"Roar!"

Having lived in the far north for more than a thousand years, these Han Chinese descendants from the Central Plains who have mixed with various races can still speak ancient Chinese fluently, but most of their habits have changed.

For example, when they fight hard to kill, when they are dripping with joy, they roar not to kill, but to roar almost like beasts.

The strong physique gives them far more than ordinary people's lung capacity, and the sound of the thick voice is even more heroic.

The thrill is that they love hand-to-hand combat!

That's right!

In such a fierce and fire-filled battlefield, they played hand-to-hand combat after throwing their spears in their backs!

The big slap of the fan pushed away the spear, and the wrist shook, as if pinching the seven-inch technique of a poisonous snake, and landed on the throat of the cavalry.

There was not much noise, no movement, and when the rough fingers swiped away, the corpse rolled down.

The warriors of the dog country are like a huge net in front of the torrent, and in the rough waves, they can resist all the floating objects, even if there are fish that slip through the net, the fierce women standing on the walls of the ice city can easily kill them.

The Turkic commander Nolu, looking at the moth-like army under his command, was a little distracted for a while.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation after decades of fighting on the prairie.

Of course, in the depths of his memory, there seems to be a similar scene.

It was the story that the previous shaman told to himself as a child before he returned to the arms of the wolf god.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there were two parts in the northern region: dog Rong and ghost Fang.

Dog Rong is naturally the ancestor of the steppe tribe, and just by the name given by the Central Plains people, it is known that it has a Turkic relationship with the current worship of the wolf god.

And the ghost side is very strange to everyone.

According to the shamans of the previous generation, they were white-skinned and long-haired, red-eyed and fierce, tall and burly, and infinitely powerful, although they were scarce in number, they were the most terrifying enemies of the Dog Rong and the Central Plains.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, Yin Shang Wuding crusaded against the ghost side, and it took three years to win with the strength of the whole country, and in order to deter the remnants of the ghost side in the far north, he cast a peerless artifact.

At a very young age, Nowru was accustomed to hearing these stories, what power could pull horses, pull oxen upside down, open mountains to save deer, and step into pits.

At the beginning, in order to satisfy his curiosity, he quietly sneaked into the mysterious knife valley, but unfortunately, before he entered the valley, he almost died.

Nuru also believed everything that the previous generation of shamans said, and now looking at the wild man who was no different from the rumors except for the skin color, after he was confused for a long time, his first thought was to encounter the remnants of the ghost side!

But as a Turkic vanguard general, his duty was to clear all obstacles ahead.

Therefore, he cannot retreat!

Even if all the 20,000 iron horsemen are lost, they can't retreat!

"Kill!"

Nouru roared and drew the greatsword that the Great Khan had bestowed.

This is a weapon snatched from a man of color eyes during the decisive battle with the western Datou some time ago.

Heavy, but more practical than a scimitar iron gun!

Nowru rode his horse and galloped straight at the highest, strongest, and most cheerful of the slaughter, the leader of the savages with chicken feathers on his head.

The guy rushed all the way to kill, and the knights along the way were all on their backs, and the invincible momentum reminded him of the hateful bald head that snatched the wolf totem from his own legion in the Battle of the Bitter Sea.

It's close!

It's closer!

Noru, who was galloping on his horse, found that the other party had not noticed the raid, and a flash of joy flashed in his heart.

But when he was about to swing his heavy sword and want to cut off the opponent's huge head, a sharp pain came from his chest, and then the world swirled.

Moments before he lost consciousness, Nouru saw the wild man sweep with his spear drawn and stride away.

He didn't even look at himself!

"Poof······

"The wolf god is above, and the heroic general is dead!"

"The general is dead!"

"Flag! Battle Flag! The wild man took the battle flag!! ”

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Thirty miles away, Yang Shuang shook the reins, causing the reindeer dragging the sleigh in front of him to accelerate again.

Behind him, Yang Awu and Li Wuyi were tightly curled in their shitty sleeping bags, while Nu Er looked around vigilantly.

"Grand Duke, have you noticed that the people of the dog country are a little abnormal?"

"Hehe·····" Yang Shuang chuckled, "There are records in books such as "Ji Tomb Zhou Shu", "Book of Changes", "Classic of Mountains and Seas", "Ancient Bamboo Book Chronicle", "Historical Records: Yin Benji" and other books. ”

"Ghost Fang, who has lived in the Northern Regions for a long time, has white skin and long hair, red eyes and fierce face, is tall and burly, and has infinite strength. Later, Wuding's Northern Expedition, three years later, the ghost fled to the far north. If what is expected is not bad, what the king of the dog country said should be false, what ancestors are from the Central Plains, I am afraid that they have not plundered many Han people from the Central Plains, otherwise why do men only howl dogs, but women can speak ancient Chinese? As for why they help us, just take what they need! ”

After speaking, Yang Shuang glanced at the dragon prison knife that was dragged by several other reindeer, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart.

In fact, is it really that simple?