The Huns were not only ruthless to the Han people. Nor is it gentle to one's own people.

They robbed the sheep and cattle of the people who had migrated from Manchester City, and some even stole the horses. There are also a few who even pinched the women's breasts.

The commander even saw Gu Duoyi and smiled at her. looked at Yan Ming, who was standing on the edge of the bone pill, but he glanced at him fiercely.

When this group of Hun soldiers went crazy, the entire Touman City gathering place was full of smoke and dust. The crying is also a piece.

A few daring men went and picked up the old wizard's head and put it around his neck.

As soon as the head was put on the neck, it rolled aside, refusing to connect with the body. So some people said that the old wizard was unwilling to die.

Some women pointed at the men and scolded, saying that the old wizard died for everyone, but you men didn't dare to do anything at such a critical moment, and didn't dare to protect their women, let alone protect cattle and sheep.

The people were speechless when they recited the weeping women.

The Huns were nomadic people, and everyone had a short knife weapon, although it was not a standard scimitar, but it was very different from the Han Dynasty.

There was a man who couldn't stand the scolding, and he was going to find the Hun soldiers just now with his short knife. But soon he was held down, and a group of people made a mess of good things to stop the man who was about to get into trouble.

Gu Duoyi looked at the crying women and angry men, looked at Yan Ming and said, "Tu Micha, if that commander moved me just now, will you protect me?" ”

Yan Ming didn't think about it, and said, "Yes." ”

A red cloud flew up on Gu Duoyi's face, and he looked at Yan Ming with big eyes watery, and after a while, he quickly imprinted a lip print on Yan Ming's face, and then ran away shyly.

Yan Ming touched the lip prints on his face, and then he realized how important what he had just said was to a girl who was pregnant with spring. He smiled bitterly, in this case, a man will protect a woman, he just said what a man should do, and he made the little girl misunderstand.

When I returned to the sheepfold and counted it, there were only 26 sheep left out of the original 56. Yan Ming herded sheep every day, and now he saw that there were thirty sheep missing, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Seeing the extravagance, his face was also gloomy. In his old age, he could no longer afford such a loss.

In the afternoon, old people like Tu Mi Hao were summoned.

In the evening, Tu Mixuan came back with a serious face.

Before Yan Ming could ask, Tu Mixuan said: "A few of our old guys have decided to stay away from the Xiongnu King City while we are tonight. Here, I can't live anymore. ”

The old man's words were short and powerful. Apparently he had made up his mind.

"Tu Micha, what you young people have to do is to form a temporary protection team to cover our retreat to the south, and we will take refuge in Yu Dan." Tu Mixuan said.

Yan Ming knew that he had no choice at this time.

"Yu Dan, will you accept us?" Yan Ming asked.

Tu Mixuan nodded and said: "Our head Manchester City itself is under the command of Yu Shan, but it was forcibly captured by Yi Zhixi. Now when I go back, there is no reason not to accept it. ”

Yan Ming also felt that what Tu Mi said made sense. It's just that things in the world are a little ridiculous. His dignified Han Yanhou actually served as a guard among the small tribes of the Xiongnu.

The men of Manchester City were quick to pick out all the youngsters. There were two or three hundred people in total.

They gave the best scimitars to these two or three hundred. Some even led their horses.

Yan Ming naturally does not have a war horse, but he has a scimitar of the Hun army, which is also very eye-catching in the crowd.

It is not too much to say that they are a rabble.

Originally, they were all nomadic farmers and occasionally hunted, so everyone had a foundation for riding and shooting. It's just that there is no standard, regular combat style like the army.

Yan Ming was naturally also compiled in it.

When it was getting late, the Huns from Touman City pretended to be quiet and fell asleep.

It seems that the war is tense, and the Ichiev army that was supposed to guard them has now withdrawn. Let them live in a scattered place outside.

When the sun was sinking in the west, the last rays of light converged, and all the people of Manchester City, who had been sleeping pretend, quietly rose up in the dark night.

Cattle and sheep were gagged long before nightfall. In order to go quietly.

Yan Ming saw the living habits of nomads. For them, migration is a regular occurrence. Now this quiet migration is as if it had been rehearsed, silently and quietly.

It was very smooth, and the Huns, who helped the old and the young, gradually went away with their cattle and sheep. Yan Ming and two or three hundred Huns, together with them, were in the back to prevent the Hun cavalry from catching up.

If it sounds good, it is after the break, and if it is ugly, it is the death squad.

The tents and the lights were still in the gathering place. If there is nothing at all, it will arouse suspicion.

Just when Yan Ming was about to retreat with two or three hundred people, a whistle suddenly sounded from outside the gathering place, and at the same time, more than a dozen Hun soldiers rushed in on war horses.

Through the light left behind, Yan Ming could see clearly that the Hun soldiers led by him were the commanders who had come during the day.

Looking back, there was no Hun army, just these dozen people.

And Yan Ming has an impression of these dozen people. It was a few people who harassed women during the day.

"Huh!" When the commander saw the situation in the gathering place, he was immediately shocked. However, he was a professional soldier, so at this time, he did not panic, but immediately ordered the people around him to dismount and investigate.

Before they could act, Yan Ming and the other two or three hundred people surrounded them.

The commander knew what was going on at a glance, and while ordering everyone to surround the city, he shouted to everyone: "You guys, put down your knives, there is still a way to live." If you insist on doing so, you will die like the rest of the people in Manchester City. ”

Those who remain are the young adults of Manchester City. The Huns at the head seem to be strong, but they have little courage. Hearing the centurion say this, he immediately hesitated.

Seeing him hesitate, the people around him also began to hesitate.

Hesitation at this time is no different from sending him to death.

Seeing this situation, Yan Ming roared angrily and said, "At this time, there is only one battle. Only by killing them can we leave a way for our loved ones to live. ”

His voice immediately reminded those who hesitated that they were doing this to protect their retreating relatives.

"Kill!" Seeing the hesitation of the group, the centurion seized this opportunity of demoralization and roared angrily, trying to break out of the encirclement.

"Fight!" In Yan Ming's roar, everyone waved the weapons in their hands and attacked more than a dozen Hun soldiers.