The White Horse Servants fought like crazy.

Even if they died in battle, at the last moment when their lives were about to end, they tried their last strength to block the iron cavalry of the Turkic army with their flesh and blood.

The surrounding Turkic iron horsemen all had numb scalps, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

At this moment of the battle, they suddenly discovered that not only could the blood-armored general not be killed, but these madmen could not be killed!

Not only that, but there were corpses of Turkic iron horsemen everywhere.

In the face of this group of Han soldiers who seemed to come from hell, the surrounding Turkic iron cavalry was really afraid.

Although these white horses have long been at the end of the strong bow one by one, no one knows who they will choose to be the backing in the next second.

The fear of the unknown is the scariest!

The courage of this group of Turkic iron horsemen has already been killed again and again by the White Horse Righteous Servants, where do they still have the heart to care about the life and death of the Blood Armor General at this time?

Surviving yourself is the last word!

In the distance, Jieli Khan saw the Turkic iron cavalry cowering, and he was furious.

"Kill this king! Kill the Bloodarmor General! Those who dare to retreat will be killed! ”

Jali Khan brandished the scimitar in his hand and roared hysterically.

His widening eyes radiated a bloodthirsty glow.

Nearly 100,000 Turkic iron horsemen poured out of the nest, and it took almost ten days to kill a blood-armored general!

It's really the greatest shame ever since the Turkic Iron Horsemen!

Although shame and shame were not so important to him, the existence of this blood-armored general had a deep impact on him.

Influence him to go south and unify the Central Plains!

Thinking of this, Jieli Khan couldn't help but burst out.

I saw him gallop forward on his horse, wielding the scimitar in his hand and killing several Turkic horsemen in succession.

"Kill!"

The Turkic iron cavalry at the back panicked instantly, who would dare to linger in place?

They raised their heads to the sky and roared, slapping the seated horses fiercely and rushing forward.

Dead at the hands of the blood-armored general, that's a warrior.

But what is it that died at the hands of Jieli Khan?

That's a deserter!

That's the greatest shame for every soldier!

In the face of the fierce and brutal Jieli Khan, the Turkic iron horsemen roared loudly one by one, driving away the fear in their hearts and killing the blood-armored general.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Those white horse servants who fought for their lives and were only willing to fight a bloody road for Shen Lang died on the way to charge one after another.

They are using their flesh and blood to block the iron cavalry of the Turkic army, and they are continuing Shen Lang's life with their own lives!

"General, you must be alive to see the most beautiful girl in the world for us bachelors!"

A white horse yelled at Shen Lang, and then rushed towards the black and oppressive Turkic army.

Where is there a way back?

The only thing waiting for him is Huangquan Road!

"General, you must live and drink the strongest wine in the world for us."

Before the roar of the white horse servant fell, the head of the Turkic iron knight was cut off.

It's just that before he died, he grabbed the arm of the Turkic iron rider and fell from his horse with him.

One life for another.

It's just that his life is exchanged for the lives of more than 100 people?

"General, you must live."

This white horse Yi turned his head to look at Shen Lang for the last time, and then he was stabbed several times.

In the face of impending death, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but laughed out loud with great joy.

"Turkic miscellaneous, go die!"

At the last moment when he died in battle, he used all his strength to stab his war horse fiercely.

I saw the war horse raising its head to the sky and roaring, rushing towards the countless Turkic iron horsemen.

It's just that he has already been thrown to the ground by this frightened war horse, and has been trampled into pulp by the Turkic iron horse.

White Horse Righteous Servants, all killed in battle!

"Ahh

As the last White Horse Yicong died in front of his eyes, Shen Lang couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.

Two lines of blood and tears came out of his eyes.

"Die!"

Shen Lang roared angrily, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand swept out with the monstrous anger in his heart.

In an instant, he successively killed several Turkic Iron Horsemen.

"Jieli Khan! One day, the master will cut off your dog's head and step on every inch of your Turkic land! Never die! ”

Shen Lang turned his head in the direction of Jieli Khan and roared angrily.

His roar, carrying monstrous rage and endless killing intent, exploded like a thunderbolt above the Khan's head.

The voice that made the beings tremble kept echoing in the mind of Jieli Khan.

"Kill! Kill him! ”

After a brief moment of shock, Jieli Khan roared wildly.

The blood-armored general will definitely not be kept.

"The Khan has an order, kill the blood-armored general!"

"Kill! He's dying! ”

"Warriors, kill!"

The surrounding Turkic iron horsemen roared as they rushed towards the blood-armored general.

"If you want to leave, who dares to stay!"

Shen Lang roared angrily, brandished the gentian bright silver spear in his hand and rushed away.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Shen Lang was like a mad beast, constantly reaping the lives of the Turkic iron horsemen and charging.

He wants to take the wish of 3,000 white horse righteous servants and fight his way out of the encirclement!

Although the days he spent with the White Horse Servants were short-lived, this friendship was a fateful friend.

Three thousand white horses are righteous, using their own flesh and blood to continue Shen Lang's life.

Shen Lang used his ten-year longevity in exchange for the opportunity for three thousand white horses to return to the world.

Complement one another!

At this moment, Shen Lang's heart suddenly brightened.

He finally figured it out.

Only if you live, the three thousand white horse righteous servants can live!

Isn't it just that the second time you need 20 years of longevity?

Even if it's death, what's the matter?

As long as these white horse righteous brothers are here, there are no regrets in this life!

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Charge!"

Shen Lang raised his head to the sky alone and roared, and he killed the encirclement of the Turkic iron cavalry.

The white dragon horse he sat down on seemed to feel the danger of his master at the moment, and he instantly opened up his firepower.

The white dragon horse galloped away with the slowly flowing blood and the countless corpses.

"Kill! Kill the Blood-Armored General! ”

"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"

The Turkic iron horsemen gritted their teeth one by one and roared, while chasing relentlessly.

Although the war horses they sat on were all good war horses, how could they be compared to the white dragon horses that Shen Lang sat on?

What's more, they had already been frightened by the blood-armored general, who would dare to really chase and kill?

They used all their strength to roar and roar, just to prevent the Jieli Khan from killing them.

After all, they really did their best.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang disappeared from the sight of the Turkic Iron Horseman.

"Haha!"

The white dragon horse is still flying with its hooves flying, galloping all the way.

But Shen Lang looked up to the sky and roared.

It's just that his voice that seems to be smiling but not laughing, like crying but not crying, has no half joy, only endless desolation!

The unspeakable tragedy reverberated in the frontier land with his roar.