Hearing Yang Awu's words, Apo was obviously a little confused.

It's right to think about it, during this period, the scholars were a minority after all, and probably only the Central Plains royal family left a record of the annexation of the Southern Xiongnu.

As for the people today, who would remember it so long ago, and they can't eat it as food!

Perhaps the Southern Turks are attached, and they are not as famous as the opera "Zhaojun Goes Out of the Stopper".

And the Turks are the Turks, even if they have their own writing and language, they still can't get rid of the title of barbarians, and the basis for this is that there is no cultural inheritance!

Whether it is Abo, Datou, or Sha Bolu, they must not know what happened in the northern regions during the ancient Han Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Yang Shuang's heart moved.

In that case, how did Apo know that he commanded the ghost side with a treasure sword?

Could it be that the phrase of the future time and space is true?

Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon, command the world, click to send ····· Uh, no, don't dare to disobey!

Uncle's!

Yang Shuang suddenly had a feeling of being fooled, and immediately silently gestured to Anu and the others who were scattered around and seemed to be scattered.

For Apo, he has never had the slightest sense of trust in his heart!

Due to the good preparations, the wooden rafts, which resemble sleighs, were quickly tied.

In a short time, the five hundred bitter soldiers who had lost half of their horses all sat on the wooden rafts with shaking ropes.

Abo, Yang Shuang, and Anu led the way, while Yang Awu and the other seventeen slaves, as well as two teams, led the team slowly.

There are actually many records about Yanran Mountain, but most of them started in the near future.

For example, Li Bai's "Please don't tie Yue, and go to Yanran Mountain." "This song is intentionally passed on, and I am willing to send it with the spring breeze."

Wang Wei's "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river." Xiao Guan waited to ride, and he was all protected by Yan Ran. ”

Fan Zhongyan's "A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan." ”

However, in this era, Yanran Mountain does not refer to the giant mountain that Yang Shuang saw almost across Outer Mongolia, but refers to the Northern Regions.

In the eyes of the Central Plains Dynasty, it is like a fierce beast dormant in the ice and snow, eyeing the Central Plains.

But in the eyes of the Turks, it is like the Altai Mountains (holy mountains), sheltering the steppes from the cold currents from the north, and is reverently called the Tianshan Mountains!

When Yang Shuang stepped into the southern foot of Yanran Mountain, he soon noticed a sharp rise in temperature.

If there were more than minus 20 degrees Celsius before, it is estimated that it is close to freezing now!

Looking at his surprised gaze, Apo coughed and said proudly: "If it weren't for the great change three years ago, before winter comes, our herdsmen in the central steppe only need to move here to escape the cruel cold!" ”

Indeed it is!

Looking at it from the east side before, Yanran Mountain looked like an ice sculpture.

But when he came to the southern foothills, he found that there seemed to be some evergreen pines on the hillside!

"It seems that this place is in the same dimension as the Great and Small Xing'an Mountains!"

"Huh? Master, what do you say? ”

"Oh!" Yang Shuang, who was muttering to himself, returned to his senses, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, by the way, is there any part of you here?" ”

"Yes, it's a marginal tribe of the Tiele Xue clan!" Apo was a little downset, "However, it is no longer my subordinate now, and the moment I defected to the head of the west, they had already changed masters. ”

The corners of Yang Shuang's mouth twitched, this account was quite carefully, "How many people are there?" ”

"When they came here to inspect last year, the total number of them was less than 1,000, and the cattle and sheep were about 10,000.

During the conversation between the two, at the junction of white and green in the north, nearly 100 riders rushed over.

Yang Shuang immediately untied and dragged all the way from behind the butt of the war horse, and the wolf totem covered with frost almost became an ice mound, and then kicked off the external ice slag, using the horse's reins as a handle, and carried it on his left arm.

Such a "battle shield" is comparable to a big killing weapon, pumping, slapping, swinging, and pushing, even if the other party plays group fighting, it is completely fearless.

"It's them!" As the knights approached, Apo whispered.

Yang Shuang understood that this was the destination to find the treasure sword, and asked, "Defeat them?" ”

"This ······" Ah Po hesitated a little, looked back at the slow-moving team, the ground was snow-white, but he didn't find anything, "Just the three of us, isn't it a little reckless?" ”

Yang Shuang had long wanted to move his muscles, and with the distance of the silver priest's kidnapping, he had been on a long journey this month.

When snatching the wolf totem, he wanted to get out, and he was happy.

Thinking of this, the suppressed madness welled up in his heart, he shook off the fox fur on his bald head, licked his lips, picked up the wolf totem and rushed forward.

"Anu, protect Apo Khan!"

Although people call us master, Yang Shuang has no intention of accepting him at all, a Turkic khan, it may be of some use to hand it over to Changsun Sheng!

"Kill!"

Tiele is located at the northern end of the Northern Regions.

In ancient times, it was called Di Li, Ding Ling, and it was called the high car during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Due to the perennial survival and bitter cold land, and by the Xiongnu and Rouran, its habits are very ferocious.

When Yang Shuang was less than half a hundred away from the opposite horseman, the air was already filled with a smell of sheep.

The other party's animal skin outfits are clear, some have cow helmets on their heads, some are wearing dog skins, and some are wearing bearskin skirts and smearing various colors on their faces.

Their faces are completely different from those of the Central Plains and the Turks, with fair skin, blue eyes, tall figures, slender hair, and primitive old hair!

"Whoa!"

Its leader didn't seem to be about to stop at all, and saw that among the three, a bald man was running wildly with a monster, shouting several times, and whipping down with a chain hammer.

Carrying six hundred pounds of things, although Yang Shuang's speed has slowed down, this will make him enthusiastic, how can he dodge.

With a wave of his left arm, he completely gave up the defense, and directly hit the chain hammer with the two-meter-high wolf totem, and slammed it unstoppably towards the horse's head.

"Boom!"

Under the interaction of each other, a huge force came, Yang Shuang did not retreat but advanced, unloading the force with his shoulder, the movement did not stop, and continued to throw the battle shield forward.

The man who was about to assassinate with a spear in the back was immediately slapped off his horse when he couldn't reach it.

"Roar!"

Killing two people in a row, Yang Shuang roared, grabbed the stone axe that continued to chop with his right hand, and before its owner could react, he punched out and kicked his feet at the same time.

Bang!