Shen Lang had just thrown off a Turkic squad, and this time he encountered another wave.

Do you want to forget me?

Shen Lang had no choice but to turn the horse's head, trying to avoid them, and continued to escape.

But at this moment, this Turkic team also discovered Shen Lang's traces.

"Blood-armored general!"

An extremely excited roar sounded, and the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen locked their eyes on Shen Lang's body.

"Don't rob anyone with me, the head of the Blood Armor General is mine!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

The surrounding Turkic iron horsemen were stunned one by one, exuding a shining golden light, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

As long as you cut a knife on the body of the blood-armored general, the khan will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!

If you can cut off the head of the blood-armored general, you will be the next king of the grassland!

Such a huge temptation has already made the surrounding Turkic and Turkic iron horsemen crazy.

What's more, the current blood-armored general is already at the end of the strong bow, wouldn't it be easy to kill him?

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Shen Lang scolded and stretched out his middle finger of disdain.

"Kill him!"

"Kill the Blood-Armored General!"

Looking at the incomparably arrogant posture, the Turkic iron rider not far away was itching his teeth.

You're going to die, and you're so arrogant.

Are you really not afraid of death?

The Blood-Armored General must be slain here today!

……

Facing the Turkic iron cavalry that rushed to kill, Shen Lang immediately clamped the horse's belly and fled.

The Turkic Iron Rider chased after him, roaring and roaring angrily.

As angry roars rang out, the Turkic Iron Horsemen who were looking for the Blood Armor General instantly attracted their attention.

After a while, the Turkic iron cavalry behind Shen Lang gathered more and more.

"What's the matter, if it weren't for the fact that I was seriously injured, how could I be so embarrassed?"

Facing the group of Turkic iron horsemen behind him who were chasing after him like mad dogs, Shen Lang's heart was depressed.

The Turkic iron horsemen who were all killed fled in all directions, but now it is good that they are chasing only those who escape.

If it is passed out, how can the master pretend to be B and fly in the frontier?

really responded to the old saying, the dragon was trapped in shallow water and was played by shrimp, and the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!

At this time, in addition to deep helplessness in his heart, he was deeply unwilling.

"Brothers, I'm coming!"

Looking at Dingzhou City not far away, the corners of his mouth showed a helpless wry smile.

The white horse righteous servants fought with their lives, just to kill a bloody way and let him live.

But now, he was about to be surrounded by Turkic cavalry again.

But it's good to die outside Dingzhou City, and to die with my brothers, I have no regrets in this life!

The drizzle continued to fall, as if it was about to wash away the blood and corpses from the ground.

But as the rain dripped down, the battlefield full of corpses was instantly a river of blood.

The rain gathered this blood and formed rivers of blood.

Let the outside of Dingzhou City be like a purgatory on earth.

The white dragon horse stepped on the corpses and blood all over the ground, and kept galloping.

But Shen Lang looked at the extremely familiar picture around him, and couldn't help but see bloody faces in front of him.

That's the face of the White Horse Servants!

"Brothers, I'm back."

Shen Lang muttered as he pulled the reins hard.

The white dragon horse instantly raised its front hooves high and roared in the sky.

One man and one horse, instantly stood proudly outside Dingzhou City.

I saw Shen Lang staring at the small hill not far away, where was the new home of the soldiers and people of Dingzhou.

and those white horse servants who died in battle, all of them are buried.

There is no tombstone, no grave, only a strong iron skeleton with a Han family's son!

Those Dingzhou soldiers who swore to die and never retreated.

The women of Dingzhou who walked out of the city gate with weapons in hand.

Those white horse servants who lay down and never woke up.

The familiar and unfamiliar faces, the bloody scenes, appeared in front of Shen Lang's eyes like a movie.

"I'm back."

Shen Lang burst into tears as he spoke.

At this time, those Turkic iron horsemen who were chasing and killing instantly surrounded Shen Lang.

But Shen Lang directly ignored their existence.

In front of me and in my heart, there is the face of the Han family.

"Life must be piled up, life must be piled up, and death must be piled up and death. Let's go together on Huangquan Road! ”

Shen Lang raised his head and laughed insolently as he spoke.

An invincible momentum in the world was scattered in an instant.

The endless murderous aura and fighting intent soared into the sky.

In an instant, a strong battle intent and endless murderous aura enveloped Shen Lang.

Don't run away.

It's time to make a break!

And the surrounding Turkic iron cavalry was stunned in an instant in the face of the huge change in Shen Lang's momentum.

Their scalps were numb, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

The picture of the blood-armored general killing all sides, and the bloodthirsty method of shooting headshots with guns, kept coming to their minds.

Wasn't the Bloodarmor General seriously wounded?

Isn't his life hanging by a thread?

Why is he still so domineering?

The surrounding Turkic iron cavalry was instantly frightened, and one by one they cautiously wandered back and forth around Shen Lang, slowly shrinking the encirclement.

The fear and timidity from the soul made the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen hesitate to move.

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Charge!"

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

Although the three thousand white horses have already died in battle.

Although now he is the only one left.

But in the face of the black-pressed Turkic iron cavalry around him, he still launched a brazen charge.

A charge that belongs to him alone.

Perhaps, this is also the last charge......

Why be afraid of death?

Three thousand white horses have never really left.

They have always lived in Shen Lang's heart.

The white horse is still there!

The Turkic cavalry did not finish killing for a day, and then charged non-stop.

Even if there is only one person left!

"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"

"The Khan has an order, and whoever kills the blood-armored general is the new king of the steppe!"

"Kill the blood-armored general, go back to the Khan to receive the reward!"

Facing the blood-armored generals who rushed to kill, the surrounding Turkic iron cavalry couldn't help but roar loudly.

Perhaps only in this way can they eliminate the fear in their hearts and let go of the battle with the Blood-Armored General!

At this point, they became extremely humble.

Where is the domineering spirit that rushed to kill the blood-armored general not long ago?

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang collided with the Turkic Iron Horseman.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The gentian bright silver spear in Shen Lang's hand kept waving.

Although the speed and power of the gun are not as fast as before, every time the gun is fired, a cloud of blood mist will bloom in the air.

In an instant, several Turkic horsemen beheaded their horses.

But he was bound to be mortally wounded, and every time he shot, the pain of the wound rending deeply irritated his nerves.

The sharp pain that pierced his heart kept tormenting him.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was torn in an instant.

Blood flowed slowly.

His whole body became bloody.

Like a bloodthirsty maniac!