people behind us will probably laugh their heads off!"

Mos Ashina's face darkened: "Listen to me!"

As he spoke, Mos Ashina summoned the shield-bearers, ordered them all to dismount, and then went to manually trigger the horse trap.

A short while later, a huge horse trap, several meters deep and more than two meters wide, appeared before them!

"What the hell is this?!" Mosuo Ashina exclaimed after seeing it.

This horse trap was designed by Xiao Ce. In recent days, the refugees and soldiers of Yanbei City have been digging non-stop, and they have managed to dig out this large horse trap in their only way.

It could be called a horse trap, or you could call it a moat!

In these areas where horses were trapped, there were some log bridges for them to cross.

However, the Turks weren't stupid; crossing this narrow bridge would only make them easy targets.

...

At this moment, the slaves retreated to the position designated by Handa and saw the eight thousand cavalry of the Moss and Moss brothers. They were blocked on the outskirts and could not advance any further!

At this moment, at Han Da's signal, the slaves began to curse at them: "You sons of bitches, aren't you making a fuss? Your grandfathers are over here! Come on, kill us!"

"Yes, you Turkic bastards! Come on! Why aren't you moving? Your grandfather is right here, come and kill us!"

"I thought you were so tough, you bunch of bastards! You got trapped by a little ditch? You're all trash! Come and kill us! Garbage! Trash!"

"Isn't that bridge over there for you? Come on over! We promise we won't ambush you! We'll beat the shit out of you and then feed it to you!"

The slaves became more and more excited as they cursed; at first, only a very small number of them were shouting.

However, they discovered that the person they had feared deep down was not as terrifying as they had imagined.

As more and more people joined, the insults became increasingly harsh!

The brothers Moss and Mosso, on one side of the horse pit, listened to the words of abuse hurled at them by the slaves.

They were so angry their faces turned green!

"Brother, damn it! These scumbags dared to insult us... I have to tear them to pieces!"

"All horse archers, prepare! Fire!"

The Mosuo people were so angry that they jumped up and down and shouted loudly.

Moss tried to dissuade him, but Mosuo glared at him and retorted, "Brother, don't try to persuade us! If they insult us like that, we won't dare to fight back! If word gets out, we'll be laughed at!"

"You command the shield-bearers, these mounted archers are mine!"

"Everyone, fire! Damn it, I want to see if their shields are thicker or our arrows are sharper!"

As they spoke, their mounted archers drew their bows and released their arrows one by one.

The slaves were very experienced in protecting themselves with their shields, which absorbed all the arrows. The several volleys of arrows were just like before, causing no damage at all!

The slaves, hiding behind their shields, burst into laughter: "Thank you for sending the arrows!"

The Mosuo people got angry.

"Damn it! Everyone, follow me and charge! I won't be satisfied until I've killed those scum!"

Seeing this, Moss stepped forward and slapped Mosuo across the face: "Aren't you ashamed enough? What are you going to do? Charge! The troops on the city wall haven't moved yet, they're just waiting for you to charge! Charge to your death! Charge!"

Mosuo was stunned by Mos's slap: "Brother, what do you mean! Are you just going to retreat like this? The other tribes will laugh their heads off!"

Moss said, “Go and get the catapults! Then cut down some trees and build a wooden bridge over here. Once our shield cavalry crosses, they’re doomed! If you keep shooting, you’ll just be making a fool of yourself.”

After being slapped, the Mosuo calmed down.

They first went to report to the people from the Turkic tribe, and the people from the tribe did not mock them.

After all, no one could solve that huge horse trap!

So everyone joined the logging army...

Each household also brought out their catapults.

...

During this lull, the slaves pulled the arrows off their shields.

With a light tap, there were fifty to sixty thousand arrows.

Han Da, observing the Turks' actions not far away, guessed their plan.

They've already set up their catapults; they're clearly preparing to attack the city.

At this moment, he was also moved by compassion, and he briefly discussed the matter with his lieutenants.

The decision has been made to let these slaves in!

After all, based on what they just witnessed, they estimated that there were at most a few hundred to a thousand Turkic spies among them! A little investigation would be enough to find them out.

We cannot let a few spies be left to die outside.

They wanted to live; they shouldn't be allowed to die!

A shield can stop arrows, but it can't stop the boulders from a catapult.

With this in mind, Han Da went up to the city wall: "Gentlemen, we will open the city gates for you shortly. Please retreat back into the city in an orderly manner. The enemy is about to launch a catapult attack!"

Upon hearing Han Da's words, the slaves were initially overjoyed, then asked, "General Han, didn't you say there were spies among us? Do you have a way to identify them?"

Han Da solemnly replied, "Not for now. However, we can't let you die just because of those spies! Once the catapults are assembled and attack you, your shields won't be able to stop them!"

The slaves said, "General Han, we appreciate your kindness. However, there are spies among us. You were doing well, but if spies infiltrate and the city falls, we will be the sinners!"

“That’s right, General Han! You treat us like human beings, you treat us like your compatriots! We will not let you down! They are right, they are mixed in with us, and we have no way to tell them apart! We cannot let these hidden dangers into the city!”

"General Han, I have a way to avoid the catapults!" one of the slaves shouted, raising his hand.