Chapter 0167: The Real Massacre (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
The Turkic iron horsemen around Shen Lang had already been frightened.
The fear in their hearts greatly reduced their combat effectiveness.
If it weren't for the Turkic army behind him, there would be no retreat.
They had already turned their horses around and fled.
Heavy rewards?
Can the special one be compared to the small life?
But in the face of the constant urging of the Turkic generals behind them, they had no choice but to rush towards Shen Lang.
In this way, the Turkic iron horsemen at the forefront were suffering.
In the face of Shen Lang, who is like a demon in hell, they have only one way to die!
But at this moment, Shen Lang was constantly slaughtering in the face of those Turkic iron horsemen who were constantly rushing to kill.
But he is also human, and he also has the moment when his strength runs out.
By now, he was exhausted.
Not only the speed of the gun, but also the strength of the gun, have been greatly weakened.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The sharp Turkic scimitars left wounds on Shen Lang's body one after another.
Shen Lang endured the pain from his body, and his heart was extremely anxious.
If you delay like this, you will only have a dead end.
But can I die?
The Turkic miscellaneous fragments have not been killed, how can they die in battle?
Since you can't die.
Then let these Turkic minions die!
"The Divine Skill Cloud Breaking Dragon is on, and the dog miscellaneous will die quickly!"
Shen Lang immediately raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, and activated the divine skill Cloud Breaking Dragon.
The Divine Skill Cloud Breaking Dragon can not only help him heal his injuries, but also greatly improve his combat effectiveness.
Naturally, it is a necessary magic skill for killing!
With the opening of the divine technique, the prelude to the slaughter of 10,000 people by one person has officially begun!
"Let's all die!"
Shen Lang immediately roared angrily, and the Gentian Bright Silver Spear carried an endless murderous aura, and instantly slaughtered the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen.
That powerful power made Shen Lang's whole body feel more comfortable.
At this time, his body felt filled with endless power.
Now only by killing the enemy can he completely vent the powerful power and endless anger in his heart.
"Those who offend my Tang Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away!"
"Turkic miscellaneous people, the master will send you to hell today!"
Shen Lang roared while constantly waving the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, and kept slaughtering.
The sound of skin peeling, the sound of heads bursting, the screams of Turkic shreds.
The sounds were intertwined, like a ghost crying wolf.
Plus the corpses all over the ground, the blood splattering everywhere.
The battlefield at this moment has really become a hell on earth!
Seeing this scene, the Turkic leader not far away couldn't help but tremble.
"How is this possible? How is this possible! ”
He muttered incredulously, and his body trembled with it.
The Blood Armor General is obviously at the end of the strong bow!
He was dying.
He was just one stab away, and he was going to die.
As long as the Turkic Iron Cavalry holds on for a while, as long as the Turkic Iron Cavalry dies a little more.
The Bloodarmor General is about to die!
But now, why is he resurrected all over the earth?
No way!
It's absolutely impossible!
Hell yes.
It must be alive and hell!
"He's not human, he's death."
"He's a grim reaper from hell!"
The Turkic generals screamed in horror as they retreated towards the rear of the Turkic army.
At this moment, the dream of killing the blood-armored general in his heart and becoming the Turkic god of war turned into a bubble in an instant.
Not only that, but his heart was filled with endless fear.
He was afraid of death, he was more afraid of death than anyone else!
At this time, Shen Lang directly changed his strategy of fighting and running.
He launched a one-man charge!
What's more, he actually fought his way out and went straight to the Turkic generals in the Turkic army.
For a while, everywhere Shen Lang went, there were rivers of blood and corpses all over the field.
The Turkic leader, who was retreating again and again, saw that Shen Lang was killing him, and immediately a breath of death poured out of his heart.
"A bunch of rubbish, kill me!"
"The blood-armored general is dying, quickly kill him, and find the Khan to receive the reward!"
The Turkic leader roared loudly as he waved the scimitar in his hand.
Although he had already been frightened by the blood-armored generals who rushed to kill, he kept drawing a big pie for the Turkic iron knights.
Only in this way will the Turkic iron cavalry be willing to sacrifice their lives and charge!
"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"
"Kill the blood-armored general and find the Khan to receive the reward!"
The outermost Turkic Iron Cavalry naturally didn't know how powerful Shen Lang really was, and kept roaring on the periphery.
How they wanted to rush forward, rush to the blood-armored general, and slash him with a single sword!
However, those Turkic iron horsemen who directly faced Shen Lang were eager to put on a pair of wings and escape.
Because they are not facing people, but demons, the Grim Reaper!
Isn't it fragrant to be alive?
Who would want to die in vain?
They want to escape, but can they escape?
One by one, in endless fear, they died under Shen Lang's gun.
Shen Lang, with the blessing of divine skills, slaughtered all directions.
The killing is sweating, and Sensei is so happy!
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The Turkic scimitar that fell on him was directly ignored by him.
Because it's not deadly.
Because there is a miracle to heal wounds.
Still afraid of a hammer?
Kill and you're done!
He was like crazy, he didn't care about his injuries, let alone his wounds.
He was completely immersed in the pleasure of slaughter~!
Perhaps only in this way can he vent the endless anger in his heart.
Perhaps only in this way can the soul of the deceased be comforted!
And just when Shen Lang was killing the Quartet, the sound of killing outside Pingzhou City was also shocking.
Pingzhou is the closest city to Youzhou.
Naturally, it is very close to the banks of the Weishui River.
Therefore, in the eyes of the Turks, Pingzhou became the most important city among the five cities in the frontier.
At this time, Pingzhou was heavily guarded.
The Turkic Iron Cavalry alone numbered 50,000 people.
Not only that, but Gao Baofeng, the demon who built the desire for evil, and the Turkic prince Ashi Hanbing are all in Pingzhou City.
After all, the location of Ping Chau is too special.
If you advance, you can wave your division to the south, and if you retreat, you can defend the Turkic border.
Therefore, Pingzhou has become the most important city in their hearts.
Now, Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Chumo, and Cheng Chuliang led 15,000 soldiers of the Beiliang Army to launch a charge.
"Beiliang Army, charge!"
"Slaughter the Turkic miscellaneous pieces, blood debts and blood repayment!"
"Beiliang Army, kill!"
The soldiers of the Northern Liang Army roared hysterically while fighting with the Turkic 50,000 iron cavalry.
The Turkic iron cavalry in Pingzhou City all rushed out, and the pressure of the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army can be imagined.
After all, the Turkic iron cavalry was not good at defending the city, so they left a thousand people to build and defend the city.
Charging is what the Turkic Iron Cavalry is best at.
In the face of this Turkic iron cavalry with a large number of troops, Qin Huaiyu led the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army to fight extremely embarrassed.
This group of soldiers of the Beiliang Army, who had just joined the Beiliang Army and had just entered the battlefield, died on the way to the charge one after another.
If it weren't for the white horse and righteous servants in the army, the army would have collapsed long ago.