Shen Lang stood on the city wall, looking at the yellow sand in the distance, and couldn't help but show a wry smile.

The Turkic Iron Cavalry was killed after all.

"White Horse Yicong followed the general out of the city to kill the enemy, and the rest of the soldiers were stationed on the city wall!"

Shen Lang clenched the gentian bright silver spear in his hand and roared with a fighting spirit.

"Yes!"

Bai Ma Yicong immediately shouted, ready to attack one by one.

"General, we will also go out of the city with you to kill the enemy!"

"General, our Dingzhou men are not cowards, we have to fight with the Turks endlessly!"

"General, we have already said that the living will collect the bodies of the dead, so let's go together!"

The Dingzhou man shouted at Shen Lang almost pleadingly.

Shen Lang turned his head to look at them, revealing an extremely relieved smile.

This is not to rob a wife, but to send him to death!

But this group of ordinary people in Dingzhou regard death as if they were at home.

"You are all pure men, real men. But we can't let a bunch of women guard the walls, can we? ”

Shen Lang immediately said with a smile.

He hoped that these pure masters could stay and live.

They are the last men in Dingzhou!

If they all die in battle, then Dingzhou will really have no queen.

"General, let them go. Our Dingzhou men, none of them are of a bad breed, they are all good! ”

"We're going to defend the wall! If we can't hold it, then even if we draw our swords and kill ourselves, we won't let the Turkic miscellaneous ruin our chastity. ”

Mrs. Thorn said as if she were dead.

Women don't let the eyebrows go!

That's how my Han family girl should be!

"Go out of the city with General Ben and kill the enemy!"

Shen Lang said and led Bai Ma Yicong out of the city gate.

Including those scarred Dingzhou men, there were only less than 2,000 people at this time.

However, in the face of the black and oppressive Turkic iron cavalry, not only did they not have the slightest fear, but they were eager to try one by one, full of fighting spirit.

Two thousand Han sons and daughters launched a charge against 20,000 Turkic iron horsemen!

"The blood will not stop, and the death will not stop!"

Shen Lang raised the silver spear high and rushed to the front first.

"Our Dingzhou men are not bad breeds, kill them!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns one!"

The hundreds of Dingzhou men rushed forward while roaring.

Although there was not the slightest fear in their words, they were so bleak and tragic!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two armies collided fiercely.

In an instant, blood splattered, and people turned on their backs.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The silver gun in Shen Lang's hand kept waving, and the gun shot his head.

In the blink of an eye, the Turkic iron horsemen who died under his gun had already piled up.

The white horse behind him was even more swordsman, constantly slaughtering the surrounding Turkic iron horses.

They are like death reapers, constantly reaping the lives of the Turkic iron horsemen.

At this time, Shen Lang was seen waving the silver spear in his hand and rushing into the Turkic army.

Now that 2,000 are fighting 20,000, where is there a way out?

In his heart, there is only a charge!

The Dingzhou woman on the city wall couldn't help but be stunned instantly when she saw the scene in front of her.

A deep shock arose spontaneously in their hearts.

Is this blood-armored general really the god of war?

……

"Brothers, it's enough to kill one, kill two to earn one, and kill this group of kings and eight calves!"

"Don't be too crazy about the Turkic miscellaneous, Lao Tzu will be a good man again in eighteen years!"

"Kill! Fight with them! ”

The Dingzhou man shouted as if he were at home, fighting for his life.

They have long forgotten their life and death!

They only remember - kill!

Kill one is enough, kill two and earn one!

Being able to die for Dingzhou and Datang is the greatest glory of their lives!

As a son of the Han family, as a standing pee, how can he steal his life?

Dying on the battlefield is their best destination!

……

Shen Lang kept dancing the silver gun in his hand, and used Zhao Yun's marksmanship to the extreme.

Every shot will inevitably kick off a cloud of blood mist.

Like a sharp dagger, he tore a hole directly in the Turkic army.

The white horse is followed by a zigzag spread outward.

This Tang Dynasty soldier, which was less than 2,000 people, actually killed in the belly of the Turkic army.

If it is surrounded by the Turkic army, isn't there only one way of thinking?

Die?

When did they think about being alive?

Don't have a strategy to speak of?

The difference in strength between the enemy and us is so big that in the face of absolute strength, any strategy is not worth mentioning.

Only charge!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Even if you die, you have to die on the way to the charge!

This is the iron bone of my Han family!

"Brothers, I'm going first......"

A Dingzhou man collapsed in a pool of blood as he spoke.

"Damn Turkic wretch, let's die together!"

Another Dingzhou single dog jumped up directly from the war horse and pounced on the Turkic iron horse on the opposite side.

The two landed one after another, trampled into a pulp of meat by the horse's hooves.

"Brothers, don't forget our oath."

With the last Dingzhou man falling from his horse and dying, all the sons and daughters of the Han family who regarded death as their home were killed.

No one retreated, no one was timid!

They are all pure men, real men!

Shen Lang listened to the incomparably tragic roar behind him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw that there was already a river of blood behind him, and the corpses were piled up.

All the men in Dingzhou died in battle!

The white horses around him fell from their horses one after another and died.

How tragic!

His heart instantly swelled with monstrous anger.

……

At this time, Li Xiuning, the first female general of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Jing, the god of war, led 8,000 soldiers to the direction of Dingzhou.

The blood-armored general went to chase and kill the Turkic iron cavalry alone, and they were really not at ease.

And it was not yet dawn that they went out of the city to look for it.

"General, a deserter has been spotted ahead!"

The scout in front suddenly came to report.

Deserter?

"Bring it here."

Li Xiuning's face instantly became gloomy.

The Turkic iron cavalry was rampant on the frontier, and even ordinary people took up arms and went to war.

There are even deserters?

After a while, the two scouts dragged a teenager to Li Xiuning.

"Let go of me, I'm not a deserter!"

The boy shouted desperately in defiance.

"Since you're not a deserter, why are you running?"

The scout next to him snorted coldly and kicked him to the ground.

"I am the son of Dingzhou Thorn Shi, and I want to go to Chang'an with my father's letter to move the rescue soldiers!"

The young man glared fiercely at the scouts around him and said angrily.

Li Jing couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although this son is unkempt and dirty, there is a delicate appearance between his eyebrows.

Presumably, his words will not be false.

"It's a long way from Chang'an, and when you arrive in Chang'an, I'm afraid Dingzhou has already been lost."

Li Jing said quite lonely.

"Impossible! With the blood armor general here, Dingzhou will definitely be fine! ”

The young man glared at Li Jing fiercely and roared in a choked voice.

Blood-armored generals?

Is he still alive?