In the beginning, I set up a street stall in Datang

Chapter 27 One man is in charge

Isn't this bare-bottomed Turkic offal, the god of war who claims to come from grass?
Why did you run away with your ass pouted before the beating started?
Shen Lang scoffed at his behavior of running away without leaving his balls behind!
Aren’t you the god of war who claims to be from the grassland?

I also want to try whether your balls are hard, or the tip of my gun is hard!

How the hell did you run away!
……

"Thank you General for saving your life!"

Just as Shen Lang looked at the direction in which the Turkic barbarians were fleeing, cursing these bastards for giving birth to children without buttholes and wetting their shoes, the people around him shouted at him.

Shen Lang immediately came back to his senses, his eyes full of murderous intent gradually softened.

His eyes slowly swept across everyone's bodies and paused briefly on the little girl.

Although the girl put on her clothes at this time, she was trembling, curled up and sobbing non-stop.

"You all have to live well, because you have to keep your eyes open and watch carefully for those relatives who died."

"Look at how the Turkic offal was slaughtered!"

"Look at how our Youzhou took revenge!"

Shen Lang said in a hoarse voice.

The saved Youzhou people around them were wiping away their tears while nodding at Shen Lang.

Seeing them like this, Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was most worried that he could save their lives, but not their hearts.

"General, what should we do next?"

The Youzhou wounded soldier who followed Shen Lang to kill asked pantingly.

Although he was already exhausted, his heart was still full of fighting spirit.

"Can you still fight?"

Shen Lang asked loudly immediately.

The domineering arrogance of being the only one in the world that day spread out in an instant.

Zhao Yun's big gift bag not only greatly increased his combat effectiveness, but also enhanced his personal charm and aura.

The surrounding soldiers of Youzhou instantly cast admiring glances at him.

Single-handedly save Youzhou from water and fire.

What kind of heroism is this?
The blood all over his body was enough to prove everything.

The Youzhou soldiers around were trembling with excitement, wishing to kneel down and worship him.

"General, we can still fight!"

"Even if you die, you must die on the way to charge."

"If you don't slaughter this group of conscienceless Turkic bastards, you will never live!"

The captured soldiers around gritted their teeth and roared hysterically.

"Since you can still fight, follow this general and slaughter all these Turkic bastards!"

Shen Lang held the bright silver gentian gun and shouted with great passion.

"Slaughter all the Turkic offal!"

"Slaughter all the Turkic offal!"

"Slaughter all the Turkic offal!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers raised their arms and shouted.

Their blood was completely ignited by Shen Lang's words.

As the son of the Han family, how can he be afraid of these Turkic bastards?
How can you live without revenge?
Although they are all scarred.

Although they are exhausted one by one.

But at this time, the blood has been ignited, and they can only fight to the death in their hearts!
Even if you die, you will die on the way to the charge.

Die on the battlefield, on the way to avenge your loved ones!
"Slaughter all the Turkic offal, and pay with blood!"

Shen Lang let out a loud cry, and clamped the horse's belly hard with his legs.

The white dragon horse seemed to feel the overwhelming fighting intent of its master, and couldn't help but let out a joyful roar.

"Slaughter all the Turkic offal, and pay with blood!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers roared one by one, followed behind Shen Lang, and embarked on the road of revenge again.

……

"Did you see it? Our great revenge in Youzhou is about to be avenged."

The saved people of Youzhou looked dreamily at the direction Shen Lang and the others were leaving.

Whispering alone.

I prayed silently.

Tears welled up one by one!

……

Shen Lang led the soldiers of Youzhou to kill directly towards the south gate.

"Close the city gates and slaughter all the Turkic offal in the city!"

Shen Lang yelled, and took away the life of a Turkic bastard with a single shot.

The Youzhou soldiers behind him rushed forward like crazy.

In the past few days, they have been attacked by Turkic barbarians many times, and they have seen how many brothers died in battle.

Now that the city of Youzhou was broken, they were massacred and captured, and watched helplessly as countless people died under the scimitars of the Turkic barbarians.

But now, they finally have a chance to counterattack, and finally have a chance to take revenge!
They had been looking forward to this moment for so long!
Shen Lang took the lead and then rushed to the front, trying to attract as much firepower as possible.

Because he knew very well in his heart that those Youzhou soldiers behind him were already at the end of their bows.

The reason why they can still fight after themselves is entirely supported by their passion.

So Shen Lang kept fighting, using the simplest moves to reap the lives of the Turkic barbarians, and minimize the deaths of Youzhou soldiers behind him as much as possible.

The bright silver gentian gun exuding endless murderous aura, like a death harvester, took away the heads of Turkic barbarians every time Shen Lang danced.

Facing the blood armor, Shen Lang looked like he came from hell.

The group of Turkic barbarians gasped in an instant.

Seeing their companions being killed one after another, they were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their backs.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

"Go and report to the general!"

"Warriors, run away! They are not humans, they are demons from hell!"

The Turkic barbarians roared and screamed, scrambling to escape out of the city.

But do they still have a chance?
Shen Lang naturally didn't give them a chance to escape, and single-handedly killed them towards the gate of the city.

When he fought from the center of the Turkic barbarian team to the city gate, the corpses of the Turkic barbarians were already lying along the way.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Shen Lang killed two Turkic barbarians who were trying to escape in a row, and blocked the gate of the city alone.

A man, a horse, and a silver spear stood proudly at the gate of the city.

Those Turkic barbarians who were trying to escape frantically rushed towards the gate of the city, and Shen Lang stood there killing all directions.

One husband is the gatekeeper and ten thousand people do not open it!

With the continuous waving of silver guns, Turkic barbarians fell in front of Shen Lang one by one.

In the blink of an eye, there were corpses strewn all over the ground under his feet, blood flowing like a river.

Youzhou has returned to the hands of the Han family!
Those wounded soldiers, those Youzhou people who were hiding.

Carrying knives and hoes, they took to the streets one after another and joined the massacre.

After a while, this Turkic team of less than [-] people was completely killed and injured, and no one survived.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the strong smell of blood rushed towards him.

Shen Lang looked at the pile of corpses under his feet, and couldn't help letting out a long breath.

"General, you are our great benefactor in Youzhou!"

A white-haired old man, leaning on a cane, shouted at Shen Lang with a trembling voice.

Then he knelt down on the ground.

"General, you are our benefactor in Youzhou!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers and common people knelt on the ground one after another, shouting gratefully at Shen Lang.

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