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Chapter 72 The Final Charge (recommendation ticket requested)
Sure enough, there must be a brave man under the reward.

The surrounding Turkic iron cavalry shouted "Aoao", their eyes glowed with gold, and they frantically rushed towards the blood armor general.

As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are found in danger.

If you don't fight hard, how can you enjoy the glory and wealth?

Seeing the bravery of his soldiers, Jieli Khan didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

I saw him constantly urging the Turkic cavalry around him to charge forward, while turning the horse's head and moving backward slowly.

Obviously, Jieli Khan was scared!

Who is not afraid of death?

He is the king of the prairie.
In the near future, he will send his troops to the south, stain the Central Plains with blood, and become the new emperor.

So at this moment, he is more afraid of death than anyone else!

"Khan, this blood-armored general must not stay! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future."

Seeing Jieli Khan retreating again and again, the Turkic army division hurriedly stood aside to persuade him to die.

How could Jieli Khan not know that the blood armored general could not be kept?

He watched helplessly as the blood-armored general slaughtered all directions, and watched the Turkic iron cavalry in the front be defeated.

How could he believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have personally beheaded the Blood Armored General to make the Turkic army majestic!

But at this moment, the joy and excitement on his face froze in an instant when facing the blood armored general who was like a god descending from the earth.

Apart from constantly urging the Turkic warriors around him to fight, how could he still have the domineering spirit he had before?

At this time, he was really scared.

Where do you dare to step forward?

Jieli Khan kept urging the surrounding Turkic cavalry to rush forward, trying to use the crowd tactics to completely drag down the blood armored general.

But he couldn't help but retreat continuously, for fear that the blood-armored general would really kill him.

……

But at this time, under the blessing of the demonic attribute, Shen Lang was like a death harvester, constantly harvesting the lives of the surrounding Turkic cavalry.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Every time the gentian silver spear dances, it will surely take away the lives of Turkic cavalry.

For a moment, the Turkic cavalry around Shen Lang were trembling one by one, scrambling to turn their horses' heads, trying to escape.

Although there must be a brave man under the reward.

But compared with his own life, what is a generous reward?

Not worth mentioning!
But how could they escape as soon as they wanted?

Not to mention that the silver gentian gun in Shen Lang's hand would not agree, even those Turkic cavalry rushing to kill them were enough to trample them into pulp.

The massacre continued, but the white horse Yicong beside Shen Lang fell off his horse and died one by one.

Since the war, there are less than a hundred Baima Yicong alive.

And as the number of people decreases, the encirclement circle also becomes smaller.

The pressure on Shen Lang and the living Baima Yicong increased instantly.

But in the face of the Turkic cavalry that could not be killed or cut endlessly, the white horse followers still charged forward as if they were dead.

They no longer expect to live.

They just want to die on the way to charge!

To die in battle on the way to charge is their most proud achievement!
Death in battle, shrouded in horse leather, is their best destination!

"Bai Ma Yi Cong, charge!"

"Kill! Fight until the last moment!"

The white horse followers roared, charged, and slaughtered.

At this moment, they are completely crazy.

Shen Lang was demonized, and although they did not have the ability to demonize Lu Bu, they seemed to be going crazy at this time.

One by one, they were like little ghosts from hell, constantly harvesting the heads of Xiang Shang, a Turkic cavalryman!
"We are willing to die with the general!"

A white horse Yicong roared while beheading several Turkic cavalry around Shen Lang in succession.

In the end, he was cut down by the Turkic cavalry and fell off his horse, and was trampled into a pulp by the swarming Turkic cavalry.

"General, the last general will take a step first. There is no need to collect my body, I am willing to lie where I once fought side by side with my brothers."

Roaring from one side, a white horse righteousness rushed towards the dark Turkic cavalry.

In the end, he killed several Turkic cavalry in a row.

Glorious died on the way to the charge.

One by one, white horses and righteous followers completely ended their ordinary but extraordinary lives in the charge.

……

As one after another Baima Yicong fell to his death one after another, the encirclement of the Turkic cavalry became smaller and smaller.

It was so small that in the end, only the blood mist above Shen Lang's head could be seen.

Seeing this scene, Jieli Khan, who was hiding at the back, finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Even if the Blood Armored General can fight again, he can fight more than a hundred people and kill a thousand people, but can he fight tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry?

Even if the blood armored general is really a god descending from heaven, he will definitely die now!

It's just a matter of time!

At this time, why do Shen Lang and others care about their own lives and deaths?

They have already put their own life and death aside.

They were like crazy, frantically harvesting the lives of the Turkic cavalry.

Even though they knew they were going to die, they still had to fight until the last moment of their lives.

As long as there is one breath, the fight will continue.

The blood will not stop flowing and it will not stop until death!

"Pfft!"

"what!"

The sound of flesh and blood and the screams of pain intertwined.

The corpses all over the ground gathered into a river of blood.

Let this remote small village become a purgatory on earth!
Shen Lang watched helplessly as the white horse Yi Cong beside him went from more than a hundred people to less than a hundred people.

From hundreds of people to dozens of people.

His heart was in pain like a knife!
But he couldn't stop, even for a short while, let him take one last look at those Baima Yicong.

This glance has become a luxury for him.

Because only by fighting non-stop can he relieve the pressure on the surrounding Baima Yicong and keep them alive.

But facing tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry, will any of them survive?

"Hey!"

With the sound of skin being torn apart, a gash was cut in Shen Lang's armor in an instant.

Then a stream of blood spurted away.

"I'll give you all to die! Blood debts!"

Shen Lang directly ignored the wound on his body gorgeously, roared angrily, and poked the head of the Turkic cavalry opposite with a single shot.

"Pfft!"

And at this moment, another Turkic cavalry slashed fiercely on Shen Lang's back.

Shen Lang's body shook violently, and he almost fell off the horse.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a "chi la".

A sharp Turkic machete passed through Shen Lang's abdomen in an instant.

With the spurt of blood, the soft intestines faintly flowed out from his abdomen.

Shen Lang's body was staggering, and his life was hanging by a thread!
"Protect the General!"

A white horse righteousness shouted while beheading two Turkic cavalry in succession, and rushed to Shen Lang.

"General, you have to live."

He turned his head and smiled at Shen Lang, and then countless Turkic scimitars slashed at their bodies.

With a smile that looked back upon death and the honor of dying in battle, he slowly fell in front of Shen Lang.

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