"the child, in half an hour I will be at the Hulu River, and after crossing the river, it will be Yumen Pass. Hexi Hanhu Suo Debo carried a big bow on his shoulder, a pot of arrows at his waist, and a heavy package on his back, looking back at the way he came, wisps of black smoke lingered on the opposite side of the horizon, and his heart ached when he thought of his father who would rather die than leave his homeland. Luo Wan'er followed closely behind her husband with the child, the Suo family and the Luo family both have thin land in Suzhou, Luo Wan'er is very loved by her husband, and she is naturally delicate, not like other women who can work in the fields, trekking for nearly 100 miles, she is already tired and almost collapsed, her beautiful face is even more pale, and she is out of breath, but when she hears the three words of Yumen Pass, she seems to have added some energy.

In the past, the Han people in Hexi were still able to cultivate near the Yumen Pass, but this time, the Ganzhou Uighurs took advantage of the attack on the Yumen Pass to burn and loot the Han farms along the way, and many village men were killed, even the children were not spared, and the young women were sold as slave girls or military prostitutes after being ravaged. Although the Zhuang people grew up in the troubled times since childhood, everyone has some swords, horses, bows and arrows, but they have no choice but to flee one after another, either fleeing over the mountains and mountains to Dunhuang, or fleeing to Yumen Pass across the Hulu River.

At first, the Han people fled to Dunhuang in groups, and there were also some mules and horses, so the Uighur rangers chased and killed the fugitives all the way, and even threatened that the Dunhuang festival made the Cao family have an appointment with the Uighur Khan, and laid down the Yumen Pass, and the Guancheng and the Kwantung Han returned to the Uighur Khan, and the Cao family only needed Zhang Huaitang's head. The fleeing contingent of the Han Chinese could not resist the wolves of the Uighurs, and when they heard that the Dunhuang side no longer took in the Han Chinese fleeing east of the Yumen Pass, they had to abandon their wagons and flee in all directions, and only 12 out of 10 were able to escape from the bows and arrows of the Uighur cavalry.

Suddenly, Sodepo frowned, and to the west, he had heard the murmuring of the Hulu River, but to the east, the shouting and cursing of the Uighurs seemed to drift faintly in the wind. Luo Wan'er leaned on her husband tightly and looked at him nervously. Sodepo then fell to the ground and listened to the voice, and said softly, "There are Uighur dogs coming up. Seeing that Luo Wan'er's expression changed greatly, she comforted again: "You hide behind the big stone, and do everything for your husband." Luo Wan'er took the child and hid behind a small rock next to her, Suo Debo and the mother hid together, pulled out the arrows from the quiver and put them in advance, and then secretly poked their heads out to look out. This is the river beach of the old road of the Hulu River, and there are quite some half-sized rocks, if people crouch down just to cover their bodies, they can't stand up.

Not long after, eight Uighur horsemen appeared in the dark night, two of them dragging four or five Han women with ropes behind them, and they were laughing and arguing loudly in Uighur language, and Sodebo could hear it clearly, as if because of the spoils that had just been ruined in the Han village.

The Uighur soldiers who led the team were a ten-division commander named Tumidu, and his group came out late, and the Han villages along the way had already been scorched by the Uighur soldiers in the front team. He squinted his eyes and looked at this river beach, and the Han people in his heart must have fled to Shazhou, rather than looking around, it is better to stay here, so he beckoned the other four people to find a flat sandy place and camp in Xiema. They did not hide their tracks at all, because the Han forces in Hexi had either defected to the Uighurs or were suppressed at the Yumen Pass, and four or five Uighur soldiers were able to run rampant in Hexi.

While drinking wine and eating meat, the Uighurs used their hands and feet to ravage the captive Han women. Hearing the miserable cries and shouts not far away, Luo Wan'er couldn't help but tremble, and the green tendons on Sodebo's forehead rose up, and he held his big bow tightly, if his eyes could kill, he would have already broken the four or five Uighurs into pieces. Suddenly, a well-fed Uighur staggered towards the rock where his family was hidden, as if to relieve himself, and heard the heavy footsteps getting closer and closer, Luo Wan'er's face turned pale, and Suo Debo turned around and gently touched her cheek, and whispered: "If that man finds us, the husband will kill him, you carry the child and run west, and I will block here." As he admonished, he pulled out a pitch-black bull-dissolving wrist knife from his boot and held it in his hand, listening intently to the Uighur soldier's footsteps like a dormant leopard. Luo Wan'er looked at the child in her arms, gritted her teeth and nodded, but she also took out a small dagger from her arms and held it in her hand, in case she couldn't escape, she would die and not be humiliated.

The Uighur soldiers were getting closer and closer, and their hearts were beating as if they were beating to the sound, and Sodepo secretly prayed in his heart that the damned Uighurs would not come here, but this rock seemed to be a little peculiar, and they chose to hide here for the first time, and the Uighurs also walked behind the rock in a daze, and the footsteps got closer and closer, and suddenly, he saw two Han Chinese hiding behind the rock. The Uighur soldier looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and his beard was not yet thick, and he looked childish, so he was embarrassed to relieve himself in front of the others, and had to make a detour behind the rocks.

Looking at the two Han people hiding behind the rocks, he was a little incredulous and a little hesitant, he saw the pleading look in the Han people's eyes, and also saw the child in the woman's arms, but when his eyes turned to the woman's beautiful cheeks, the original trace of childishness in his dark blue eyes also turned into greed and lust, he pressed his hand on the hilt of the scimitar knife at his waist, and made a gesture to call out to his companion, he wanted to ravage this woman like other Uighur men.

But before he could make a sound, he was held in his chest, and Sodebo leaped to his feet like a leopard, the blade of his hand slitting his throat, and the blood snorted like a gushing spring. At the same time, the Uighurs in the distance let out several angry exclamations.

Sodepo lifted his foot and kicked the corpse of Thotlor away, dodged back behind the rock, reached out and grabbed the big bow that lay on the ground, and turned back to Luo Wan'er and shouted, "Go!" As soon as he showed his head, several Uighur arrows flew overhead, and he leaned out, and almost did not aim before he fired an arrow at the Uighur camp, and one of the Uighurs fell to the ground screaming in his throat. The remaining six Uighur soldiers were all taken aback, and they all hid behind the rocks, despite the fact that there were still unbound Han Chinese on the ground.

Sodepo leaned out from behind the rock with the suppressive power of this arrow, and when he saw that all the Uighurs were hiding behind the rock, no one dared to release the arrow for the time being, and he turned back to his wife and yelled, "Hurry up!" Luo Wan'er held the child in tears, the cat was bent, stumbling and running towards the gourd river, perhaps because of nervousness, only a few steps before she tripped over a piece of gravel, and a shoe also fell off, the baby who was sleeping in her arms fell through this, and cried loudly, Luo Wan'er didn't care about soothing the baby, endured the pain, got up and continued to run forward.