Shen Lang took advantage of the battlefields in Dingzhou and Youzhou to set up a special stall.

It's just that he sells not goods, but the heads of Turkic iron horsemen!

It wasn't money that he earned, but the wrath of the Khan!

He wants to pull hatred and buy more time for Datang.

But now, he was scarred and at the end of his bow.

And the three thousand white horse righteous followers, with him nine deaths, have fought so far that there are less than ten people.

At the foot of the hillside twenty miles outside Youzhou City, Shen Lang and the few remaining white horse servants rested on the hillside.

Until now, even if it is iron, it should be tired.

And they are already at the end of the strong bow.

"General, we can finally get some rest."

A white horse smiled bitterly as he spoke.

An inexplicable helplessness and unwillingness instantly surged out in Shen Lang's heart.

How could he not know what it meant to 'rest well'?

However, there were less than ten of them left, and they were facing tens of thousands of Turkic horsemen.

Oh, yes!

It's finally time to take a good rest.

"If there is an afterlife, let's fight side by side again and kill happily!"

Shen Lang looked up to the sky and laughed as he spoke.

"General, don't you wait for the afterlife. How about we go kill it now? ”

A white horse who had his left arm cut off said proudly.

"Good! Let's kill it first in this life! ”

Shen Lang got up from the ground as he spoke.

"Live and die together!"

Shen Lang roared loudly and turned over on his horse.

"Live and die together! In the next life, I am willing to follow the general and kill happily! ”

Bai Ma Yicong laughed at Shen Lang and roared.

And at this moment, the shouts of the Turkic army were getting closer and closer.

The deafening sound of horses' hooves seemed to crush the corpse-strewn earth.

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Charge!"

Shen Lang raised the gentian bright silver spear in his hand and roared up to the sky.

Then, this small team of less than ten people launched a charge against the Turkic army.

"Charge!"

Shen Lang and the others roared and roared as if they were dead, and rushed towards the countless Turkic iron horses.

Don't run anymore!

They are really tired.

No longer stalling for Datang.

The court's reluctance to send troops is really disappointing.

Li Er, who suffered a thousand cuts, killed his brother and father to seize the throne.

But now, they ignore the people on the frontier.

Shen Lang was really tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

Let the storm come harder!

Just in the charge, die a glorious battle!

At this moment, countless images flashed in front of Shen Lang's eyes.

Although he has traveled to this parallel world similar to Datang for less than half a month, he has left a strong mark in this world.

It's worth it!

It's just that when the figure of the best little aunt Li Xiuning flashed in front of his eyes, a trace of regret welled up in his heart.

Ay!

Master, I haven't even taken off my virgin hat yet!

With a little regret, Shen Lang and the Turkic Iron Cavalry fought together.

"Sir, how is my stall? Isn't it time to settle the bills? ”

"Don't worry, I don't want money, as long as your dog's life!"

Shen Lang roared as he kept waving the Gentian Bright Silver Spear in his hand.

The essence of Zhao Yun's marksmanship was vividly displayed by him.

But even so, how could he kill these tens of thousands of Turkic iron horsemen.

"General, go first!"

As the words fell, a white horse fell from his horse after being killed.

"General, see you in the next life!"

"General, in the next life, I am willing to follow you and kill you!"

“……”

In the blink of an eye, one by one the white horses were killed and fell from their horses.

Now, Shen Lang is already alone!

By his side, there is no more white horse righteous servant!

"White Horse Righteousness! Charge! ”

Shen Lang roared with tears.

Then, alone, he launched a one-man charge against the Turkic iron horsemen.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

He kept waving the silver spear of gentian in his hand, taking the lives of the Turkic iron horsemen one by one.

It's just that the speed of his swing is getting slower and slower, and the scars on his body are getting more and more.

"Poof!"

The sharp Turkic scimitar slashed hard at Shen Lang's shoulder.

I saw his body shake, and he fell hard under the horse.

"The master's stall is not for nothing, now it is enough!"

Looking at the mountains of corpses around him, Shen Lang muttered and laughed wildly.

Is it more than enough?

He has changed countless Turkic iron horses by himself, and he has already made a lot of money!

Now, it's finally his turn to get some rest.

Not only did he not have any fear of death in his heart, but there was a trace of anticipation in his heart.

He's so tired!

At this time, the surrounding Turkic iron cavalry had already surrounded Shen Lang.

Just looking at his calm expression, the Turkic iron horsemen around him were still numb.

No one dares to step forward without permission!

And just at this momentary plan, Shen Lang's mind suddenly sounded the extremely pleasant prompt sound of the system.

"Congratulations to the master for completing the task of setting up a stall and obtaining the magic skill to never die!"

As the system's prompt sound fell, Shen Lang couldn't help but tremble.

No way!

What the hell is it?

But when he thought about it, he was relieved.

If you die, won't this bullshit system be over?

He couldn't wait to get into the system in his mind and check it out.

The magic is never dead.

Opening conditions: Use the master's ten-year longevity in exchange for a chance to return to the world with 3,000 white horses.

Although there is no cooldown time for this magic skill, how many decades does a person's life have?

This immortal magic skill is really worthy of this name!

Lives for lives!

Never die!

"Haha!"

Shen Lang immediately looked up to the sky and laughed uncontrollably.

Ten years of longevity, in exchange for the opportunity to return to the world from 3,000 white horses.

It's simply worth it!

The reason why I have been able to live until now is not because of those white horse righteous servants who regard death as home?

It is they who use their own flesh and blood to continue Shen Lang's life!

With ten years of longevity, in exchange for them to return to the world, how can it not be worth it?

Shen Lang slowly got up from the ground, knelt on one knee, and supported his crumbling body with the silver gun in his hand.

When the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but retreat one after another.

Although Shen Lang was already at the end of the strong bow, the courage of this group of Turkic iron horsemen had already been killed by him.

Even if his life hung by a thread, no one dared to take a step closer!

"I am willing to use ten years of yang life to exchange for three thousand white horses to return to the world!"

As Shen Lang's roar sounded, I saw a silver light falling from the sky!

Rumble!

The surrounding Turkic Iron Riders were instantly stunned by the magical scene in front of them.

They watched as the silver light fell to the ground, and then a breath of death from hell enveloped them.

This, this is incredible!

At this time, Shen Lang's black hair, which kept dripping blood, turned into white silk in an instant.