"War!"

Yang Shuang stared at the west, sniffed lightly, and said again: "Burning horse leather, dead grass, cow dung, and corpses asked!" ”

Needless to say, the people on the horses had already seen countless Turkic barbarians rushing from the west!

"Dong Da Hammer, take care of the prisoners, those who dare to resist, kill!"

"The rest, dismount, line up!"

The Turkic captives were all shackled, and Yang Shuang was not afraid that they would take the opportunity to cause chaos.

What worries him is that there are too many people rushing from the West!

1,000, 2,000, 3,000, 5,000!

"Black in front, white in the back, cone formation, ready to throw !!"

Yang Shuang's eyes swept over the upper left corner of the field of vision, and Tianxiang continued to live: 2 hours remaining!

"Bang ·····"

Iron rods were inserted into the snow, and bits of light fell on the heads of nearly two hundred recruits.

"Whether you lose, win, be injured, or be disabled, all of them will move forward bravely with me, as long as you don't get out of the carriage for thousands of kilometers, Lao Tzu will keep you alive !!"

The horse thief recruits, who didn't know the truth, thought that Guan Cheng was encouraging him, learned the slogan of yesterday afternoon's training, and shouted desperately at the top of his voice, "People are here, sticks are in the !! ”

"Nima!" Yang Shuang turned over and dismounted and came to the front of the formation, "This is not training, it's actual combat!" Just like you used to loot, whoever takes the supplies is his! And, kill one person, give a bamboo talisman, kill ten people, and give the position of captain! Kill 100 people, the team is right! ”

Military merit!

Military merit is faster than hard work, as long as you can kill the enemy, and kill more, you can be an official or a general, and you can get it at your fingertips.

Others have been on the border for ten years, and they are the captains, and they may have become partial generals if they kill thousands of enemies by themselves!

The horse thieves, who were planning to start over, looked up to the sky and roared.

"Kill !!"

"Let's go, let's ······"

"Huh?"

Yang Shuang, who was about to charge, was attracted by several Turkic captives called for him.

Doing something?

The iron rods were waved and were about to fall, but the captives pointed at the Turks who were about to rush towards them, grinning their teeth, as if they were eager to rush over and devour them alive.

What the heck?

"Quiet! No matter what you want to do, wait until Lao Tzu finishes this battle! ”

Can't understand Turkic language, Yang Shuang doesn't want to waste his efforts, the supplies brought from Lujiatun and Yangguan are more than ten cars, and it is too laborious to let the recruits escort them, as long as the captives don't make trouble, they can't kill them.

"Youkai!"

"Run!"

The Turks who rushed over were simply throwing away their armor, and hundreds of people who were running fast in front of them did not even have weapons in their hands.

They didn't seem to expect that they would encounter a well-equipped Sui army in the wilderness.

Seeing the people in the way, he tried to adjust his body and wanted to turn to dodge, but he was squeezed back again by his companions who were running on both sides.

What happened? How is this group of people a bit like encountering a flood beast?

Yang Shuang was puzzled, "Throw!! ”

"Whoosh ······"

The short spear is not as long as the bow and arrow, and the penetration is far less than that of the bed crossbow, but under the arm throwing, it still pierces the spearhead deep into the flesh to meet the enemy who rushes over!

It even penetrated the thighs of some people and pressed against the soles of the unlucky ghosts in the back.

"Throwing !!"

A distance of tens of meters, a breath away.

"Prepare for melee!"

"Shield Array Company Battalion, Rush !!"

"Kill !!"

The phantom of the shield that fell from the sky only made the recruits stunned, and then remembered that during the training, the old man Wang mysteriously revealed to everyone: Guan Cheng knows witchcraft, and every time he fights, he will use magic to ensure that everyone is invulnerable, even if he is injured, he will be intact overnight!

This turned out to be true!

"Guan Cheng is mighty! Long live Guan Cheng! Kill, kill, kill!! ”

The morale of the recruits who reacted was even higher.

No one has ever seen witchcraft or magic at all, and those only exist in legends.

And now, the small shield around the body is not an illusion, but a real mysterious spell!

"Bang ······"

There are recruits who are not afraid of death, who carry the enemy and hit them, cut off the heads of two people with one sword, the shield is suffocated, and the face of the third person is called, but he himself is intact!

Not to mention being knocked back, not even the body shook!

Excited, excited, crazy······

Nearly 200 recruits, including Lü Xiaobu, have completely let go of their defenses, and their weapons are wide open and closed, overwhelming more and more Turks.

Yang Shuang fell three rollers in a row, flew six or seven people, and looked up at the general flag that appeared in front of him.

It's a little familiar!

Black crane cloak, gray beast fur, handsome and chic figure····· Isn't this Rahu?

"Breaking the kettle and sinking the ship!!"

The cooldown time of Tianxiang is as high as a month, make up the last two hours, and put it together!

If you don't seize this opportunity, you will meet Rahu again, and you don't know which monkey year and horse month you want to kill.

Yang Shuang threw out his skill without hesitation, picked up the iron rod and smashed the head of a war horse rushing over next to him, cut it at the neck with a horizontal knife, and swallowed several mouthfuls of horse blood.

Although the state is not at its peak, it is definitely stronger than Rahu, who suddenly lost one-third of his HP!

"Sons, kill with me! Hacked to death the mongrel in the chicken feather blanket and promoted the rank of third!! ”

Rahu, who was frowning and panicking, touched the blood sledgehammer, his body stiffened, and he couldn't help but squat on the throne of the tiger skin.

This feeling is so familiar!

Looking up, he didn't find a bald head, but the short-haired strong man with a group of tigers and wolves rushing in front of him still made him see who it was.

"Slave, kill him!!"

"Slave?!"

After several calls, but not receiving a conversation from the faithful servant, Rahu was stunned and turned his head to look, but did not find the figure carrying the meteor hammer.

"Master Qiqi, just now, the slave fell headlong in the chaos, and now life and death are unpredictable!"

There was also competition between slaves, of course, for the favor of the master, and now the most favored slave seemed to have died in battle, and the second slave hurriedly stepped forward.

"You, Iron Slave, go, kill that short-haired man! Remember, when he strikes the shield with his sword, be sure to avoid it! ”

"Yes, master, you can wait for me to come back with peace of mind, and then his head will be used as a urinal!!" With a hideous face, the Iron Slave wielded his trident, pushed away several of the soldiers who stood in his way, and stabbed the target that was rushing quickly.

Outside Yangguan, Yang Shuang experienced the pleasure of pure output, but when he really went deep into the enemy formation, he realized that it was just a small test at the beginning!

And now, braving all kinds of blood and spilling off countless stumps and broken arms, he really realized what it means to kill all sides!

The stick swept down the road, Gacha Gacha, and there was the sound of broken leg bones.

The stick pumped in the middle, bang, and the broken sacks flew in the air.

The stick slapped on the road, full of watermelons······

"Kill !!"

"Bang ······"

"Yo?" Suddenly, a dung fork stabbed him, Yang Shuang raised his hand and flew away, and the stick followed the person, and it crashed down.

On the other side, the strange man who was carrying a dung fork and gritting his teeth didn't even scream, but he was knocked on the metal dung fork rod with a heavy stick and smashed on the head.

"Poof·····"