This group of scarred and dying white horse servants used the last strength of their bodies to climb in front of Shen Lang.

They used their flesh and blood to protect Shen Lang under them.

They are using their lives to continue Shen Lang's life.

They only hope that Shen Lang can live and avenge the Han family who died in battle!

Raise the prestige of my Han family!

"Big brother, you must live, collect their corpses, and avenge them!"

As one by one white horses died in battle, Biaozi crawled to Shen Lang's side and used his fat body to protect Shen Lang under him.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

One knife after another, it fell on the back of Biaozi, and the skin was open.

"Biaozi!"

Shen Lang looked at Biaozi's bloody back, and couldn't help but choke up and roar.

He wants to push Biaozi's body away and wants to protect his brother.

But he couldn't push away Biaozi's fat body.

"Big brother, you used to laugh at me for being fat. Now know the benefits of being fat! My flesh is thick, and the Machete of Turkic mutilation cannot cut through it. ”

Biao Zi endured the sharp pain that pierced his heart, gritted his teeth and said with a smirk.

But before the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lang instantly left two tears of blood.

It is said that brothers are like siblings, but now, Biaozi is using his life to continue Shen Lang's life!

Is this more than brotherhood?

It's a fateful feeling!

"White Horse Yi assembles and escorts the general away!"

Bai Ma Yicong, who was the leader, immediately roared and quickly killed Shen Lang's side.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

As one by one the Turkic iron horsemen were cut off from their horses, the White Horse Servants quickly narrowed the scope of their battles and tightly surrounded Shen Lang in the middle.

But at this time, there were only more than 100 white horses.

The rest, all killed!

The only remaining white horse Yicong is scarred one by one, and it is already the end of the strong bow.

If it weren't for the obsession in their hearts, they would have fallen long ago.

Although they came from hell and did not belong to this era.

But by now, they're really tired.

But the general is not out of danger, and they cannot fall!

"Help me up!"

Looking at the corpses of the white horse righteous servants around him, Shen Lang couldn't help but clench his fists and roar through gritted teeth.

That hoarse voice was so bleak!

"General!"

A white horse Yicong hurriedly pulled Shen Lang out from under Biaozi.

"Brothers, do you remember last night's vow?"

Shen Lang held Biaozi in one hand and the silver spear in the other, supporting his body, and asked lightly.

"The living, collect the bodies of the dead."

A white horse next to him covered his bleeding stomach and said weakly.

"But if we all die, who will collect the bodies for us?"

Shen Lang grinned as he spoke, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

As his words fell, an endless desolation enveloped everyone.

Oh, yes!

We are all dead, who will collect the bodies for us?

They suddenly found that until now, there was no one who even collected the body for themselves.

Those good men in Dingzhou who made an oath together, they all died in battle.

All of them died on the battlefield, no one flinched, and no one survived.

How tragic!

"A good man naturally wants to use the earth as a bed and the sky as a quilt. If there is no one to collect the corpses for us, then let's sleep between heaven and earth! ”

Shen Lang raised his head and laughed "haha" as he spoke.

As his words fell, the surrounding white horse servants also raised their heads and laughed.

The pride of seeing death as home, soaring into the sky!

It's just that the voices that seem to cry but not cry, and seem to laugh but not laugh are gathered together, it is so desolate, so tragic!

The Turkic Iron Cavalry surrounded them in an instant.

But in the face of this group of scarred soldiers, they did not rush to act.

Instead, he was deeply shocked by this group of soldiers who were like hellish demons.

There was an inexplicable surge of deep awe in their hearts.

Although this group of Han people has long been at the end of the strong bow, it still makes people's scalp tingle and cold sweat on their backs.

Who said that the Han people are two-legged sheep?

These Han people are demons from hell!

Shen Lang and the surrounding white horse Yicong directly ignored the existence of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

They lay in pools of blood on all fours.

They are tired, really tired.

If you die in battle, won't you be able to get a good night's sleep......

"General Bloodarmor, take your life!"

And just when the Turkic Iron Horseman's scalp was numb and he was stunned in place, Ah Shizhan's gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

He knew that the blood-armored general had been dragged down, and his plan had succeeded.

Now, it's time for him to shine.

As long as the head of the blood-armored general is cut off, then he can win the position of the god of war of the grassland.

At that time, he will be an existence under one person in the grassland and above ten thousand people!

And this blood-armored general is extremely stupid to have the opportunity to escape but not to run!

Aren't you called the god of war?

Aren't you demons from hell?

Now, you are going to die at the hands of this general!

The waste-like god of war of Ashi is really sorry for his name, and he died under the gun of this stupid pig.

For a while, Ah Shizhan's heart was full of thoughts.

A hint of hideous joy appeared on his lifeless cheeks.

He's going to fight to fame today!

Win the prairie god of war with one sword!

……

But just when Ah Shizhan was ecstatic in his heart, a burst of shouting and killing suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Brothers, rush! Slaughter the Turkic miscellaneous pieces! ”

"Kill! Save the Bloodarmor General! ”

This sudden shouting and killing sound made Ah Shizhan stunned in an instant.

Haven't all these two-legged sheep been killed?

There are less than two hundred left, aren't they all surrounded?

Where did this shouting come from?

If there is another group of crazy people like this, then ......

Thinking of this, Ah Shizhan's body couldn't help but tremble.

"What the hell!"

"That's right! I must have heard it wrong, there are only ghosts around, where are the two-legged sheep? ”

Ah Shizhan muttered incredulously.

And the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen instantly turned their heads to look around, and their hearts were even more panicked.

They have the same doubts as Ah Shizhan.

Didn't they all kill them all?

Where did this shouting come from?

Is it really a living hell?

For a while, the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen felt numb in their scalps, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

After all, if you do too many inhumane things, you will still be afraid after all.

……

"Here comes the man who collected the body for us!"

A white horse couldn't help but exclaim.

With the sound of shouting and killing, the desolation in everyone's hearts disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Since the person who collected the corpses for us is here, let's kill some more Turkic miscellaneous pieces!"

Shen Lang raised his head and laughed "haha" as he spoke.

Now that the person who collects the body has come, he has no worries.

That's it!