In history, there have always been many people and things who have not known where to go.

For example, in the 6th century B.C., the 50,000 Persian expeditionary force that disappeared into the oasis.

For example, at the end of the Yin Shang Dynasty, the 250,000 parts of the expedition to Dongyi.

For example, the unsolved mystery of the First Legion of Ancient Rome.

For example, the Great Qin Northern and Southern Army, which was disputed in later generations, and the 800 British troops who disappeared in Turkey in World War I.

The crackling and burning bonfire, reflecting the old face of Super Arthur's withered bark, a secret that no one knows is gradually revealed.

No one knew that the widely circulated princes of the Beacon Fire Opera were the culprits who plunged the Central Plains into a thousand years of fire and water.

It not only created the glory of the dog Rong, but also made the ghost party extremely powerful.

"When the Son of Heaven was still alive (King Zhou Ping), the ancestors sent 100,000 troops to the west to avenge the revenge of the emperor, however, the road met the yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, and got lost to the northern region.

"The road is far away, the troops are seven or eight, and after breaking away from the pursuit of the strong enemy, the ancestors are no longer able to return to the Central Plains."

"The Far North is very hard, and our greatest enemy there is not a cold snap or a short period of sunshine, but food! As a result, our ancestors began to domesticate strong beasts such as ice bears, reindeer, snow leopards, and large ducks that walked upright········"

Super Arthur seems to have endless words, and it also leaves a shocking picture in Yang Shuang's mind.

That is the unremitting efforts made by human beings in order to survive and live.

When he heard the other party say that his home was destroyed and he had to move south, Yang Shuang couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever thought about returning to the Central Plains?" ”

Unexpectedly, Super Arthur didn't think about it in the slightest, "No! Our homeland is buried by a blizzard, but it's still there! There are buried our ancestors, and the city we have worked so hard to develop, and we must go back! ”

"Whew... Go home! Go home!!! ”

Super Arthur slapped his chest, and the shouts around him stopped abruptly, "You can also see that although we still speak the Central Plains dialect, the water and soil in the extreme north have changed our bodies, even if we return to the Central Plains, we will be regarded as barbarians, especially in the past thousand years, we have fused the blood of too many other tribes for the sake of future generations." ”

Speaking of which, Super Arthur's expression is quite depressed, "the years are like ······· gone"

"No!" Yang Shuang shook his head, "The years are like a pig-killing knife, which removes the fur and cuts off the bloodline!" But what can't be changed is that you are still the descendants of Yanhuang! ”

Every period, every dynasty, will produce a great fusion of nationalities.

Some came, others left.

For example, 56 nationalities and 56 flowers, such as overseas Chinese who live overseas and still dedicate themselves to the country in times of national crisis.

People live, there is always a lot of helplessness, as long as you don't betray the country and don't be a traitor, Yang Shuang doesn't have much disgust with this.

Of course, it is limited to this, if he encounters a national disaster, he would rather turn into a pile of loess at the border.

When the originally lonely Super Arthur heard this, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed, patted Yang Shuang on the shoulder and exclaimed: "It is worthy of being the general of the Central Plains, well said!" ”

"Ah Wu, go, bring the wine!" The dog country is located in the far north, there is no food, and there is no mare's milk, Yang Shuang does not believe that they will have wine at all.

And the reality is.

Don't look at them now munching on dog meat very happily, but at the campfire feast, there is nothing but venison and dog meat.

No fruit, no rice porridge, no cheese and pastries.

With Super Arthur choking on his drinking, and then bursting out loud with hearty laughter, the whole "graveyard" was completely thrown into a carnival.

Of course, Yang Shuang will not forget the Turkic iron cavalry that did not catch up because it was dark.

"You mean, the ghost party is here?" In the early morning of the second day, Super Arthur, who was exercising with ice cubes, received the news, and his face was suddenly full of hatred.

"Now they are not called ghosts, but Turks! As for the connection between the two, I don't understand either! "The elimination of nearly a thousand years has changed the steppe to several masters, each with one name, such as the Xiongnu, Yanran, Turkic and so on.

"Huh······ it's them!" Super Arthur was panting like a cow, and his anger needed no words.

Yang Shuang's expression did not move, but all kinds of thoughts turned rapidly in his mind.

Look at the other party's face, this is to prepare to die!

Hearing that cold slows down cell division, could it be that they have lived in the far north for a long time, and their brains have become dull?

20,000 semi-primitive people with women and children, against the Turkic iron cavalry of at least two or three hundred thousand, the victory or defeat is not obvious?

"Mighty King, I think, we need to discuss a countermeasure!"

"Nope! Revenge, no strategy, just a bloody !! ”