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Chapter 189 Shen Lang's Life Hangs by a Thread
Shen Lang seemed to be crazy, forgetting the pain in his body, and doing the final fight.

Just when Shen Lang led hundreds of soldiers from the Northern Liang Army to block the way for the Turkic cavalry to retreat to Pingzhou.

Those Baima Yicong who were mixed in the Beiliang army frantically slaughtered the Turkic cavalry around them, and quickly gathered in one place.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

The white horse righteous servants roared loudly and fought desperately, like a sharp dagger, they tore a hole in the Turkic army in an instant.

"Hurry up and meet the general!"

"Protect the General!"

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Looking at Shen Lang's crumbling body, the white horse righteous followers seemed to be going crazy, and killed a bloody path in an instant.

They stepped on the corpse of the Turkic cavalry and rushed towards Shen Lang quickly.

Faced with this sudden change, Ash Hanbing was stunned instantly, and his heart was still shocked.

"Quick! Quickly kill the blood armor general!"

Ash Hanbing roared hysterically.

If he waited for this group of crazy generals from the Tang Dynasty to join the Blood Armored General, he would really have no chance.

This is the best opportunity to kill the Blood Armored General, and he doesn't want to miss it.

"Warriors of the grassland, kill the Blood Armored General!"

"The Blood Armored General is dead, trample him into flesh!"

The surrounding Turkic cavalry swarmed towards Shen Lang while roaring.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One after another, sharp Turkic scimitars landed on Shen Lang's crumbling body.

But Shen Lang was still holding on to the reins of the white dragon horse tightly, and the gentian silver gun in his hand fought back weakly.

He is already at the end of his bow.

Although the injuries on his body were not fatal, but outside Yunzhou City, he fought against thousands of people by himself, so he had no choice but to activate the magical skill Cloud Breaker Dragon.

But the side effects of magical skills are fatal!
At this time, Shen Lang's scarred body was like a flat boat in the sea, and it might be swallowed by the waves at any time.

The main reason is still because of the side effects of the magic skill.

Although his magical skills allowed him to kill all directions, he won the opportunity for a thousand Beiliang soldiers to capture Yunzhou.

But after the magical skill, the endless weakness was fatal to him.

Fortunately, he rested in Yunzhou for a stick of incense, otherwise how could he rush from Yunzhou to Pingzhou?

He struggled to support and fight.

But his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was getting more and more wounds.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The moment he was in a trance, two Turkic scimitars fell on him.

"Soldiers of the Northern Liang Army, charge!"

He shuddered violently, resisting the excruciating pain from his body, and roared hysterically.

Already at the end of his strong bow, he launched his own charge again.

This is the soul of the Beiliang Army, and he will never retreat!

This is the pride of my son of the Han family. I would rather shroud myself in horse leather than take a step back!
As his roar sounded, the gentian silver spear swept out, instantly beheading the Turkic cavalry on the opposite side.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the gentian silver gun in Shen Lang's hand plunged straight into the ground.

He no longer had the strength to pick up the spear on the ground, so he could only rely on the spear to support his crumbling body.

"The blood armor general is dead, warriors kill!"

Ash Hanbing, who was in the Turkic army, saw the scene in front of him and roared with great excitement.

He finally had a chance for revenge!
Old and new grudges, all in one fell swoop!
The endless excitement in his heart made him eager to urge his horse to rush towards Shen Lang himself.

"The blood armor general is dead, go!"

"Slay the blood-armored general and find the prince to receive the reward!"

The Turkic cavalry in charge of the charge rushed towards Shen Lang one by one.

"Northern Liang Army, vow to die!"

Shen Lang growled hysterically, raised his head and laughed.

The black hair dyed red by blood was flying in the wind.

The scarred body still stood proudly in the sky.

Even though the corpses around him are piled up like a mountain, even if there are countless Turkic scimitars on his head that are about to fall.

But the endless killing intent still made the surrounding Turkic cavalry tremble with fear.

"Is he really not afraid of death?"

"kill him!"

Although the heart of the Turkic Iron Cavalry was full of shock, they still roared loudly, wanting to get the one in their hands faster, and faster.

If the Blood Armored General doesn't die, they will live in fear and cowardice forever.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

Shen Lang roared like he was going crazy, and exhausted the last bit of strength in his body to launch the final blow.

As if feeling the endless killing intent in the master's heart, the gentian silver gun swept out with endless bloodthirsty light.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The gentian silver spear swept out, beheading several Turkic iron cavalry around them with one shot.

The gentian silver spear in Shen Langhe's hand completed a magnificent blow in the Turkic army.

But what greeted them was endless darkness.

Shen Lang only felt his eyes go dark, and his destitute body fell to the ground.

boom!
One person, the gun, hit the ground hard.

Shen Lang knelt down on one knee, and the gentian silver gun in his hand poked straight at the ground.

One person, one shot.

Cling to each other, stand proudly between heaven and earth.

The blood-stained black hair hung down, and blood dripped down from time to time.

The bloodthirsty light of the gentian silver gun also gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Shen Lang's head was drooping, and there was darkness in front of his eyes.

"Am I going to die?"

He murmured alone, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He was tired, really tired.

The surrounding Turkic cavalry fell silent in an instant. They looked at the scene in front of them in stunned silence, and they were all shocked.

The light of the God of War dissipated, and the endless killing intent faded away.

But the blood-armored general in front of them is still the devil in their hearts.

"Kill the Blood Armored General!"

"Quickly kill the blood armor general!"

Ashi Hanbing in the middle of the Turkic army roared anxiously.

He couldn't wait to see the head of the blood armor general fall to the ground!
What are the three frontier cities?
Even if the five frontier cities are lost, as long as the head of the blood armored general Xiang Shang can be exchanged, it is worth it!

"Kill! Kill the blood armor general!"

"Turkic warriors, kill!"

Those Turkic cavalry who were stunned in place, reacted instantly, roared loudly one by one, and charged towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's life was hanging by a thread in an instant!
And at this critical moment, the Baimayi Congs rushed directly from the Turkic army.

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the General!"

They roared and charged.

Regardless of the Turkic scimitars cutting towards the body, it was too late to kill these Turkic bastards.

All they have to do is charge!

Like a sharp sword that cuts iron like mud, the white horse followers directly tore a hole in the Turkic army.

"Hurry up and kill the blood armor general!"

Seeing Baima Yicong charging away from not far away, Ash Hanbing broke into cold sweat instantly, and roared in a hoarse voice.

(End of this chapter)