The wind is biting and the snow is all over the sky.
A team of eight hundred Tatar cavalry, galloping in the snow against the strong wind, appeared in front of the Kaiping Guards.
When they were five hundred meters away, the Tatar cavalry slowed down and blew their horns.
The long and ancient sound of the horn broke through the heavy snow, accompanied by the shuo wind, and reached the ears of the frontier troops at the guard station.
The drums beat, and the defenders at the top of the city climbed onto the high platform, looked into the distance, and solemnly raised their vigilance.
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