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Chapter 157 Please kill me (ask monthly ticket)
The unknown danger is the most terrifying.

Faced with this cold arrow that doesn't know where it came from, and when it will be shot, it will explode that head.

The surrounding Turkic cavalry were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled.

In this boundless night, their proud riding and shooting skills were crushed to pieces.

But what are you afraid of more and more?

"Ong!"

The sound of a bow and arrow piercing the night sky sounded again.

"Pfft!"

Then a head exploded above everyone's heads!
Brain and blood instantly fell down, splashing everyone's faces.

"what!"

"It can't be a ghost!"

This group of Turkic cavalry could no longer bear the torture of endless fear in their hearts.

They couldn't help screaming loudly one by one.

But at this moment, cold arrows shot again.

One.

two.

Three.

……

Under the cover of night, cold arrows from nowhere were shot out one after another.

One by one, the Turkic bastards were shot in the head!

"Who! Who the hell!"

The leading Turkic leader couldn't help roaring hysterically.

He was about to be tormented mad by this fear!

Not only this rabbit team, but even the war horses they were sitting on couldn't stand the endless murderous aura, and they roared to the sky one by one.

Shen Lang hid not far away, listening to the roars of the Turks, he couldn't help but tilt his mouth up, revealing a sly smile.

kill you?
Isn't that too cheap for you dogs?
He will torture them with endless fear.

Make their lives worse than death!
This is Shen Lang's ultimate goal.

If they really wanted their lives, they would be slaughtered with just one charge.

But this is far from quenching the anger in Shen Lang's heart!

Only torturing them and making them worse than death is what Shen Lang wants most!
Tortured by fear, this Turkic squad of nearly a thousand people was shot to death by a series of cold arrows.

All of this came from the hands of Baima Yicong.

Only they can have such superb archery skills.

But among the thousand Beiliang soldiers led by Shen Lang, there were nearly a hundred white horse followers.

Relying on their hundred-step piercing skills, it is easy to shoot and kill this group of Turkic bastards with less than a thousand people.

This is also Shen Lang's biggest trump card for being so arrogant!
"This is your first time to kill the enemy, so let's treat it as practice!"

As Shen Lang's voice fell, the blood of the surrounding Turkic cavalry instantly boiled.

Then Shen Lang clamped his horse's belly fiercely, and led the recruits towards the periphery of the Turkic cavalry.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Following the dance of Gentian's bright silver gun, two pillars of blood spurted out in an instant.

The new recruits were like little tigers, waving their weapons and fighting unwillingly.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Turkic cavalry fell into a pool of blood.

But at this time, the Turkic leader hiding in the middle was only holding his head to avoid the brilliant back arrow.

Especially the continuous sound of horseshoes made the fear in his heart reach the extreme.

"We are warriors from the grassland, fight out!"

"Kill it out!"

This group of Turkic cavalry has been tortured crazy by the strong breath of death.

At this moment, they couldn't bear it anymore, and each of them rode their horses and wanted to escape.

It's important to save your own life!
As for their leader, they had already forgotten about it.

But if they want to escape, can they escape?

"Kill! Not one left!"

Seeing that this group of Turkic bastards wanted to escape, Shen Lang couldn't help roaring.

A group of devoid of conscience, do you deserve to live?
The gentian silver spear shot headshot as if it had eyes.

At this time, the head of the Turkic cavalry was no longer a head in Shen Lang's eyes.

But a watermelon!

Brains and blood mixed together, constantly blooming in the air.

"kill!"

The soldiers of the Beiliang Army behind Shen Lang were even more excited.

This day is what they want most!
Their blood was already boiling hot, and the big sword in their hands could no longer bear it.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

This group of Turkic iron cavalry, who had already been frightened out of their courage, had no power to fight back, and could only be slaughtered by the soldiers of the Beiliang Army.

In the blink of an eye, this Turkic team of nearly a thousand people was defeated!
The endless fear in their hearts has already made them lose the courage to resist.

Not only that, but now they can't even hold the Turkic scimitar in their hands steadily.

Today, where do they still have the slightest demeanor of the grassland warriors of the past?

It's not even as good as the two-legged sheep in their mouths!
Yes, they are a group of things worse than animals!

Now, in endless fear and darkness, they died one by one by the swords of the soldiers of the Beiliang Army.

Shen Lang led a thousand soldiers of the Beiliang Army, slaughtering them in a rhythmic manner.

Shen Lang didn't want to kill them all at once.

Instead, slowly torture them in endless fear!
Let them enjoy the feeling that life is worse than death!
Faced with the encirclement of the Northern Liang Army officers and soldiers, and their swords that were dropped at an unknown time.

These Turkic offal are going crazy!

They didn't know how many Tang soldiers there were, let alone where they were hiding in the dark.

The most deadly thing is that they don't know when the god of death will come to them.

Maybe it's the next one, maybe it's the next second.

Endless panic!
Endless horror!
Those Turkic bastards who were still alive couldn't help but trembled all over in fright, and some even fell off their horses in fright.

As more and more people fell into the pool of blood, some Turks could no longer bear the endless fear, holding their heads and screaming "Ouch".

"Damn Han people, if we have the ability, we will fight again at dawn!"

"Come out! Come out!"

"What are they trying to do?"

The Turkic offal kept roaring and roaring.

Only a loud roar seemed to be able to dispel the fear in their hearts.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Come out!"

"General, let's fight them!"

The roars came one after another, but they could not hide the endless fear in their hearts.

"Pfft!"

When four or five Turkic cavalry rushed out, Shen Lang came from nowhere and killed them on the spot.

"Fight!"

"Fight them!"

"Warriors, go out!"

The leading Turkic general roared hysterically.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, with the sound of a bow and arrow at dawn, his head bloomed with brilliant blood flowers in the darkness.

His head was shot directly by an arrow!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The surrounding soldiers of the Northern Liang Army raised their knives and killed those Turkic bastards who were trying to rush out on the spot.

In the face of this endless fear, there is also a companion who was shot in the head by an arrow.

The remaining Turkic offal completely collapsed.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Please give me a good time!"

The remaining Turkic bastard dropped the scimitar in his hand, held his head and roared madly.

(End of this chapter)