In a quiet and peaceful border town, the elderly and children moved back and forth, with the children's joyful laughter and occasional shouting always in the air.
This was a town at peace with the world, where everything looked so harmonious and beautiful.
People worked from sunrise to sunset here, and every face wore the most sincere and pure smile of happiness.
However, this town, which resembled a Peach Blossom Spring, had its tranquility shattered by unexpected visitors.
A town's garrison commander looked at the overwhelming tens of thousands of cavalry outside the city, a face full of shock and fear.
He quickly ordered his men to blow the horn that had not been used for hundreds of years.
The commander stood on the city wall and shouted:
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!!!"
The urgent, intense horn sound broke the previous serenity of the town.
From every corner of the town, soldiers clad in armor continuously streamed out, ascending the walls.
