Yang Shuang couldn't understand Apo's thoughts in the middle of the country, thinking that the Turks were preparing to attack Xiliang in a big way, and Gao Ying, who had a false alarm, would not understand.

A group of about 50,000 soldiers and horses appeared in the rear, which was tantamount to being stuck in the throat for Xiliang Zuo Wuwei.

He will be mobilizing troops to gather troops to gather in Zhangye.

Zuo Wuwei lost Wuyuan County, if Zhang Ye loses it again, even if his surname is Dugu, it is estimated that he will be ruined by some well-intentioned people.

But now that it is the busy time of farming, many government soldiers have returned to their places of residence, how can it be said that there are troops?

Therefore, Gao Ying, who couldn't sleep at night, stared at the marching map for a long time, and finally set his eyes on Dunhuang.

Moments later, several light horsemen headed west with the general's order.

The burning baggage burst into flames, scorching the withered yellow earth.

The billowing smoke was swept in all directions by the complex air currents in the canyon, and for a while, the bison ditch was full of black smoke and miasma.

When the sword and shield soldiers and the bandits entered the first line of heaven one after another, an hour had passed.

Originally, Yang Shuang was ready to attract the enemy soldiers by the firelight, and personally led a hundred sword and shield soldiers to guard the entrance of the first line of heaven.

But the smoke filled for a long time, but a group of people did not find any trace of enemy soldiers.

A godsend!

The smoke is not morning fog, he not only chokes his mouth and nose, but also smokes the eyes of ordinary people.

Yang Shuang's heart moved, and he hurriedly ordered the sword and shield soldiers around him to go after the large army, and before the Tuyuhun soldiers and horses could react, they went west along the Styx River and went straight to Yangguan!

And he was squatting beside the cave wall at the entrance of the first line of heaven, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Relying on a ray of sky to cross the canyon, the path ahead of your side will naturally change.

The Bison Gully goes westward and goes straight to the Longmen Desert, but the canyon where the source of the Styx River is located is only a mountain apart stretches to the sea of sand and leads directly to the ancient city of Loulan.

If there is no Yang Pass, leaving the water supply of the Styx River and entering the sand sea is tantamount to asking for a dead end.

Therefore, no matter how many soldiers and horses the Turks have and how many soldiers and horses there are in Tuyuhun, their ultimate goal must be to take Yangguan!

In the eyes of others, Yangguan is a pass that has been abandoned for nearly a hundred years, but in the eyes of Yang Shuang, it is the gateway to Dunhuang and even the Western Regions.

Don't forget that behind it, on both sides of the Yangguan Ancient Road, there are countless corn and rice fields.

We must find a way to hold back the forces of Tuyuhun and the Turks in Yeniugou, and all our soldiers and horses will go to Yangguan to join Shi Da, and rely on the newly built pass to defend quickly!

Other than that, Yang Shuang couldn't think of a better way.

And how to drag the other party, maybe there is only a glimmer of heaven like a god axe!

"Boom!"

Another hour had passed, and his own soldiers and horses had already left for a long time, and Yang Shuang, who was bored, just wanted to doze off, when there was a burst of thunder in the distance.

Cavalry!

A big, big cavalry!

Yang Shuang picked up the knife and shield and stuffed two pieces of jerky into his mouth.

The weight in the bison ditch had burned out, the fire was almost extinguished, and night fell, and it was impossible to see if there was still smoke.

However, the pungent smell of burning fur still echoed all around.

As the sound of iron horses stomping on the ground approached, a large number of torches were also exposed at the corners of the canyon.

Here it comes!

Thundered!

The faces of the three people in front of him are very familiar, two of them have just met, and the other is Abo, who has been captured alive and said that he wants to defect to the Great Sui!

Yang Shuang can see them in the light of the torch, it does not mean that Apo and the others can see Yang Shuang standing at the entrance of the first line of heaven.

"What about people?!"

The Turkic soldiers and horses coming from the east side of the Bison Gully looked at the Tuyuhun cavalry that rushed over from the west side.

"I've seen Apo Khan!" Another young man who looked like Murong Yong jumped off his war horse and stroked Ah Bo's chest.

"Fu Yunxian's nephew, have you ever met that bald head?"

"Our troops hurried and hurried around the confluence of the River Styx and the Bison Gully, and did not find the slightest trace of the enemy!"

"Strange!" Abo's face was a little ugly, "Is it difficult, Yang Shuang's guy can still fly with wings?" ”

"Not so! There is a mountain stream here, called a line of sky, and due to the narrow gap, the general fat point of the war horse can not pass through it at all! However, looking at these burned baggage, I think they are already hiding in it! Murong Yong's brother turned over and dismounted, ready to observe the traces at the entrance.

But before he could get around the two staggered mounds, a series of plucked strings suddenly came from ahead.

Boom!

Three rings in a row!

The next moment, three black shadows that cut through the air flow attacked in three ways: upper, middle and lower.

"Brother, be careful!" Murong Yong and Murong Fuyun shouted loudly.

Shout!

The existence that can shoot Yang Shuang will not be easily hit by an arrow.

The moment the bowstring collapsed, the body suddenly leaned back, the right leg flicked, the left leg swung, and the whole person lay in the air.

The feather arrows on the upper and lower roads whistled by, while the feathered arrows in the middle were whipped away by their toes.

The moment he landed, the knight's palm pushed to the ground, and without waiting for the suspended body to lose balance, his legs were bent, the soles of his feet were forced, and the whole person stood in place again.

"Good !!"

Holding the torch bright, Abo, who saw this scene clearly, high-fived and admired, while Murong Yong and the third brother Murong Fuyun were even more proud.

"That's our brother!"

The soldiers around cheered in unison, and the Turks, who respected the warriors, shouted excitedly.

Woohoo!

However, before the knight could stand firm, there were several whispers in front of him.

This time it's not three dark shadows, it's seven!

After two years of training, although Yang Shuang did not learn Lao Hei's eleven-star beads, he also practiced a unique method of grasping arrows, twisting three thumbs and index fingers, two between index fingers and middle fingers, one between the rest of the fingers, and grabbing seven feather arrows with one palm!

In the future, people would prevent the feather arrow from being swung by the bow, and most people would choose to put it on the left index finger, and some professional players would make it look like a crossbow on the bow without putting it on the hand.

But in the ancient battlefield, the fight is the rate of fire, not the accuracy, and the powerful generals, almost everyone has been practicing since childhood, so the arrows are all on the outside, that is, the moment the right hand draws out the feather arrow, pull the bowstring, aim slightly, or even without aiming, and let go of the shooting.

The number of feather arrows in the right hand represents how many feathered arrows the person can pull the bowstring in one breath and shoot out.

And those who can control multiple feather arrows with one hand are far less time-saving and labor-saving than drawing arrows and taking arrows.

For example, before entering Dunhuang for the first time, Lao Hei grabbed all the feather arrows in the quiver with one hand, curled up below the middle finger, twisted the tail feathers with the index finger, hooked the bowstring with the thumb, and pulled the arm.

To put it bluntly, it is to rely on the action of drawing the bow and bring the rest of the feather arrows into the shooting program, just like a manually operated machine gun!

Although Yang Shuang had practiced bows and arrows in his previous life, the club's mechanical bow and arrow was simply a big toy, so he could only rely on the soldier's feeling for long-range weapons to create archery skills that were familiar with him.

Just like he said to Abba at the beginning, don't seek accuracy, only speed!

I'm shooting fast, can you dodge?

The seven feathered arrows attacked the knight in an orderly manner, and the latter wanted to rely on the sound to identify the direction, but the arrows were already in place after only one meal.