Early the next morning.
Yang Zhengshan called Yang Mingcheng and Wu Hai before him and gave them careful instructions.
The fortress could not fall into chaos, and neither could the household.
Today was not like the past. Before, there had only been members of the Yang Family in the Yang Family, but now the Yang Family had many servants.
Family members shared hardship and danger, lived and died together; no matter what happened, they could be trusted.
But those servants were not necessarily the same. In a life-and-death crisis, no one could guarantee whether they would betray their master.
After all, they had been in the Yang Family for less than a month.
After breakfast, Yang Zhengshan personally led two hundred cavalry and three hundred foot soldiers out of Yinghe Fortress.
Ding Qiu, this Yang Family guard, was also brought along at his side.
One must not harbor the heart to harm others, but one must not lack the heart to guard against others.
In all of Yinghe Fortress, aside from Yang Zhengshan, no one was stronger than Ding Qiu. Although he was now Yang Zhengshan's servant, Yang Zhengshan could not count on him to go through fire and water for the Yang Family, so he could only keep him by his side.
They sped east the whole way, and Yang Zhengshan also took the chance to visit the horse farm. The horse farm had not been attacked by the Hu Cavalry. The closer they were to the pass city, the fewer scattered Hu Cavalry there were instead, and the main force of the Hu Tribe would not roam about plundering, so the area around the horse farm was actually the calmest.
Around noon, they arrived at Linguan Fortress. At this time, the Hu Tribe army had not yet reached