Blood, obscuring the sky.

Corpses, piled up all over the earth.

In the direction of the Turkic iron cavalry charge, the corpses of countless soldiers of the Northern Liang Army were piled up.

In order to intercept the fleeing Turkic army, they rushed forward one by one, and fell one by one.

They paid with their lives for this obsession in their hearts.

"Turkic warriors, kill!"

"Charge, kill!"

The Turkic army roared with great excitement.

They are about to fight out of the encirclement of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, how can they not be excited?

How can they not be excited that they are about to end this fateful entanglement?

"Hurry up and retreat to Anton, quick!"

Ash roared hysterically.

Now that the Turkic army was about to break out of the encirclement, the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger.

The previous thought of fighting to the death had long since vanished in his heart, and at this time he just wanted to retreat to Anton as soon as possible.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Qin Huaiyu looked at the soldiers who fell under the hooves of the Turkic horses, and couldn't help but shed blood and tears.

Not only him, but all the soldiers of the Beiliang Army, watching their brother fall from his horse and die, their hearts were dripping blood.

Every bit of it is endless hatred.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

The surrounding soldiers of the Northern Liang Army roared, and they once again charged to the front of the Turkic army.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Those Turkic iron horsemen who tried to fight their way out and rushed out were instantly stunned.

He really couldn't understand why he had killed a batch just now, but why did another batch come to die?

Are they really not afraid of death?

You know, their charging Turkic army numbered 10,000.

And they, with only a few hundred people, also wanted to stop the charge of tens of thousands of troops.

They're not stupid, they're really crazy!

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

This group of soldiers of the Beiliang Army, looking at the good brothers who fell in a pool of blood, roared with tears one by one.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Like the soldiers before them, they charged at the Turkic iron horsemen.

"Brothers, you didn't finish the task, let's continue!"

"Life is a Beiliang soldier, death is a Beiliang ghost, kill!"

"Beiliang Army, swear not to retreat!"

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

As a roar full of murderous intent sounded, the soldiers of the Beiliang Army rushed forward one by one.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, the heart of the Turkic Iron Rider couldn't help but tremble.

At this point, they were really forced to fight.

They didn't want to fight this group of madmen, but they couldn't help it, so they took the initiative to rush up.

"Crazy, it's a bunch of crazy people!"

"General, what shall we do? Do you want to rush out in a different direction? ”

"Datang's two-legged sheep have become hungry wolves!"

The Turkic iron horsemen shouted loudly one by one, and their hearts were even more panicked.

Although they slaughtered a group of soldiers of the Beiliang Army who regarded death as home, they then rushed up again.

Their hearts have long been defeated by the soldiers of the Beiliang Army who regard death as home.

The only reason they are alive now is because there are so many of them.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

This group of soldiers of the Northern Liang Army, with the determination to see death as home, fought with the Turkic army.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

As the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army fell one by one, they decreased one by one, but in the hearts of the Turkic iron cavalry, the timidity and panic became even stronger.

In the face of this fateful dismissal, not only Ah Shi was shocked, but the Turkic generals were stunned, and the remnants of Jiancheng were even more frightened and trembled, and the yellow liquid flowed.

This is not a bunch of madmen, it's a bunch of dead men!

The Turkic prince Ash Hanbing has gone completely insane.

He just couldn't figure it out.

How much gold, silver and jewelry did Datang give these people, so that they would be so desperate.

In the previous battle on the banks of the Weishui River, a blood-armored general who regarded death as his home made hundreds of thousands of Turkic troops retreat in embarrassment.

Now, this group of crazy Tang soldiers, where did they come from!

At a certain moment, Ah Shi Hanbing suddenly understood why his father had failed miserably.

This group of Datang soldiers who regard death as their home cannot be killed.

A group died in battle, and a group came up again.

It is only their flesh that falls, but what does not die is their proud bones that regard death as their home and swear to die!

"Hurry up and get out! Quickly retreat to Anton and the Far East! ”

Ah Shi Hanbing trembled and roared.

Fighting with this group of soldiers who don't want to die is undoubtedly fighting with ghosts and gods.

Especially after fighting until now, looking at the corpses all over the ground, the blood flowing backwards.

Although the number of soldiers in the Tang Dynasty has decreased, there are only less than 20,000 at this time.

And their Turkic army still has more than 30,000 people, occupying this absolute advantage.

But even so, not only did he not have the slightest chance of winning, but he was panicked and became more and more intense.

"Get out!"

"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"

With the issuance of Ah Shi's cold military order, the terrified Turkic iron cavalry once again formed a sharp dagger and tried to rush out again.

Only this time, their previous joy was gone, replaced by endless fear.

Their hearts were terrified, their courage had long since been broken, and they were filled with deep fear.

This terrible style of play makes them creepy.

Although this group of madmen who don't want to die can't resist their iron horses, but the way this group of madmen don't want to die makes the Turkic iron horsemen not know when they will die in battle.

Maybe it's now, maybe it's next.

And just as they were charging again, Qin Huaiyu led a group of soldiers of the Northern Liang Army, and also appeared in the face of the Turkic forward.

He finally killed him.

Although it was a little late, but fortunately, the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army used their bodies to block the hooves of the Turkic iron horsemen who fled.

Turkic miscellaneous is still there!

As long as they are still there, there will be a chance to slaughter them and avenge the Han family's sons!

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Qin Huaiyu's eyes were red, and he raised the weapon in his hand that was constantly dripping blood, and roared hysterically.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

The soldiers of the Beiliang Army behind him, although they were all fighting on the battlefield for the first time, they regarded death as if they were home, shouting and killing to the sky, and the mountains and rivers were magnificent!

In the face of the Tang Dynasty soldiers who are rushing to kill now, the Turkic Iron Cavalry no longer has the indomitable momentum it had before.

Because of the fear in my heart, the timidity in my heart, and the belief that has long been crushed.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

This sentence could not have been more appropriate for the Turkic Iron Cavalry at this time.

At this time, the self-proclaimed brave grassland warriors no longer dared to fight hard with the soldiers of the Beiliang Army.

They began to cringe and began to retreat.

"Damn the Tang Dynasty soldiers, they're all crazy, they're all crazy!"

"They are not people, they are evil spirits from hell!"

"Prince, let's charge in a different direction! It's okay to retreat to Pingzhou! ”

One by one, the Turkic horsemen roared in fear, as if the roar would reduce the fear in their hearts by a point.

They were really scared!

This is a fear that comes from the deepest part of the soul!

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