With a bloodthirsty glow, the Bright Silver Gentian Spear swept out in an instant, slashing the Turkic iron cavalry that rushed from the opposite side and dismounted the horse.

The black-pressed Turkic iron horseman, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, desperately surged towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang kept wielding the Bright Silver Gentian Spear, and a rain of blood splashed in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang's surroundings were surrounded by corpses.

The white horse regents kept waving the big knives in their hands, and slashed the rushing Turkic iron horsemen under their horses.

However, there are too many Turkic iron horsemen around, and they are pouring in like a tide, and they can't kill endlessly.

"Warriors kill!"

"There are less than five hundred of them, kill them all!"

"Don't rob anyone with me, I'm going to kill the blood-armored general!"

The Turkic Iron Cavalry roared as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, roaring impatiently, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

At this time, Shen Lang also had a headache.

When will the black pressed piece of Turkic iron cavalry be killed?

What made him feel even more incredible was that this group of Turkic iron horsemen were like crazy in the face of the bait thrown by Jieli Khan.

These Turkic horsemen are still the Turkic barbarians of the past, and they are simply a bunch of crazy people.

Damn madman!

The country and the beauty are close at hand, who is not crazy about it?

Jieli Khan must be killed as soon as possible!

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Shen Lang raised his head to the sky and roared, and the bright silver gentian spear in his hand directly pierced the body of a Turkic iron knight opposite.

"Ahh

As he let out a roar, he lifted the body of the Turkic Iron Rider high and slashed it down.

The Turkic iron horseman, who was picked up in mid-air by the bright silver gentian spear, kept struggling, and then as the bright silver gentian spear fell, his body was like a cannonball, and he smashed towards the black-pressed Turkic army.

The incomparably miserable screams, the blood splashing everywhere, the drooping intestines, accompanied by the deafening shouts of killing, the picture was terrifying to the extreme.

Looking at the body that smashed towards him, the surrounding Turkic iron knights were instantly stunned in place.

Especially the miserable abdomen, which made their scalps tingle instantly, and their hearts were full of deep shock!

This blood-armored general is not human, he is a demon from hell!

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, this incomparably desolate body smashed into the Turkic army.

The splash of blood, the intestines that flowed out, splashed the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen.

The graphics are terrifying to the extreme!

"Kill the Bloodarmor General! Avenge the warriors of our steppe! ”

"Kill him!"

"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"

The surrounding Turkic iron cavalry reacted instantly, roared at Shen Lang with great anger, and rushed away with the Turkic scimitar in his hand.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Jieli Khan couldn't help but tremble.

The battle on the banks of the Weishui River is even more vivid.

Recalling the picture of the Blood Armor General cutting off his left arm with a single shot in the midst of ten thousand troops, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back.

He couldn't help but take two steps back and hide on the outskirts of the Turkic army.

He clutched the reins tightly in his hand, his red eyes staring at the blood-armored generals who were constantly fighting in the Turkic army.

"The Blood-Armored General must die! You have to kill him, or you will be in trouble! ”

He stared at the battlefield and muttered through gritted teeth.

At this moment, he felt a little glad about his decision.

"Rush in for me and kill this prodigal son who has been stabbed with a thousand knives!"

Liu Mo clenched his silver teeth, and shouted angrily while waving the scimitar in his hand.

The hundreds of black-clothed men led by her followed closely behind, trying to rush into the White Horse and kill Shen Lang.

"If you want to kill the general, step on my corpse first!"

A white horse roared with a hideous face, and slashed down a man in black with a single sword.

"Poof!"

Then a cold scimitar landed on his shoulder.

His blood-stained body shook and nearly fell from his horse.

"Give me death!"

Then, Liu Monong on the side stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

He clutched his stomach and slashed the neck of a black-clothed man next to him.

And as Liu Monong violently pulled out the scimitar in his hand, the white horse fell from the horse with a hideous smile.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

As the words fell, his body slammed into the ground.

In the final charge, he ended his own life.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

At this time, Baima Yicong had already been surrounded by Turkic iron cavalry.

They looked up to the sky and roared, fighting desperately.

With the sword in hand, countless Turkic iron horsemen and black-clothed men fell in a pool of blood.

As the battle continued, the corpses in Far East City were piled up layer after layer.

The slowly flowing blood flowed down the city gate.

The heavy smell of blood, accompanied by the cold wind and the earth-shattering shouts of killing, drifted out far away.

At this time, Far Eastern City has really become a hell on earth.

Shen Lang held a bright silver gentian spear and rushed into the Turkic army.

He kept waving the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, and in the rain of blood, he kept killing the Turkic iron horseman.

The corpses around him were piled up layer after layer, like a wall, trapping him in the middle.

He suddenly looked back and saw that he was surrounded by black-pressed Turkic iron horsemen.

He was surrounded by regiments.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

As his roar fell, the Bright Silver Gentian Spear instantly slashed through the chests of several of the surrounding Turkic Iron Horsemen.

The splash of blood splashed his face.

By this time, he had already become a bloody man.

The blood that was still warm slowly dripped down his already tattered armor.

And the white dragon horse he sat on turned into a blood horse.

Except for the two eyes, which were black, the rest were all red with blood.

At this time, the white horse servants also fell from their horses one after another.

From Pingzhou to Anton, they followed Shen Lang all the way and chased all the way.

From Anton to the Far East, they killed more than 10,000 Turkic horsemen along the way.

Now trapped in the Far East, they have long been at the end of their strong bows.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

"Go and join the general!"

"Beiliang Army, kill, kill!"

A white horse righteous servant, his eyes widened and roared.

Every swing of the broadsword in his hand will surely take the life of a Turkic iron horseman.

In the face of these white horse righteous servants who regarded death as home, Liu Monong couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

She never expected that this group of Beiliang troops would be so fierce.

"They can't hold on anymore, kill them all!"

Liu Monong reached out and touched the blood on his face, and shouted at the subordinates around him.

"The princess has an order, kill them all!"

"Kill them all, kill Shen Lang, and avenge your dead brother!"

The black-clothed men around him roared, and they continued to fight with Bai Ma Yicong.