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Chapter 183 Fear from the depths of the soul (seeking a monthly ticket)
Blood covered the sky.

Corpses piled up on the ground.

The direction in which the Turkic cavalry charged was filled with the corpses of countless Beiliang soldiers.

In order to intercept the fleeing Turkic army, they rushed up one by one, and fell down one by one.

For this obsession in their hearts, they gave their lives.

"Turkic warriors, kill!"

"Charge, kill!"

The Turkic army roared with great excitement.

They are about to break out of the siege of the Tang soldiers, how can they not be excited?
They are about to end this desperate entanglement, how can they not be excited?
"Hurry up and retreat to Anton, hurry up!"

Ash Hanbing roared hysterically.

Right now the Turkic army was about to rush out of the encirclement, but the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.

The idea of ​​fighting to the death before had disappeared in his mind, and now he just wanted to retreat to Anton as soon as possible.

"eye for eye!"

"eye for eye!"

Qin Huaiyu looked at the soldiers who fell under the Turkic horseshoes one by one, and couldn't help but shed blood and tears.

Not only him, but all the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army felt blood dripping from their hearts when they saw their brother fell off the horse and died.

Bit by bit, there is endless hatred.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

The surrounding soldiers of the Northern Liang Army roared, and charged to the forefront of the Turkic army again.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Those Turkic iron cavalry who tried to fight a bloody way and rushed out were stunned for a moment.

He really couldn't figure it out, he killed a group just now, but why are there still another group coming to die?

Are they really not afraid of death?

You know, there are tens of thousands of Turkic troops charging.

And they, only a few hundred people, also tried to stop the charge of tens of thousands of troops.

They are not stupid, they are really crazy!

"eye for eye!"

The soldiers of the Northern Liang Army looked at their good brother who was lying in a pool of blood, and roared with tears in their eyes.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Like the previous soldiers, they charged towards the Turkic cavalry.

"Brothers, let's continue the tasks you haven't completed!"

"Life is a Beiliang soldier, death is a Beiliang ghost, kill!"

"Northern Liang Army, vow to die!"

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Following roars full of murderous intent, soldiers of the Northern Liang Army rushed up one by one.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, the heart of the Turkic cavalry couldn't help but tremble.

At this point, they were really forced to fight.

They didn't want to fight this group of lunatics, but they had no choice but to rush forward on their own initiative.

"Madman, this is a group of lunatics!"

"General, what should we do? Shall we rush out in a different direction?"

"Datang's two-legged sheep have turned into hungry wolves!"

The Turkic cavalry shouted loudly one by one, feeling even more panicked.

Although they massacred a group of soldiers of the Northern Liang Army who were ashamed of death, another group rushed up.

In their hearts, they have long been defeated by the soldiers of the Beiliang Army who regard death as home.

The reason why they are still alive now is only because of their numbers.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

These soldiers of the Northern Liang Army fought with the Turkic army with the determination to see death as home.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

As the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army fell one by one, and each one decreased, the timidity and fear in the hearts of the Turkic cavalry became more intense.

Faced with this desperate dismissal, not only Ash Hanbing was shocked, but the Turkic general was stunned, Jian Jian's remnants were even more frightened and trembled, and the yellow liquid flowed.

This is not a group of lunatics, but a group of dead men!
The Turkic prince Ashi Hanbing was completely going crazy.

He really didn't understand.

How much gold, silver and jewels did the Tang Dynasty give these people to make them so reckless.

In the previous battle on the banks of the Weishui River, a blood-armored general who regarded death as home made hundreds of thousands of Turkic troops retreat in embarrassment.

Now, where did this group of lunatic Tang soldiers come from!
At a certain moment, Ash Hanbing suddenly understood why his father had failed miserably.

There is no end to this group of Tang soldiers who regard death as home.

One group died in battle, and another group came up again.

It was only their bodies that fell, but what did not die was their unyielding pride and determination to die!
"Hurry up and get out! Quickly retreat to Anton and the Far East!"

Ash Hanbing roared trembling all over.

To fight with this group of desperate soldiers is undoubtedly to fight with ghosts and gods.

Especially after fighting until now, looking at the corpses all over the ground, the blood flowing backwards.

Although the number of soldiers in the Tang Dynasty has been decreasing, there are only less than 2 soldiers at this time.

And their Turkic army still has more than [-] people, occupying this absolute advantage.

But even so, not only did he not have the slightest chance of winning in his heart, but he was panicked, and it became more and more intense.

"Hurry up and get out!"

"Warrior from the grassland, kill!"

Following Ash Hanbing's military order, the fearful Turkic cavalry formed a sharp dagger again and tried to charge out again.

Only this time, their previous joy was gone, replaced by endless fear.

Their hearts were terrified, their guts had already been shattered, and they were filled with deep fear.

This desperate style of play made their hair stand on end.

Although this group of desperate lunatics couldn't resist their cavalry, the desperate fighting style of this group of lunatics made the Turkic cavalry wonder when they would die in battle.

Maybe now, maybe the next moment.

And just when they launched another charge, Qin Huaiyu led a group of soldiers from the Northern Liang Army and appeared in front of the Turkic forward.

He finally killed it.

Although it was a little late, but fortunately, the soldiers of the Beiliang Army used their bodies to block the horseshoes of the Turkic cavalry from escaping.

Turkic offal is still there!

As long as they are still there, there is still a chance to slaughter them all and avenge Han Jiaerlang!

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Qin Huaiyu's eyes were red, he held up the bloody weapon in his hand, and roared hysterically.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

"eye for eye!"

Although the officers and soldiers of the Beiliang Army behind him were fighting for the first time on the battlefield, they all regarded death as if they were home, and their shouts of killing were loud and majestic!

Facing the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty rushing forward, the Turkic cavalry no longer had the same indomitable momentum as before.

Because of inner fear, inner timidity, and beliefs that have long been crushed.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

This sentence couldn't be more appropriate for the Turkic cavalry at this time.

At this time, the prairie warriors who claimed to be extremely brave no longer dared to fight head-on with the soldiers of the Beiliang Army.

They began to be timid and began to back away.

"Damn the Tang soldiers, they are all crazy, all crazy!"

"They are not humans, they are evil spirits from hell!"

"Prince, let's charge in another direction! It's okay to retreat to Pingzhou!"

The Turkic cavalry roared in panic one by one, as if roaring could reduce their inner timidity.

They are really scared!

This is a fear from the deepest part of the soul!
(End of this chapter)