After talking about the loot for a long time, Yang Shuang understood what was going on.

Five hundred years ago, the Southern Xiongnu were merged by the Han Dynasty, and the Northern Xiongnu were forced to relocate.

In order to ensure that there would be enough population replenishment on the way, Da Shan Yu ventured to the Great Wall, plundered a large number of Han Chinese, and dragged them west.

Among them were not only the common people, but also many poor scholars.

The barbarians have always envied the culture of the Central Plains, and like the current Turks, the aristocracy has gradually popularized ancient Chinese.

As a result, the status of the Han people, who were originally slaves, gradually improved, and they had a considerable scale.

Hundreds of years passed, and the Xiongnu were not in harmony internally, roughly divided into large single and small ministry, and the sacrificial groups controlled by shamans.

In the sacrificial group, the Han people are the mainstay.

Today's great shaman is a Han Chinese, and his name is: Li Wuyi!

In this regard, Yang Shuang was inexplicably surprised.

If all this is true, why is there no record of the Xiongnu in history, or the eastward expansion of the Huns?

But he vaguely felt that this Li Wuyi seemed to have something to do with the Li family that rose thirty or forty years later.

Otherwise, how could Li Yuan, who had a very weak start, occupy the northern land?

Of course, this is just speculation, and now that he is here, he will naturally not repeat the same mistakes.

"How to get out of the sea of suffering?"

According to the description of the spoils, the bitter sea is not a sea, but a huge lake, and the water in it is bitter and salty.

But from the limited knowledge in his mind, Yang Shuang did not find any trace of this lake that can be called an eight-hundred-mile radius.

"Can't get out! Even if there is enough food, you and I will not be able to get out of this dangerous place! ”

The loot seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and after saying everything Yang Shuang wanted to know, he lay on the slope like a dead dog and didn't move.

Yang Shuang picked it up, took off his tattered combat boots, and struggled to climb upwards despite the weeds on the ground.

He didn't want to kill the trophy.

A short period of interrogation can't dig up too much information about the Huns, and in terms of details, it is necessary to return to Ma Lost and let Zhong Kui deduce it well.

"I'm afraid of an egg, isn't it just a lake!"

"If it were just a lake, I wouldn't be scared like this, you see!"

When Yang Shuang dragged the loot up the high slope, he looked around, and countless sparks came into view.

This is not a star, but like a city in the Central Plains, thousands of lights are bright!

"Holy!"

Yang Shuang was dumbfounded.

The loot that was dragged behind him fell to the ground even more.

"In a place where birds don't poop, there can still be so many herders?!"

"It's not the herdsmen, it's the army of Sha Boluo!"

Yang Shuang looked around and found that when he walked before, it seemed that he had just come in from somewhere, and now, the two of them happened to be in the middle of the faint light.

Ma Dan, if you are not careful, you will burrow into the enemy's interior?

"What is the sand bowl doing here?" Yang Shuang did not forget that the war in the Yinshan Prairie was tight, and four or five hundred thousand Sui troops gathered in the Hetao area to prepare for a counterattack on the Yinshan defense line.

At the moment of emergency, the Eastern Turks did not go on the defensive, but crossed the Black Gobi and ran to the west to station?

Ma Dan, do you want to attack the Western Regions?

Or does Sha Bo slightly want to break through the two camps of Yongfeng and Styx, and enter the Central Plains from Tuyuhun to the east?

Staring at the spots under the night, Yang Shuang made a rough calculation and was stunned to find that there were no less than 300,000 Turkic soldiers and horses!

Is it all about the strings, or is it a mix of herders?

Yang Shuang didn't know.

But the main force of Sha Boluo ran to the edge of the Gobi Altai, which is definitely not good news.

The news must be spread as soon as possible, otherwise the unsuspecting Lao Hei, Shi Wansui, and Niu Er and others will be in danger.

Hearing Yang Shuang's self-talk, the trophy thought that he was continuing to interrogate himself, and couldn't help but reply.

"You don't know? The tribesmen of the Central Turkic Apo were slaughtered by Sha Boluo, and then, Apo led 10,000 horsemen to defect to the Western Turks, and Datou did not know for what purpose, he lent him 200,000 control strings, ready to help him take revenge! ”

"The bitter sea is the place where the two armies fought!"

Before, he only cared about running for his life, and Yang Shuang never thought about Apo who slipped away.

This would be mentioned, and he reacted immediately.

Yes, he can't afford to lend Apo the army, and Apo will inevitably beg others.

The Turks are almost an ancestor, and Apo and Datou seem to be related by blood, and through this factor, it seems that it is not difficult to borrow soldiers.

At the beginning, outside Yangguan, the determination of the Central Turks to take revenge showed no intention.

Since they can borrow soldiers and horses, they will naturally choose to take revenge as soon as possible.

But Sha Boluo's reaction was so fast, could it be that there was a spy arranged by the former in Apo's team?

Otherwise, how could the Eastern Turks rush to the Sea of Bitterness in advance?

Interesting!

Yang Shuang didn't care about the Turkic civil war, and if it was possible, he even wanted to add fuel to the fire!

Now, though, the most important thing is, how to make a fire to keep warm!

The two of them tossed in the puddle for a long time, their bodies were already soaked, and the sky was getting brighter, and because of the proximity to the lake, and there was dew in winter, it would have been frozen and began to shiver.

Man, it's nothing to be cold, but I'm afraid of catching a cold!

If you have a cold this year, even if there is a magical sorcerer, without the hundred herbs in the gourd, it is estimated that it will not be better in ten days and half a month!

"Don't toss around, save some strength, and enjoy the last sunrise!" The trophy said in a thick nasal voice, with a weak urn sound.

Yang Shuang didn't care about him and continued to collect ** dry weeds.

Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, you may be able to dig a hole and make a fire to warm your body, if it is dawn, the smoke is billowing at a glance, and the deep center of the Turkic army is definitely an act of seeking death.

After a while, he suddenly gave up what he was doing.

Weeds are there, dry more, but he doesn't have a fire fold!

As for the loot, it has long been wet.

What the? Drill wood for fire?

Do you think, with that strength, it is better to lie down and enjoy the last morning sun as the trophy said.

The two of them lay side by side in the grass on the slope with such weakness, and after a while, a fish white gradually became under the eastern night.

And at this moment, in the weedy wasteland in the distance, hundreds of knights suddenly rushed out.

The armor is well-armoured, covered with animal skin robes, and everyone carries a bow and a gun, and the speed is extremely fast.

With just an eye-piercing effort, it roared past the slope where the two of them were.

Yang Shuang was shocked.

Tossed for half a night last night, but I didn't find anyone 100 meters away!

Immediately, he was very glad that he didn't ignite the fire, otherwise he wouldn't have had time to extinguish it, and he would definitely be discovered by the other party.

However, the two of them made such a big move last night, they really didn't notice it?

"This is the Sentinel of the Western Turks, it is estimated that they have infiltrated the Eastern Turkic military camp to investigate!"

The trophy was strong, shook off the heavy frost behind him, turned over and changed his posture, and looked at the half of the wolf leg in Yang Shuang's hand greedily.

"Give!"

made up his mind to keep this person, Yang Shuang naturally wanted to buy people's hearts.

The trophy swallowed his saliva, regardless of the ice slag wrapped outside the wolf's leg, and took a bite hard, "To be honest, we are also forced to come to the Central Plains to do things for the great shaman, everyone has wives and children, if we are in the Central Plains, we are naturally very happy, but now thousands of miles away, if it weren't for the heavy poison, and the comfort of our wives and children, we wouldn't have come here." ”