Woke up with bitter water again, Yang Shuang scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Worried about what marks this guy would leave on his pursuers, he would slap them every time they woke up.

I just heard the shouting, but I just did it.

Thinking of the other party's wail, he hurriedly asked the trophies who were a little confused, "What did you say?" Is there really a sea of suffering? ”

"Sea of Bitterness! This is the sea of suffering, it's over, it's dead! "The accent of the loot is not like the Han people of the Western Regions, let alone the Sinicized Turkic people, it is a bit biased towards Shaanxi tone!

"Dead eggs, I said: The bitter sea is boundless and turns back to the shore, the water flows to a low place, and people go to a high place, what are you afraid of!" Yang Shuang thought that the other party was afraid of death, so he stretched out his hand to hold it up and walked back, at this time the Buddhism was not very prosperous, so there were not so many words.

With the faint starlight, the loot was dead on its face, and it seemed that it was more miserable than being caught.

"Are you so timid?"

Yang Shuang muttered a few words, he didn't notice when he walked over just now, the soles of his shoes were stained with mud, and he suddenly found that there was a high slope ahead!

As soon as the soles of his feet slipped, he immediately dragged the loot and rolled down into the shallow water again.

The bitter liquid bursts into the mouth and the stomach seems to ache a little!

Hemp eggs, poisonous?!

Before he could react, the trophy was already curled up and twitching.

At this moment, there was a strong smell of herbs all around.

Wrong!

It's the poison that this thing is carrying that has been soaked in water!

It didn't take long, the poison had not completely spread, or it was diluted by water, and the two of them tossed back and forth, and they all drank a little!

"Where's the antidote?"

Yang Shuang hurriedly picked up the loot and stretched out his hand to check his body.

"There is no antidote, this is a poison specially developed by the high priest in order to prevent us from escaping!"

What the heck?

Three-corpse brain god pill?

Or is it a life and death charm?

Yang Shuang's mind flashed through various legendary elixirs, and he asked suspiciously, "That's not right!" Isn't it highly toxic to be effective? ”

"It's true, but once this poison is taken, it needs to be taken again regularly to suppress the poison that is about to attack before, and if you don't take it, the poison will attack and the pain will not be great! It's over, the poison dispensed this morning is gone, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! ”

"Fuck your uncle!" Yang Shuang was furious, resisted the urge to have diarrhea, and reached out to press it into the water.

How to deal with someone who has just drunk pesticides?

Or gastric lavage?

He can't manage so much now, he must experiment with the loot first!

However, after tossing for a long time, when the whole body was wet, someone couldn't help but squat big, and the two suddenly found that they were not dead!

Not only is he not dead, but his stomach is no longer painful!

"Oh, that's not right! Once this poison is taken, there is no way to detoxify it, how can I feel relaxed all over my body? "The booty was tossed a little prostration, but the spirit was exceptionally good.

"Fuck your uncle's poison!" Yang Shuang's face darkened, and he found that he was stupid.

Diarrhea does not mean poisoning, but not adaptation!

After gnawing so many wolf legs and pouring a few mouthfuls of bitter salt water, can you not have diarrhea?

I was a little flustered just now, and I was completely frightened by the wailing of the booty!

Syllable!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuang slapped the back of his head with his hand, "Get out!" Now that you know the Sea of Bitterness, you must know the way to the River Styx! ”

I'm going to go inside, what kind of route is this?

Weak water? Oliver? Styx?

The more I walked, the more I felt a little panicked!

However, there was no poisoning and death, and after the initial excitement, the trophy shrugged down his head again, "If you can't get out, we're going to die!" ”

Yang Shuang didn't care what the other party was.

He just wanted to get to know the Samoyed tribe.

"What religion do you belong to?"

"It's not a religion, we're a tribe!"

"Then why do you call yourself a sacrifice?"

"The sacrifices in our Xiongnu are the same as the shamans in the Turkic tribes, just like the qi practitioners, or shamans in your Central Plains, oh, and the Buddha gate from Tianzhu. The leader of the sacrifice was the Great Shaman, followed by ten high priests, sixty-four silver priests, and countless guards, otherwise how to fight against the crusaders of the Roman Empire? ”

Yang Shuang was stunned, "Huns? Crusade? ”

"What's wrong?"

"And now there are Huns? The crusaders are running out now? ”

"How could it not be? After the Battle of the Tianshan Mountains and the Battle of Altai, we moved west to the Volga, Don, and Danube, and waged war against the Great Qin Empire, otherwise how could there be a weak Roman Empire! As for the Crusaders, they were just special forces to stabilize the morale of the army! (The book acknowledges that the Huns, the Northern Huns, who migrated westward, were also major players in the destruction of the Roman Empire.) ）

Yang Shuang was frightened.

The consciousness in my mind swam from Europe to the Volga, then across the Siberian Plateau, over the Altai Mountains, and to the Black Gobi.

This is definitely not less than tens of thousands of miles!

If it were a contemporary person, he might not understand the place names in the other party's mouth, but as a person from the future, he was a little frightened in his heart.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to think that the other party ran so far just to catch himself!

Besides, what are you doing to arrest him?

"Why are you arresting me?"

"Da Shan Yu wants to return to the Yinshan steppe, and he is very interested in the Central Plains, which has been war-torn for hundreds of years, after all, on the side of the Roman Empire, not only the food is rough, but even the clothes and women are far less exquisite than the Central Plains. This eastward expansion, the goal of calling evil Shan Yu is to support a faction, so that the newly unified Great Sui will be torn apart again, so that Da Shan Yu can easily enter the Central Plains! ”

"Funny?" Yang Shuang would not easily believe the other party's words.

The Xiongnu were thousands of miles away, and if they returned to the Yinshan steppe, they had to first cross the defense line of the Western Turks.

Datou lost his troops at the North Crossing, but it did not hurt the roots, and the control strings under his command were still no less than 500,000.

No matter how good it is mixed in Europe, even if it can provoke the Roman legions, the Xiongnu, who have not been influenced by the Central Plains War for hundreds of years, can they be the Western Turkic opponents who come and go like the wind?

Moreover, even if their troops are as high as one million, and they will lose their armor and abandon their armor, don't forget that the Eastern Turks still have a sand bowl.

In the prairie, this is the big one!

According to the information learned from the Great Sui General's Mansion when he was in Daxingcheng, the Eastern Turks were completely different from the Western Turks, or the Central Turks, who were almost extinct.

The latter two were mainly cavalry and took light routes.

However, the Eastern Turks were at war with the Central Plains all the year round, and had made friends with the Northern Zhou Dynasty before, and in order to break through the defense of the Great Wall, the sophistication of the war equipment in their hands was not inferior to that of the Great Sui Guard.

Otherwise, with Yang Shuang's ability to defeat the Central Turks, the Great Sui, who has countless fierce generals, fierce generals, and brave generals, would be helpless with a sand bowl?

The Huns dared to march eastward?

!

"By the way, why do you speak Old Chinese?" Yang Shuang remembered something again, although the words in the other party's mouth were different from now, they belonged to the authentic Central Plains tone.

The trophy was a little emotional, looking at the crescent moon that came out of the hazy moonlight, and said with a trace of memory: "Back then, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was still a shepherd boy at the foot of the Great Wall.

Syllable!

"Can you not go around like this?!"