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Taking off the helmet, Cheng Chubi let out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and there was a corpse at his feet. This is a Tuyuhun Xianbei nobleman, looking at his dress, he should still dare to fight a samurai, and before he died, he probably wanted to rush into battle to earn a personal back. It's a pity that he fell on the way of the charge.

Like a hedgehog.

Burst!

Cheng Chubi bent down and pulled out an arrow, and there was an eyeball strung on the arrow, dripping with blood. Even the self-righteous and wild Mobei barbarians are almost ready to retch at this moment.

Throwing the arrow, Cheng Chubi pointed to the arrow in his hand: "The arrow doesn't even have a gap." ”

"Good arrows."

An Bo praised, he had seen these arrow factories. It is in the Hetao, which is a sub-factory of the Dahe Workshop, which is specially designed to temporarily add flying arrows to the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate.

Although there are more than a dozen kinds of arrows regulated by the imperial court, including strong crossbowmen, crossbows, longbows, bull horn bows, etc., in the old devil's place, flying arrows are the best.

Because it's universal.

"Show them all."

With an order, An Bo handed the flying arrows with eyeballs to the leader of the Zahu coalition to circulate. Although these people are wild, they are not stupid, especially like the Bone Warriors, who are even polishing stone and bone arrows in addition to being able to have metal arrows in their elites.

Although the arrows of the Western Turks were also made of iron, they were very easy to open, and sometimes they were not as good as bone arrows.

The advantage of a metal arrow is not how sharp it is, but how easy it is to machine. Compared with arrows, it is difficult to control the quality of arrow shafts.

But right now, the flying arrow with eyeballs on it, the shaft of the arrow is not too worn, and there is no problem at all in reusing it.

It's just that the number of flying arrows that have exploded is still quite large, and the arrows that are broken into scum can be seen everywhere, which makes the barbarians very sorry. Only two materials are used for these arrows, one is willow and the other is birch. The former is relatively light, the latter is a real heavy arrow, and the arrow is still an extended version.

"General, there is no living mouth."

Ansili came and went, but Cheng Chubi was unmoved, "Search again, listen to the sound in the corner, if it is dull and weak, it is solid; If it is a tuk tuk hollow, there will be a hiding. ”

Hearing his words, the face of the leader of the Zahu Coalition changed again.

They are extremely secret: the experience of killing everything...... It's so rich.

The coalition army rested, and the heads were salted in batches with lime and salt, and there was not much time, and when they returned to Shanshan, they were afraid that they would rot. After the rotten head, Hou Junji can completely disown it.

Who called his father Cheng Yanjin.

The scorching sun finally began to set in the west, and as night fell, the extreme temperature difference between day and night made some inexperienced members of the small grassland tribes shiver from the cold. They had masks, but no cloaks.

In order to make steel, Wang Xiaotong put forward the concept of temperature for furnace fire. Zhang De told the process that the temperature difference between day and night in the large desert of Tulun moraine will be 40 degrees. Cheng Chubi may not know what the concept of forty degrees is, but he knows that he has to bring a scarf and cloak when he arrives at this place.

Gale winds quickly take away body temperature, and the smell of blood blows with the night breeze to the mountains to the south. There are snowy peaks there, which can be seen in Putao City. The mountains are endless, and if you go all the way to the east, you will reach an oasis through a neighboring door, which is Dunhuang. And at the end of this mountain is Qilian Mountain.

There are Zhangxiong activities in Sabitze in Shannan, mainly to venture into the West Sea and ask the Tang people to buy weapons and salt. In recent years, because of the westward advance of the Tang army, the Qiangtang tribes, which were originally to be unified by Tubo, formed a three-way confrontation situation. The Tibetan family was still dominant, but it could not suppress Bolu and Zhangxiong.

Due to the civil strife in the Western Turks, the influence of the Tang Dynasty was accompanied by the reopening of the Silk Road north of Jinshan and the temporary opening of the Guazhou trade route, and both Bolu and Zhangxiong were able to make a detour to the Western Regions to contact the Tang people.

After the Tang army occupied the West Sea, Qinghai Horse Farm became a paradise for adventures for the Xiangxiong people, where not only salt, but also dried meat, tea, flour, lard, leather, weapons, and ......

The eloquent Tubo Zampu and the scheming Tubo Prime Minister were at a loss in the face of the confident Xiangxiong Bolu coalition army.

At this time, Tuyuhun was completely destroyed, and only Murong Shun and his son, who remained in Qinghai to watch the country's demise, were left. At this time, the territory of the Tang Dynasty extended westward from Dunhuang to Kunlun Mountain for the first time.

Beep Bobo...... The bonfire burned, and the headless corpses piled up nearby were burned. The wild wolf that came to peep from Nanshan smelling meat whined in the night, but was quickly killed by an arrow.

It wasn't until dawn that the narrow crossbow city killed a few more Tuyuhun nobles who were hiding in the night.

The scrapped war horses were killed, cut into pieces of meat, smeared with Qinghai salt, and stacked on the back of the pack horses.

The Zahu coalition army excitedly returned to Putao City, and this time, they all made meritorious contributions. With merit, there will be rewards, there will be real silk silk in the hand, and then you can exchange cattle, sheep or fields. They didn't have to herd cattle themselves, or even farm, and there were a large number of slave laborers in the Hetao, who were originally Turkic Tiele nobles who could not graze and farm, but now they not only mastered the skills of the former slaves, but also learned to farm.

As long as you have money, you can get the right amount of cattle and sheep in the Hetao that meets the expected value.

"General, what's wrong?"

Twenty miles away from the crossbow branch city, the wind and sand covered the figure of the coalition army, and Cheng Chubi suddenly stopped advancing, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"An Dalang, give you a regiment and return to Crossbow City, where you will be waiting for you."

Hearing Cheng Chubi's gloomy tone, the bearded leaders who had woken up with joy and refreshment instantly felt like their hearts were scratched by sharp claws, and they were like being stuffed into their mouths with tongs, and they couldn't say anything.

Around the range of several zhang around Cheng Chubi, there was no sound.

"It's a demon......

Someone whispered, very quietly, in a trembling voice.

"Yes!"

An Bo's face also twitched, and then he took two hundred people, turned the horse's head, and then pounced on the crossbow city.

The dilapidated desert town still has a bonfire beeping at this time, but it is not popular. A rustle could be heard, but it added to the dead silence.

For a long time, the city has been searched several times, and the city lord's mansion has been set on fire, and the corner of the courtyard wall moved slightly, and then the sand and soil were loosened, and a small opening was exposed. Then, a young head poked out of it, a teenager, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a look of fear in his eyes......

"There is no one left, the Tang people are gone, gone. Gone—"

At first he spoke quietly, as if whispering, and soon he burst into tears and cried out loud at the mouth of the cave, crying with joy.

There are constantly people coming out of it, carrying bags and bags, and in addition to men, there are also young female dependents, as if there are old and serious men.

These people were relieved that they had survived.

"Survived! I survived—"

One by one, tears of joy were shed, and a black-necked crane flew through the sky, quacking, as if to celebrate their success in survival.

The boys and girls who hugged each other and cried imagined that in the future, they would live a lifetime in the Western Regions incognito, live a life in peace and stability, never be displaced again, and never think about the glory of Xianbei people again.

"Whoa!"

When they walked out of the ruins, they saw the blue sky and white clouds, but they heard the sound of war horses like thunder.

Not far away, An Bo took two hundred knights, just fixed there, more than two hundred pairs of eyes, and his gaze swept over these survivors with incomparably rage.

An Bo raised his left arm, turned his palm into a knife, and swung forward neatly.