"Fight! War! War! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The rhythmic whistling and earth-shattering war drums echoed throughout the Turkic camp.

Tush was slightly stunned, "Where did the shouting come from?" ”

With so many clansmen killed, who would be in the mood to run out and do something?

"Report! Lord Ye Hu, eight Sui generals are out of the customs and ask to fight with our army! ”

"Arrogance!"

Before Tush could speak, the Tu Slave had already gone berserk.

Even the timidity that had just risen because of Yang Shuang's brilliant achievements turned into nothing in an instant.

"Lord Ye Hu, farewell!"

The voice came, and the Tunu had already left with the fierce general behind him.

Tush's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked, "Is there Yang Shuang among the Sui generals?" ”

"Lord Hui Yehu, this person who our army doesn't know from the sentry."

"It's just a bald head!"

"Yes! The head of the Sui general is a bald head wearing a gray feather cape, riding a huge buffalo, and holding a giant sword and shield! ”

"Stop the slaves, forbid anyone to fight!" Tush's face changed dramatically, and he got up and rushed out of the tent.

However, as soon as he ran two steps, another soldier came to report.

"Lord Qiqi Ye Hu, just now Tunu summoned thirty generals in the army and went out of the camp to fight!"

"Damn it!"

Thush raised his foot and kicked the horse stake beside him, "Someone! No! The Guards Assemble!! ”

(As mentioned above, the guards are the elite of the Turkic royal family)

As soon as the words fell, the urgent report came again.

"Report! The general Dala was split into two pieces on the spot by a Sui general with a green hat on his head and a big knife in his hand! ”

"Report! The general Zuoqiu was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by a young general holding a war halberd and died on the spot! ”

"Report! Divine Shooter Hammer Rollout, shot through the forehead by a cloth witch·····"

Tush, who was about to step onto his horse, slipped and fell to the ground.

"I'm mad at me!"

"Report! General Tunu ······"

Tush's voice trembled, and he asked in disbelief, "Who was beheaded?" ”

"General Tunu asks Lord Ye Hu to send a general to help in the battle!"

"Hoo ·····" Tush breathed a sigh of relief, jumped on his horse quickly, raised his arms and shouted: "The guards will fight with me out of the camp and raise the prestige of our army!" ”

"Roar!!

The soldier of the guard, the combat power is far greater than that of the Sui armor.

It is rumored that each of them is equivalent to a thousand-commander!

"Boom ······"

Riding on the back of a cow, Yang Shuang was bored.

As the main general, he conquered the Western Regions, captured Datou and Apo alive, and captured 60,000 Turks, and his military exploits have been exceeded.

The only thing to do now is to give the generals under his command some promotion capital.

Not to mention that everyone has become a regular general, why should they be promoted to three levels!

"Kill !!"

The fight will be hot, and everyone will have a gain.

Niu Er is the most hanging, and before going out to fight, he worshiped Guan Gong again, and he actually got the soul of the red rabbit horse and horse!

The knife is fast, the horse is faster, the three knives have passed, and there are already three more heads on the winning hook.

"Awesome!"

Yang Shuang was amazed.

People rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, Niu Er fuses the soul of King Shanshan, although he takes the martial arts route, but he has the internal strength that he has never comprehended.

Relying on the eighty-pound Qinglong Yanyue Knife on the battlefield, as well as a war horse as high as seventy-two miles, it has now surpassed Shi Da and has become an existence second only to Shi Wansui.

Coupled with his love to read the Spring and Autumn Period and practice Sun Bin's art of war, he will definitely be a leader in the near future... No, it's the general of the Duzhen side.

It's just that the green hat is really glaring!

Shi Da was not far behind in front of his second uncle, Rahu's re-forged iron spear, the dancing tiger and tiger, the overlord gun routine, the momentum was heavy, and anyone who was hit was killed on the spot.

The third baby is a little weaker, after all, it is the waste Luo Yan who is fused.

The sorcerer Aba is cautious by nature, fusing the soul of the Loulan ghost envoy, and his combat power is not too low, and a huge bow trembles again and again, almost enveloping every enemy in a hundred meters around him.

"Not bad!" Yang Shuang praised again, taking into account the overall situation, he has the style of a general!

Lu Xiaobu, who fused Saltu, and Liu Ling, who fused with the Turkic general, performed mediocre, and even occasionally needed Aba to rescue.

There is no way, Yang Shuang, the soul of the high-power general, still has it, but unfortunately, killing the monk and not leaving the Buddha does not match the birthday of the two of them.

The most inconspicuous is Zhong Kui, although he has a silver priest and has the highest combat power in the army, but he does not concentrate on killing, but imitates everyone's combat skills.

"Uncle, this shouldn't be trying to create your own combat skills, right?!"

Seeing that everyone was fighting hotly, Yang Shuang couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately patted the cow's buttocks, waved his knife and pointed at the Turkic leading general and shouted violently.

"Barbarian, report your name quickly, Lao Tzu will not die under the knife and the nameless rats!"

Seeing the comer, as well as the giant under the crotch, the Tunu swallowed his saliva.

Rescuing the Great Khan and fighting with the monster seems to be something that two people don't want to do at all.

He looked at the generals behind him.

Unexpectedly, the fierce generals rushed towards the shouting Sui generals around them.

Tunu looked back, his hands clenching his mace trembling a little.

But as a Turkic general, he also has his own blood and pride!

Immediately brandished the horsewhip and roared loudly.

"Kill!"

The bull ploughed the ground and rampaged, and the war horse flew on all fours.

Approaching the war horse, Yang Shuang strangled the bull's nose and staggered head-on collision, and the horse was very accurately slammed on the mace.

If you don't suppress the brute bull, it is estimated that it can be like a tank crushing a car, knocking the other party into the Turkic camp!

However, Yang Shuang still overestimated the opponent's combat power.

The back of the horse chopping knife easily collapsed the mace, and the castration hit the heart guard on the opponent's chest.

"Bang ·····"

The Tunu broke away from the horse's back with an unparalleled force, and then spurted blood from his mouth and soared five or six meters into the air.

After fighting with the Turks for more than a year, Yang Shuang, who was nervous all the time, jumped up subconsciously and slammed with a shield on his left shoulder.

"Bang ·····"

The Tu Nu was forced and continued to rise into the air.

Yang Shuang, who jumped into the air, threw away his battle shield and clenched his hands to split Huashan.

"Dead !!"

The furious roar shook the audience, and everyone who heard it stepped back and looked up at the air one foot high.

There, there were two figures.

One spurted blood and screamed in terror.

One has a straight back like a dragon, and the momentum is like a dragon.

"Huh!"

The sword flashed, and blood rained down.

Tush, who had just stepped out of the camp with the guards, gasped suddenly.

"Moo!"

The bull is very unhappy!

There is no figure in the battle of Shule, and this time the fighting general will not allow it to come nonsense, it seems that the master has long since forgotten, what is the temper of the cow!

Ignoring the master in mid-air, the cow master dug the ground with his hind hooves, panting heavily, staring at the oxtail banner that had just been moved out of the barracks.

"Boom ······"

Tush, who was still shocked by the flying general, was suddenly awakened by the violent vibration.

When he looked down, his face turned pale, "Get out of the way!! ”

The brute bull, which is second only to the war elephant, is no longer something that can be stopped by manpower.

Moreover, the whole body is much stronger than that of a war elephant!

A one-meter horn hit the chest of the war horse, and the thick neck twisted, and the thousands of catties of things were thrown away.

Niu Ye has been holding back for too long, and it will also be powerful!

"Fuck you, uncle!!"

Suddenly, there was an angry scolding from behind, which made Niu Ye shiver.

After enjoying the thrill of killing, Yang Shuang, who was more than ten meters in the air, was just about to land, but found that the mount had run away, and immediately turned black and scolded angrily.

This is not a wall jump!

There is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and there is no inclined wall to support, if you fall······