He ····· He is! ”

"Shut up!"

The young man was still about to speak, but was coldly interrupted by Daddy Hu, "Remember, don't be publicized!" ”

After Daddy Hu finished speaking, the rickety figure got into the crowd and quickly disappeared at the city gate.

The young man who remained in place opened his mouth, staring at the bald head with eyes as hot as fire, "He's back!" ”

"Let it go····· Open me! ”

was pinched by the neck and lifted high, even if the weapon was clenched in his hand, the middle-aged man was powerless to resist.

At this moment, he felt that his strength was rapidly draining, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

What frightened him even more was that the iron guy who had just fallen to the ground, based on his feelings, was definitely not much lighter than a war horse!

What a horrible bald head!

Could it be that this is the most powerful red-robed Hercules under the command of Sabelio?

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man tried to calm down the apprehension in his heart, and asked the voices of everyone around him tremblingly.

"Who are you?"

However, the bald head did not answer directly, but asked back. Immediately after, his cold gaze quickly swept across the crowd and finally landed on his face.

"Me? I am the centurion brother Shulian of the Turki tribe! ”

"Oh? Turks? The corners of the bald head and mouth curled, and the tiger's mouth like a shackle was exerted again.

The middle-aged man, who was almost suffocated, seemed to feel the wolf god calling, and the moment before he passed out, he suddenly remembered that the bald head in front of him said that it was the Central Plains dialect, and he didn't know which tendon in his head was dialed to the correct position, and he roared with all his strength: "No! I am now a citizen of the Great Sui! ”

"Huh?" Yang Shuang couldn't help but let go of his closed fingers, pressed the person in his hand to the ground, and asked suspiciously: "Looking at your outfit, it should be a certain tribe of the Eastern Turks, how did you become a citizen of the Great Sui?" Why is it here? ”

The city in front of me is really strange.

Didn't it mean that the main force of Sha Boliu went west, and the main force of the Great Sui went north?

This has reached the boundary of Yinshan Mountain, why don't you see the Sui army that can easily break through the Yinshan defense line?

And, when did the Hu people also become the people of the Great Sui?

"You!! You don't know?! ”

"Know what?!" Yang Shuang was even more puzzled.

"At the end of last year, the Great Khan of Jieli and the Great Khan of Tuli were both attached to the Great Sui and were hoarded on the left and right respectively. As a centurion of the Tuli Department, I naturally want to guard the Dingxiang City on the right, I don't appear, where else do I appear? After being put down, Ge Shulianshan seemed to have a little confidence, and he spoke a lot harder.

In particular, seeing the hulala rushing out of the city, his face was also a little more relaxed.

No matter how good you are, wait for the arrow array to protect you!

Yang Shuang, who was slightly surprised, chose to ignore all this.

The distance was so close, and his two weapons were all in hand, as long as there were no bed crossbows and trebuchets, in this narrow city gate, even if there were a thousand people, he would not be intimidated.

After countless life-and-death battles, large and small, he firmly believed that he was by no means much weaker than Lao Hei, who dared to charge at the beginning of the 10,000-man team.

Stepping into the Yin Mountain Realm, his heart has been stirring.

In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

Although Dragon City was not occupied, he also took it twice.

And this legendary and tragic Yin Mountain, he is here for the first time!

Since you are a general, you must leave your own story next to every epic thing!

"Get out of the way!"

With a gentle push of the fan-like palm, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"It's back!"

The middle-aged man who was not angry in his heart was just about to order the surrounding subordinates to round up the bald head, but he saw that the other party took down the terrifying and terrifying strange big knife behind him, held a shield in his left hand, and danced the knife in his right hand, and suddenly made a burst of impact sounds.

Bang bang bang········

In fact, it is mighty and domineering.

The voice was dull and harsh!

At first glance, the whole person's head is roaring.

Terror!

It's horrible!!

The crowd scattered around them, and the middle-aged man with a pale face wanted to turn around and leave, but before he could take two steps, a familiar feeling came again.

It's just that this time the pain was in the back of the neck.

"Let's go, take me into town!"

"Yes! Yes······ I don't know, what do you call it? ”

"Sprinkle the ·····" Just about to say his name, Yang Shuang saw Anu blinking, and immediately chirped his mouth, and said nonsense: "Sprinkle the family's Shi Danai, the four seas are home, spend people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and do business!" ”

"Oooh! It turned out to be a hero of the history of the Green Forest! The middle-aged man was captured again, with a little less fear from before, a little more careful thinking, and I don't know what he thought, after dismissing the troops at the door, he became very enthusiastic, "I don't know what the important thing is for Shi Yingying to come here?" ”

"Passing by!" Yang Shuang did not move, and strolled into the city gate.

Familiar with the Sui and Tang dynasties, he knew that Dingxiang City had an ancient history, but unfortunately, that ancient city had long disappeared in the long river of history.

As for the one in front of you, it should not be the military town on the west side of Datong, originally known as Yunzhong City, but the Dali City built by the Turks for defense.

Therefore, the buildings in the city do not have the slightest trace of the Central Plains buildings, and some are only broken and chaotic!

Collapsed rammed earth walls, crooked thatched houses, scattered cattle and sheep pens, potholes, and dirt streets covered with all kinds of dung.

Ding Ding ····· Dangdang······

The flow of people in the city was not very prosperous, except for the cattle and sheep slaves, and some blacksmiths who put anvils, sledgehammers and stoves on the shelves and worked hard to make iron.

Thinking that the wolf totem had not yet installed the handle, Yang Shuang grabbed Geshulian Mountain, who led the way, and stopped in front of a blacksmith stall with Anu and others.

Some people think that striking iron is a kind of torture, while others think that striking iron is a kind of enjoyment.

And Yang Shuang, after the edification of Dong Dazhu, changed from the former to the latter.

Few people can appreciate the exhilarating feeling of sweating, with the swing of the hammer, the muscles of the whole body sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed.

To see how good a blacksmith is, it is not only necessary to listen to the frequency of the strikes and observe his control over the heat, but also to see if he has the muscles that have been tempered to gaze on the surface of the body.

Yang Shuang thinks that he is lucky, and it seems that no matter where he goes, he can meet some cattle people.

For example, at the beginning of the crossing, you can meet Lao Hei and Changsun Sheng.

For example, it is easy to fool the bearded guest and Ding Yanping.

Like now!

After escaping from the Northern Regions and not returning to the Central Plains, in this small border city, you can meet a super blacksmith who is not inferior to Dong Da Hammer!

At this moment, Yang Shuang seemed to doubt whether he really had a pig's foot halo!

Otherwise, where did you get such a high luck value?!

Ding Ding ······ Dangdang·······

Ten meters away, behind an inconspicuous blacksmith's stall, a "stone pier" standing on a low stool, less than 1.4 meters tall, was wielding a hammer comparable to his own size, and beating a horizontal knife blank hard.

Even with his scruffy beard and strips of rags all over his body, it still didn't cover up his old tree-like muscles.

Sure enough! Looking at the other party's appearance, Yang Shuang couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder they all like dwarves to strike iron, just this posture is many times stronger than ordinary people!" ’

But I don't know why, after staring at it for a while, a name suddenly appeared in his mind, Bobby!