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Chapter 45 The Vow To Never Die (For Collection)

Standing on the city wall, Shen Lang looked at the sky full of yellow sand coming from a distance, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Turkic cavalry, after all, came to kill.

"Baima Yi will follow my general out of the city to kill the enemy, and the rest of the soldiers will guard the city wall!"

Shen Lang clenched the gentian silver gun in his hand and roared with fighting spirit.

"As ordered!"

Bai Ma Yicong shouted immediately, each of them was ready to go.

"General, we also want to go out of the city with you to kill the enemy!"

"General, we Dingzhou men are not cowards, we want to fight with Turks!"

"General, we have already agreed that the living will collect the corpses of the dead, so let us go together!"

The Dingzhou man shouted almost pleadingly at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang turned his head and glanced at them, showing a very gratified smile.

This is not to rob a wife, but to die!
But this group of ordinary Dingzhou people, in the face of death, regard death as home.

"You are all pure men, real men. But we can't let a group of women guard the city wall, can we?"

Shen Lang immediately said with a smile.

He hoped that these pure men could stay and live.

They are the last men in Dingzhou!
If they were all killed in battle, then Dingzhou would really have no heirs.

"General, let them go. We Dingzhou men, there is not a single coward, they are all good!"

"We're here to guard this city wall! If we can't keep it, then even if we draw our swords and kill ourselves, we won't let the Turkic bastards ruin our chastity."

Mrs. Governor said as if death was at home.

Women don't let the eyebrows!

This is what my Han girl should do!
"Follow the general out of the city to kill the enemy!"

As Shen Lang said, he led Bai Ma Yicong out of the city gate.

Including those scarred Dingzhou men, there were only less than 2000 people at this time.

But facing the dark Turkic cavalry, not only did they not have the slightest fear, but they were all eager to try, full of fighting spirit.

Two thousand Han Jiaerlang launched a charge against [-] Turkic cavalry!
"Bleeding, endless death!"

Shen Lang raised his silver spear high and rushed to the forefront.

"We Dingzhou men are not cowards, kill them!"

"Kill one is enough, kill two to earn one!"

Those hundreds of men from Dingzhou rushed up while roaring.

Although there was no fear in their words, they were so desolate and tragic!

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two armies collided fiercely.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and people fell on their backs.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The silver gun in Shen Lang's hand kept waving, and the gun shot his head.

In the blink of an eye, the Turkic cavalry who died under his gun had already piled up like a mountain.

The white horse Yicong behind him even raised his knife and dropped it, constantly slaughtering the surrounding Turkic cavalry.

Like death harvesters, they kept harvesting the lives of Turkic cavalry.

At this time, Shen Lang waved the silver spear in his hand and rushed into the Turkic army.

Now that two thousand are fighting against twenty thousand, is there any way out?

In his heart, there is only charge!

The Dingzhou woman on the city wall couldn't help being stunned for a moment when she saw the scene in front of her.

A deep shock arose spontaneously in their hearts.

Is this blood-armored general really the God of War?

……

"Brothers, kill one to make money, kill two to earn one, and kill these bastards!"

"Don't be too crazy about Turkic offal, I will be a good guy again after 18 years!"

"Kill! Fight them!"

The Dingzhou man shouted as if death was at home, fighting desperately.

They have long forgotten their own life and death!

They just remember - kill!

Killing one is enough money, killing two earns one!
To die for Dingzhou and for the Tang Dynasty is their greatest honor in this life!

As a son of the Han family, as someone who pees standing up, how can he live an ignoble existence?

Death on the battlefield is their best destination!

……

Shen Lang kept waving the silver spear in his hand, showing Zhao Yun's spear skills to the extreme.

Every time a shot is taken, there will be a cloud of blood mist.

Like a sharp dagger, he directly tore a hole in the Turkic army.

Baima Yicong followed closely behind, spreading outward in the shape of a character.

This group of less than 2000 Tang soldiers actually fought their way into the belly of the Turkic army.

If surrounded by the Turkic army, wouldn't there be only one way of thinking?
die?
When did they ever think about being alive?

No strategy at all?

The strength gap between the enemy and our own is so great, in the face of absolute strength, any strategy is not worth mentioning.

Only charge!

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

Even if you die, you have to die on the way to charge!

This is my clank and iron bones of Han Jiaerlang!
"Brothers, I'm going one step ahead..."

A Dingzhou man fell into a pool of blood as he spoke.

"Damn Turkic bastards, let's die together!"

Another single dog from Dingzhou jumped up from his horse, ran towards the Turkic cavalry and pounced on him.

The two fell to the ground one after another, and were trampled into flesh by the horse's hooves.

"Brothers, don't forget our oath."

As the last man from Dingzhou fell off his horse and died, all the Han family members who regarded death as home died in the battle.

No one retreats, no one is timid!
They are pure men, real men!
Hearing the incomparably tragic roar behind him, Shen Lang couldn't help turning his head to look.

I saw that there was already a river of blood flowing behind me, and the corpses were piled up like a mountain.

All the men in Dingzhou died in the battle!

The Baima Yicong around him fell off their horses and died one after another.

How tragic!

In an instant, monstrous anger surged in his heart.

……

At this time, Li Xiuning, the first female general of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Jing, the god of war, led eight thousand soldiers towards Dingzhou.

General Xuejia went to hunt down the Turkic cavalry alone, and they were really worried.

At dawn, they went out of the city to look for it.

"General, a deserter was found ahead!"

The front scouts came to report suddenly.

deserter?

"bring it here."

Li Xiuning's face darkened instantly.

Turkic iron cavalry ran rampant in the frontier, and even ordinary people took up arms and went to the battlefield.

There are still deserters?

After a while, the two scouts dragged a young man to Li Xiuning.

"Let go of me, I'm not a deserter!"

The boy yelled desperately.

"Since you are not a deserter, why did you run?"

The scout next to him snorted and kicked him to the ground.

"I am the son of the governor of Dingzhou, and I will take my father's last letter to Chang'an to rescue soldiers!"

The boy gave the scouts around him a hard look, and said angrily.

Li Jing couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although this son is disheveled and filthy, there is a delicate and delicate look between his brows.

Presumably his words will not be false.

"It's a long way from Chang'an. By the time you arrive in Chang'an, Dingzhou may have already fallen."

Li Jing said rather lonely.

"Impossible! With the blood armor general here, Dingzhou will definitely be fine!"

The young man glared at Li Jing fiercely, and roared choked with sobs.

Blood armor general?
Is he still alive?

(End of this chapter)