"Bang Bang ·····"

"Moo·····"

As the gate of Dunhuang was opened, a bull's roar spread throughout the battlefield.

The Turkic general was about to lead his troops to rush and kill, take down the leader of the horse thieves, and exchange it for his own Ye Hu, but when he heard the sound, he was startled back a few steps by the fierce monsters that rushed out!

It turned out to be a strange cow that was countless times stronger than a war horse.

The most attractive thing is not its size comparable to that of a small war elephant, but its rough and terrifying one-horned head!

"Boom !!"

The war knife and the giant shield collided with each other, Yang Shuang pulled the iron ring tied to the nose of the cow, so that the crotch was draped in battle armor, I don't know if it was a yak or a rhinoceros, and walked out of the city gate hole.

The capture of the beast did not go well.

Just because the Treasure Diggers can get lost doesn't mean they can get lost.

In the bathed oasis, I ran back and forth along the safe route for several days, but I never found it.

I want to go deep into the bath, but I am afraid that everyone will fall into it.

Time flies, and just like that, a month and a half has passed since Tush was captured.

Seeing that the Turkic army was about to return from the east to help, Yang Shuang, who was concerned about the safety of the two passes and one city, planned to give up and return to Yumen Pass, but accidentally found that in the place where the last time he was attacked by the Loulan ghost envoy, the grass and branches that had not changed for a long time had not been seen for a few days, and they had been greatly reduced!

He didn't believe that there were locusts in the swamp, or the horse would have become a desert long ago.

It's not for cows or sheep, but the latter will never eat three meters tall branches and leaves!

Of course, there is another possibility, perhaps camels and giraffes.

After finding clues, things became much simpler, and everyone began to take turns squatting!

Late at night on the twentieth day when Ma was lost, Yang Shuang extinguished the bonfire and lay on the branch to listen to the surrounding movements.

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object trampling the swamp silt drew it in.

The soldiers who also kept vigil quickly lit torches, reflecting the dense forest like the day.

So, a strange cow covered in mud appeared in front of everyone.

It's it!

Yang Shuang remembered this 'life-saving benefactor' who picked himself up at the beginning, but he still remembered it vividly, and the single horn was too big!

At the same time, he also remembered one thing.

Ugly cow!

This is not to say how ugly the ox is, but to refer to the twelve zodiac signs corresponding to the twelve earthly branches.

Rats, cows, tigers, rabbits, ugly children.

It is rumored that the ancient ancestors named each hour according to the time of the 12 zodiac signs, and the cow came out to graze and prepare to plow the field, which was the ugly time. (1 a.m. to 3 a.m.) ）

No wonder I couldn't find this guy, it turned out that he had been out day and night.

It can be found, and it doesn't mean that it can be accepted!

Cows are notoriously tough!

Look, just from the word "strong", you can find the relationship between cattle and strong.

Moreover, the temper of a cow is completely different from that of a donkey.

The donkey's temper comes up, no matter what it is, no matter what it is, no one dares to scare it.

But if you change it to a cow, it's different, it screws, doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back!

So, Yang Shuang relied on his innate divine power, and he was as immobile as a mountain, and wrestled with this strange cow.

As for the result·····

"Appeal ·····"

Nose rings have been around for a long time, the result of the wisdom of ancient farmers, and they are just as effective against strange cows.

Pulling the reins, the strange cow's nostrils hurt, and the three-meter-tall and five-meter-long body stopped steadily.

It hadn't fused the beast soul yet, otherwise it wouldn't need to be bound by the reins at all.

Yang Shuang stood upright with a sword, stood on the back of the vast bull, and proudly looked at the three Turkic generals who came out to invite the battle.

Behind him, Ding Yanping, Shi Da, and Niu Er, wearing strong armor, holding sharp blades, carrying battle flags, all handsome and mighty.

On the wall, Ding Yanping, Aba, Sanwazi and others are on standby at any time.

Fighting generals, for Yang Shuang, are already commonplace.

In the past six months, he has killed almost more enemy generals than he can handle.

"Barbarians, who will come first to send ?!! to death?"

Furious!

The 200,000 army besieged the city, and Yang Shuang was even more rampant than facing the Tush 10,000 troops.

It's not that he was infected by the temper of the strange cow, but that he had a plan in his heart.

"Are you the master of the horse thieves?"

The Turks invited the battle, but the whole army was not dispatched, after all, it was necessary to besiege Dunhuang.

On the battlefield today, only 5,000 soldiers and horses came, and the leader of the general was not good-looking, but there were three burly men behind him, who looked vigilant.

Tough!

In Yang Shuang's heart, on the ancient battlefield, there were three kinds of generals who were more dangerous.

The first type, bald heads!

Regardless of whether they are monks or not, most of them are cut short because they are afraid of the blood splashed by the killing, so they stick to their hair and blind their eyes.

Of course, Yang Shuang didn't want to wash his hair.

The second type is Qimen weapons.

can stand out from the battlefield by relying on non-standard weapons, it can be seen that it must have a unique skill, either a killer feature, or a return gun!

The third, one-eyed, severed arms, and lame!

Generally speaking, most of the wounded will withdraw from the battle sequence, either sent home, or arranged in the baggage battalion, and those who can still go to the battlefield are definitely masters!

And on the other side, it seems to be all together!

The enemy general, who was not good-looking, was a one-eyed dragon, with three people behind him, a broken arm, a lame man, and a bald head.

"Ma Dan, don't you Turks have anyone left? Send four old, weak, sick and disabled to charge? And also! Remember, Lao Tzu is a Sui army, not a horse thief! And I, Dunhuang Guanling, Yang Shuang! ”

The one-eyed horse walked forward a few steps and walked to the center of the two armies, "Sui army? Hehe, interesting! The surname is Yang Mingshuang, I have already killed more than a dozen under the mighty city! Putting the horses ...... Let the cattle come here, you're not alone! ”

To the strange cow, after the initial panic, One-Eye's face is now as usual, and as for what he thinks in his heart, only he knows.

Yang Shuang drove the ox forward, and just ran a few meters, but One-Eyed shouted, "Fourth, go on, you will meet him!" ”

"Haha, it's useless to change anyone!" Yang Shuang stopped the bearded guest who wanted to leave the station on his behalf, raised his knife and continued to rush forward. "Brother Niu, run!"

All living beings have wisdom, the difference is only high and low, after the strange cow is subdued, it is like a puppy that has just been brought home, although the temper is a little stronger, everything else is easy to say, I don't know how many times quieter than the donkey who is scared of the sky and the earth. However, whether you charge into battle or fight alone, all kinds of combat essentials need to be practiced anew.

This is also the reason why Yang Shuang stopped the bearded guest from stepping forward, because, Ma Zhan, he is still a place.

The fourth child is a lame, the war horse is bumpy, but he sits firmly in the saddle, and his riding skills are much more exquisite than ordinary people.

Its weapon is bizarre, resembling a flying claw, but with an iron rod, like a mutated chain hammer.

Both sides sprinted, and invariably took out their bows and arrows.

"Boom ......"

"Whoosh ......"

At the same time as the two feathered arrows staggered, both sides threw away their longbows, held their weapons again, and blocked!

"Bang bang...... Smack......"

"Awesome!"

Yang Shuang sighed in his heart.

In the past six months, as the war has continued to break out, he has honed his own set of archery skills according to the marksmanship of his previous life, commonly known as rapid-fire stream!

No matter what the accuracy is, I just shoot faster than you.

Just as the lame man shot one arrow, he shot two arrows!

At such a close distance, the preparation must not be lost, but it is blocked in the air by the iron rod connected to the flying claw.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The two of them each blocked the feather arrow, and the next second the horse's head and the ox's head had already met.

"Moo......"

"Bang ......"

", Brother Niu, Uncle Niu, why don't you follow the routine?"