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Chapter 154 Yunzhou, charge! (seeking a monthly ticket)

The old man simply forgot about his own life and death.

Waving the machete in his hand, he slashed at the galloping horse's hooves.

"Pfft!"

As the blood soared, the machete in his hand slashed fiercely on the horse's right hoof.

But before he could pull out the machete, the huge horseshoe stomped him hard on the frontier land!
"Beasts are just animals after all, are they as hard as our Han people?"

With the last trace of pride, the old man drew a successful conclusion to his ordinary but not mediocre life.

With a smile and pride, he bid farewell to this place where he had lived for decades.

"Mom! My stomach hurts so much!"

"Woooooo!"

A teenage child was clutching his bloody stomach.

While shouting in pain, he was writhing in pain in a pool of blood.

"Son! Don't cry, you're a man!"

A Yunzhou woman not far away, while struggling desperately towards the boy, comforted him loudly.

How much she wanted to hold her child's hand with her blood-stained hands.

Although the distance between mother and son is only more than half a meter, to them, it feels like they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"court death!"

Following the roar of a remnant of construction, the Yunzhou woman fell into a pool of blood with unwillingness and despair.

But even after she died, her eyes were full of maternal love staring at her child.

Her hands, covered with donated blood, still maintained the same posture as before.

Until her death, she never forgot to try to catch her child.

Blood is thicker than water.

Mother's love trumps everything!
It's just that in the eyes of the beasts like Jiancheng Remnants and Turkic Offal, they will never understand!
"Mother! Open your eyes and look at the child!"

"The baby is a man, the baby will stop crying!"

The little boy wiped the tears from his face with his hand, and his face was instantly covered with blood.

He raised his immature cheeks and shouted extremely strongly.

How he wished his mother could see how strong he was at this time.

However, his mother can no longer be seen.

"Mother! The child wants to avenge you!"

The little boy said as he picked up the machete next to him.

But his weak arm has not picked up the scimitar yet.

A cold machete rushed to chop off his head.

"Pfft!"

The incomparably sharp scimitar fell fiercely on the little boy's body.

The hot blood spurted out instantly.

Until the last moment of his death, the little boy did not cry.

No more yelling!
He faced death like a man.

No.

He is a man!

Until his death, he still held the scimitar tightly in his hand.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One by one, the sons of Yunzhou fell beside the little boy one after another.

The hot blood instantly dyed the frontier land red.

The frontier where corpses are strewn all over the field is full of blooded sons of the Han family.

Although their bodies are gradually getting colder, the endless glory on their faces will never fade!

This is Han Jiaerlang's clank and iron bones.

This is the innate glory of Han Jiaerlang!

This is the demeanor of blood stains!

No matter how the years change, how the sea changes.

The soul of the Han family will never leave!

At this time, Xu Zilong, the general guarding the city of Yunzhou, was holding a spear and was fighting non-stop.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One by one, he built up the sins of desire and died under his gun one after another.

Even though he has the bravery of Changshan Zhao Zilong, but in the face of this inexhaustible construction remnant, the inexhaustible Turkic offal.

The strength on his body is getting less and less, and the wounds on his body are getting more and more.

And the guards and soldiers of Yunzhou around him died in battle one after another.

After a while, all the soldiers of Yunzhou died in battle.

Now, he is the only one left.

He was surrounded.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, he was chopped off and fell off his horse.

Although the flying blood covered his eyes, it couldn't cover up his Han family's blood.

"Blood debts are paid in blood, and you will never die!"

"Soldiers of Yunzhou, charge!"

Even after falling off his horse, he still kept waving the spear in his hand and roaring loudly.

boom!
As the horse's hoof fell, his stomach was instantly trampled into pulp.

The spear in his hand was still waving, but it was getting slower and slower.

With the belief that death is at home, he was swallowed by endless darkness.

Death, for him, has no fear at all.

Living is the greatest shame to him!

Swear to die rather than surrender, rather die than retreat.

he made it!

"You bastards, come and kill me!"

"Grandpa teaches you how to be a good person!"

"Old Wangtou, are you stupid? They are a bunch of beasts, can you teach them?"

"Old Zhangtou, Old Wang, I was wrong!"

The people of Yunzhou laughed wildly at the Jiancheng Desires.

It's just that the laughter gets smaller and smaller until it's all gone.

They all died on the way to the charge!

No one in Yunzhou has retreated, and no one has fled!

"Bah! A bunch of untouchables."

Gao Baofeng spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed fiercely.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, he showed a happy smile.

"Enter the city! Slaughter all the untouchables in the city!"

While roaring, he rushed towards the city.

But looking at the city that was so close at hand, and the city gate that was wide open, they couldn't help but be full of doubts?

Why don't these untouchables shut up?

Is there fraud in the city?

With deep doubts, he rushed into Yunzhou City.

Looking at the empty street, Gao Baofeng immediately reined in his horse.

His heart was full of deep doubts.

But when he saw the blood book on the wall in the city, he finally realized it.

But that line of writing in blood made his scalp tingle.

"This group of damned Han people, don't they really fear death?"

Gao Baofeng stared at the bloody book on the wall and roared in anger.

Are these Han people really not afraid of death?
He seemed to be asking himself.

It's more like telling yourself - they are not afraid of death!

Not only him.

The surrounding Jiancheng desires and Turkic offal, looking at the lines of bloody books on the wall, couldn't help their scalp numb, and their backs broke out in cold sweat.

The lines of blood books on the wall were written by the people and soldiers of Yunzhou dipped in their own blood before charging.

"Yunzhou Erlang, I swear to the death that I will not surrender!"

"I won't be reincarnated anymore, and He Jiancheng will never stop his evil deeds!"

"Even if I'm a ghost, I will never let these bastards go!"

"Today, all my sons and daughters from Yunzhou will go out of the city to meet the enemy. If they all die in battle, I will ask the Blood Armored General to avenge Yunzhou!"

"..."

The blood books on the wall are like needlepoints.

It is so dazzling!

"Erase it for me! Erase it all!"

After a brief shock, Gao Baofeng roared like crazy.

This is a blood letter, a line of blood script.

Like a pair of daggers, it stabbed straight into his heart.

How to keep it?

He kept roaring and wiping away the bloody words.

But it couldn't wipe away the endless fear in his heart!

(End of this chapter)