"Where is Tanma!"
"Dead," the awakened garrison followed Yin Chang, "all the surrounding sentries were wiped out, and no one came back."
Yin Chang filled the wine bag and hung it back on his waist. As he inserted the knife, he spat, "Damn Hassan."
There was no movement at the post station, all the scouts were dead, the news couldn't be passed on, and reinforcements couldn't come.
"Reorganize the scout team," Yin Chang said, "and wait for an opportunity to go out. We must light the signal tower before dawn, so that Libei, Dunzhou, and the border counties can get the news."
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