The strange cow didn't care about Yang Shuang's hysterical howl, the cow's temper twisted, and the nine war horses couldn't pull it.

With a heavy snort, he stared at the banner of the Turkic military camp generals, plowing the ground, walking hooves, and roaring.

"Moo......"

"Boom ·····"

After being exposed to the scorching sun, the Gobi Desert faded away from the cold and hard in winter, became a little soft, and was trampled by the hooves of the cows, and suddenly rolled up billowing dust and smoke.

In Yang Shuang's eyes, the strange cow has turned into a bulldozer that can eat grass.

Because Dunhuang is far away from the Shenshui and Danghe roads, and there is no vegetation on the Mingsha Mountain, it is extremely difficult for the Turks to raise timber, and the military camp is very poorly built, with no guard towers and no rejection of horses.

Moreover, an army of 200,000 against a thousand horse thieves was nothing more than a cup of tea for the Turkic general Ashina Mondo, and there was no need to guard against anything at all.

Could it be that the enemy can still be bold enough to surprise the Chinese army?

He wished that he would be able to rescue Lord Ye Hu when the time came.

Sitting at the door of the military tent, feeling the comfort brought by the scorching sun and warm spring, Mondo looked at the northern sky.

The falcon had flown to the royal court half a month earlier, and it was not known if the Great Khan had received the news.

Ye Hu's arrest is tantamount to a great shame for the Turks, and the Great Khan will definitely be furious, right?

"Boom ·····"

"Bang ······"

"Click·····"

"What sound?" Startled by the strange noise, Mondo jerked to his feet and reached out to remove the knife from the weapon rack.

"Enemy Attack !!"

"Lord Shah is not good, there is an enemy general who will kill the barracks!!" (Shah: also known as 'She', a general and nobleman of the autocratic side of the Turkic Khanate, with a rank like Rahu who had died unjustly before.) ）

Mondo kicked the herald away and walked out of the tent in a rage.

There are many flags in the army, such as the team flag, the command flag, the general flag, and the marshal flag, the first three of which can be damaged, discarded, and even used by the enemy for conspiracy and trickery in the war.

And now, it's broken!

"Who·······

Mondo's roar was only halfway out before it came to an abrupt end.

He suddenly noticed that under the broken flagpole, there was a behemoth jumping around!

With his roar, the monster had already turned its head.

Rhinoceros?

No!

When Mondo fought with the Persian elephants, he tried to domesticate the rhinoceros, but unfortunately, this beast looks burly, but it is a brainless master!

Slow to react, unable to remember military orders, with a very bad temper, he has to find a mud pond to roll around at every turn.

Training a rhinoceros is not as easy as training a crocodile!

But this monster is no longer a rhinoceros!

A one-meter-long hideous horn, more than half a foot of thick long hair, similar to the size of a bison, comparable to the thigh-like limbs of a war elephant, no matter how you look at it, how a bit like a mammoth in Western legends!

After decades of crusade and western, Mondo's knowledge is far beyond ordinary people, and a legendary name in the Northern Regions comes to mind.

Savage Bull in the North!

How can it be?!!

The bull is a sacred object of the Samoyed, like a unicorn revered by the Western Holy See.

Legend has it that the wild bull is the descendant of the saint's mount green bull and the wild beast Kui Niu, who eats and sleeps in the northern regions, wakes up and eats, and never goes out! (Refer to the Platetooth Rhino for appearance.) ）

"Fence it out!"

The soldiers cowered and did not dare to step forward, and Mondo became more and more angry.

"Found it!"

Yang Shuang, who was pretending to be his grandson under the wolf's head giant shield, saw the other party's commander appear, turned over and jumped down with a secret shout, raised his knife and slapped the shield, and rushed towards the middle-aged fierce general in front of the military tent.

Tyrannical Tiger Feng He!

"Dead !!"

"Poof......

The blood shot three feet high, Yang Shuang grabbed the head in the air, and jumped on the back of the cow without looking back.

"Driving ......"

At this moment, Yang Shuang's heart was not shocked, learning from his grandfather when he was a child, he took his own ox cart, shook the reins, and miraculously made the strange cow that was still in a rage rush towards the gate of the barracks.

I see!

Pack oxen is also a skill!

No, it's actually the strange cow who is also cowardly!

"Kill !!"

The Turkic soldiers, frightened by the behemoth, suddenly came back to their senses after the death of the Lord, turned their grief and anger into anger, and shouted inexplicably and swarmed in.

Originally, there were only 100 people near the military tent, but now, all kinds of flags are densely packed, and there are everything, lined with people roaring and neighing, forming a terrifying ocean.

Damn, poke a hornet's nest!

Wiping away the blood splashing on his face, Yang Shuang hung the head of the person he had almost picked up on the victory hook, and drove the cattle to continue to run.

However, the entrance to the barracks, which was originally empty, was blocked by several carriages transporting baggage.

"Wow·······" (Meaning to turn)

Yang Shuang waved the wolf's head giant shield to block the spear stabbed at the cow's belly, and was about to chop, when he suddenly found a very embarrassing thing.

The war knife is only five feet, but the back of the ox is three meters high, which ······ Reach!

"Boom!!"

The strange cow who lost his temper when he saw the battle flag, facing the sea of flags, had completely lost his temper and went on a rampage, trying to find a way to live, but there were too many enemy troops!

Yang Shuang didn't dare to jump off the back of the bull to kill the Quartet, and there must be a necessary condition for taking the head of the enemy general in the army of ten thousand, that is, there is a mount against the sky!

If the mount is lost, what is the difference between it and the ranged AD Yue Taping A Galen?

Whistling like a wave, killing like a tide.

Other Turkic generals also seemed to guess Yang Shuang's identity, and dispatched troops, and the 200,000 army moved when they heard the news.

Ding Yanping, Shi Da, and Niu Er, who went out of the city to meet the battle, were forced to lead their troops back into the city, close the city gates, and discuss how to rescue the eldest brother.

·········

Seven days ago.

In the Western Turkic Khan's tent, Apo was still sitting on the ground with more than a dozen fierce men, but there was one more person, looking at his appearance, it was somewhat similar to the sacrifice killed by Yang Shuang.

"Great Khan, do we really want to retire?"

Apo nodded, "Retreat, the faster you retreat, the better!" ”

"But ······" The generals hesitated.

"The day of the Roman alliance to attack Persia is getting closer and closer, and our department needs to prepare!"

Awa spread out the elaborate map, wrote and drew on the steppe, and continued: "If we can win the decisive battle with Persia, our spearhead will be pointed at Rome, and we will not give them the slightest respite!" Since then, there will be a lot of generals, and even all the troops of our department will be mobilized to Khorezm. ”

"Our tribe is not in the east, and the Central Plains are only competing with Gaochang and Yiwu in the Western Regions. You know, to the east, beyond the Yamato country, there is a boundless sea, and to the west, there is still a vast land! Great shaman, I hope you can explain a little bit more! ”

The old man in sacrificial attire stroked his chest and saluted, "This time we traveled west, and we met many backward barbarians, such as the Slavs and the Urgos, of course, this is not important!" We have met the main forces of Rouran who have fled to the West, who now call themselves the Avars, who have been fighting with Rome for more than ten years, and are getting stronger and stronger! ”

"What? Are they still alive? More than a dozen fierce generals changed color.

How the Turkic Khanate was founded, no one knows, no one knows, and the iron slave has always been a scar in the hearts of the Turkic nobles that will never heal.

Rouran, there is still a main force!

"Not only did they build a powerful state in the West, but they also found the remnants of antiquity, the descendants of the Xiongnu, with a preliminary estimate of about two million people!"

"Hiss ·······" Almost all of them gasped.