After seeing that Uhar had died, Huangpizi grabbed a horse on the side and prepared to return to the garrison to join the people, but he had just passed a gentle slope and found that on the other side of the gentle slope, there was a large continuous yurt, in which many Warat people could be seen.

This is already the territory of the Turghut tribe, and the Uhar originally planned to run here to seek help from the Turghut tribe, but before they arrived, they were already caught up by the yellow skin.

Huang Pizi looked in the direction of the Turgot, his eyes rolled, but a smile suddenly appeared on his face, since he had come, he couldn't return empty-handed.

It spun and jumped down, walking down the hillside, and a booing sound came out of its mouth. And then, from the mountains and forests, countless yellow skins emerged, and then surging towards him.

Huang Pizi has been infected by Fang Hong's divine power all the year round, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he can definitely be called the king of their race, and with an order, all the same kind have to echo.

"Boom. "If you look at it from a distance, you can see that the hillside somewhere has basically turned yellow, and the dense yellow skin is crowded and climbed down, which makes people's scalp tingle.

The yellowskins roared towards the Turgots station, and at first, the local residents did not care, but as they approached, countless whistles sounded.

One or two yellow skins are not terrible, but once there are thousands, it is simply a disaster. It can bite some livestock cubs, is extremely aggressive, and most importantly, emits an extremely foul-smelling stench.

Think about it, if 10,000 yellow-skinned people fart together, then this stronghold can be given up directly, the smell is really earth-shattering, and any living creature will be smoked to death if it comes close.

The speed at which the Turks reacted was a little slower after all, and countless yellow skins rushed madly into the crowd and rushed towards their livestock. In the past, even if the yellow skin was rampant, it would attack the cubs at most, but today, he went crazy and died, even those adult horses, cattle and sheep did not let go.

Usually more than a dozen to this bite, those horses, cattle and sheep can only desperately run around, even if the yellow skin is shaken off, there will be the rest of the yellow skin to climb up, without a moment of effort, basically all the livestock are hung up, some seriously injured, already dying.

Among them, one of the largest yellow skins, after scurrying from side to side, came to the place where the grain was hoarded. Outsiders have the impression that the diet of the Warat or Tatar people should be based on meat, but in fact, this statement is outrageous.

Warat and Tatar are both a branch of Mongolia, and although the Mongols are nomadic people, cattle and sheep are also extremely precious to them, eating meat every day, not to mention that they don't use so many livestock, even the human body can't stand it.

The Warat people also grow grain and vegetables in their own territory, but the yield is not too high, and they will also collect some berries and other things, and then combine them with meat to make a living.

However, for the Mongols, the most important material was not food, but tea. Mongolians eat surprisingly small amounts, a bowl of porridge with a little meat can be worth a day. However, if they do not drink tea for a long time, they will become bloated, constipated, and in severe cases, it can directly lead to death.

And now, Huang Pizi is standing on top of a large pile of tea bags. Because Varat does not produce tea, tea is obtained by skimming and trading, and these things are subject to a distribution system.

"Hiss. The yellow skin let out a long roar, the voice was extremely sharp, and then, countless yellow skins pricked up their ears and quickly rushed to it.

After a while, this tent for hoarding tea was climbed up by countless yellow skins, densely packed together, extremely spectacular.

"Quick, surround and kill them!" This creature is very annoying everywhere, especially the people of the Turghut tribe who have killed so many animals by them, and they are even more eager to kill them quickly.

Thousands of soldiers, organized by the nobles and nobles, armed with bows and arrows, surrounded these yellow skins in the middle.

"Shoot the arrows!" a dignified-looking nobleman shouted, and countless arrows fell like raindrops. Before the arrow fell, a thick yellow mist rose from the tent, like a yellow cloud, blowing the east wind at the moment, and quickly spread to the crowd.

"Snort. After farting, these yellow-skinned people fled into the distance, but some of them were still unable to dodge, and were pierced to the ground by bows and arrows.

"Hey!" "There are heavy casualties here, and the Warats are not feeling well, no one can imagine what it is like for 10,000 yellowskins to fart, the thick yellow smoke, like clouds. The people at the front were the most unlucky, swallowed directly by a burst of mist, and then lost consciousness. More people were desperately vomiting under the impact of the fog.

The smell was so disgusting that they felt that they didn't want to eat in their lives, as if countless rotten eggs and feces were soaking together, and even if the Warats could bear all kinds of pain, they felt like they wanted to die at the moment.

Then, while vomiting, their bodies twitched suddenly, and their stomachs ached, and they quickly realized that the yellow smoke was poisonous.

The stinky fart of the yellow skin itself is toxic, if it is one or two, it doesn't matter, but if these 10,000 farts together, the toxicity is great. Especially here, there is a yellow skin that has been tempered by divine power, and the toxicity is even more violent.

It took about an hour for the yellow mist to dissipate, but the smell remained, the station was largely abandoned, and they had to migrate.

But before the migration, there was a bigger problem in front of them, that is, more than 3,000 of them were poisoned, more than 2,000 livestock were bitten to death, more than 5,000 were injured, and stored grain and tea were destroyed, which looked really miserable.

The nobles of the Turghut tribe were about to go crazy with anger, but there was nothing they could do, the culprit had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape, and they couldn't even find a shadow.

"Dada. "Huang Pizi stood on the back of a horse, galloping happily, it solved a tribe by himself, and was thinking about how to ask for credit. But it didn't notice that a figure had appeared behind it at some point.