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Chapter 197 Besieging the Turkic Prince (ask for a monthly ticket)

The screams behind him made Ash Hanbing feel pain in his heart.

These are all warriors of the prairie!

Now that they died one by one under the knife of Datang's Two-legged Sheep, how could he not feel heartbroken?
"Military division, why don't we turn around and fight these two-legged sheep!"

Ash Hanbing roared angrily at the military division beside him.

"Yes! Fight them! We have more people than them, and we can definitely kill them all."

Hu Chengwei, the remnant of the construction at the side, encouraged him as if he saw hope again.

"Your Highness, you must not continue to fight recklessly. If you are a little careless, we will be lost forever!"

The Turkic army division gave Hu Chengwei a hard look, and tried to persuade Ash Hanbing.

"The army retreated quickly! Get rid of those two-legged sheep!"

Ash Hanbing nodded at the military master, then turned his head and roared at the Turkic cavalry behind him.

"The whole army retreats quickly!"

"Warriors, quick! Quick!"

The Turkic cavalry slapped the sitting horse desperately with the back of its sword, and fled quickly.

But at this time, Shen Lang led the three thousand white horses, with full firepower, and took a shortcut and galloped towards An Dong.

In less than a stick of incense, Anton appeared in front of everyone.

"General, we should have overtaken the Turkic army."

A white horse Yicong shouted at Shen Lang.

"The whole army stops advancing!"

As Shen Lang said, he reined in the reins severely, and the white dragon horse raised its front hooves to the sky and roared endlessly.

Then a white horse Yicong got off his horse and lay down on the ground and listened carefully.

Tens of thousands of troops rode their horses and galloped, and the earth trembled.

Therefore, lying on the ground and listening to the vibrations of the earth to judge the position of the enemy is the basic skill of every soldier.

"Report to the general, the Turkic army is coming soon."

This Baima Yicong said to Shen Lang with a solemn expression.

"They are finally here!"

As Shen Lang said, he slowly wiped the gentian silver gun in his hand.

He wiped it so earnestly and gently, as if stroking his beloved woman.

The Gentian Bright Silver Spear is not only his weapon.

More like his lover!
Follow him on the bloody battlefield, and follow him to escape from death again and again.

One person, one shot.

Already merged into one!

And the three thousand white horse Yicong behind him also gently wiped the weapon in his hand.

They have waited too long for this moment...

Finally, he can fight side by side with the Blood Armored General, and finally he can avenge Haoerlang of the Han family!
At this time, even the white dragon horse became restless.

It also seems to feel the danger!

Shen Lang let out a long breath, and gently stroked the white dragon horse's head.

He pricked up his ears, listening quietly to the approaching hoofbeats and shouts of killing.

But when he thought of Li Xiuning who almost lost his life trying to save himself, he felt extremely guilty.

"You little girl, what should I do if you treat me like this?"

Shen Lang murmured helplessly in his heart.

Shen Lang's eyes were slightly closed, while gently stroking the sitting white dragon horse, he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the approaching hoofbeats.

Then I saw him stretch out five fingers.

four.

three.

two.

When his fingers turned into one, the Turkic cavalry appeared below the hillside where he was.

Exactly!

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Shen Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and roared hysterically.

"Beiliang Army, kill kill kill!"

Then a shout that resounded through the sky exploded above the heads of the Turkic army.

Ash Hanbing suddenly looked up, and a look of panic and astonishment instantly appeared on his face.

I saw Shen Lang holding a gentian silver spear and leading three thousand white horse rebels, rushing from the hillside.

The Turkic army was stunned in an instant, staring at the blood-armored general rushing forward, dumbfounded.

"Blood armor general!"

Hu Chengwei, the boss who built the remnants, exclaimed in terror.

Ash Hanbing was so frightened that he trembled all over, and almost fell off his horse.

He is a blood-armored general who became famous in the battle on the banks of the Weishui River!

Among the tens of thousands of Turkic troops, he was the one who cut off his father's right arm with a single shot!

Wasn't he injured and fell from his horse outside the gate of Pingzhou City?
He is still alive!

Why did he appear here?
Even if he didn't die, he was seriously injured.

This is impossible!

"Prince, run away!"

The Turkic military division roared at Ash Hanbing who was stunned in place.

But at this time, Shen Lang led three thousand white horse righteous followers, and killed them in front of the Turkic army.

His target is Ash Hanbing!

He was like a god of war descending from the earth, with endless killing intent, which made the Turkic cavalry panic in an instant.

Not only were the Turkic cavalry scared out of their wits, but even the war horses they were sitting on couldn't help roaring and agitating.

This is murderous intent!
Endless killing intent!
"Turkic miscellaneous, our new and old hatred, we should settle it! Let's settle it today!"

Shen Lang's roar, like a thunderbolt, exploded in the Turkic army in an instant.

When the Turkic army recovered from the shock, Shen Lang led three thousand Baima Yicong and rushed to them.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The gentian silver gun in Shen Lang's hand swept out instantly, and then chopped off the two Turkic cavalry in front.

The soaring blood made the surrounding Turkic cavalry terrified instantly.

"Hurry up and protect the prince!"

"Warriors rush up and stop them!"

"Kill me! Protect the prince and leave!"

As the roar of the Turkic army division sounded, the Turkic cavalry rushed forward one by one.

They all had red eyes and waved the Turkic scimitar in their hands, trying to stop Shen Lang and others.

But in the face of the three thousand white horses, the Turkic iron cavalry, who had already been frightened, would be an opponent.

boom!
The three thousand white horse followers who rushed down the hillside instantly collided with the Turkic cavalry.

"Beiliang army killed!"

"Blood debt paid in blood! Slaughter all Turkic offal!"

Sanqian Baima Yicong roared and charged into the Turkic army, waving the weapons in his hand.

And Shen Lang instantly opened a hole in the Turkic army.

With bloodthirsty radiance, the gentian silver gun took away the lives of Turkic cavalry as it swung up and down.

Although he was injured, his body was still very weak.

But faced with this rare opportunity, how could he care about his own safety?
Killing matters!
"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The Turkic cavalry in front of Shen Lang were beheaded and fell off one by one, and the cold Turkic scimitars also fell on him one after another.

"Prince, run away!"

"Stop the blood-armored general and protect the prince from leaving!"

"Warriors, kill!"

The Turkic military master roared anxiously, and slapped Ash Hanbing's horse with the back of his knife, trying to make him escape as soon as possible.

But in the face of this group of wolves and tigers, how can it be so easy to escape?

(End of this chapter)