Now that the two armies were so close that it only took a few breaths to collide.

How could Ah Shi Hanbing still rush to the front?

Now that he is suspected, the effect of boosting momentum has been achieved.

Naturally, he had to evacuate quickly and find a chance to escape!

Desperately?

Isn't that a joke?

He is a Turkic prince, the future king of the steppes!

How can you die in battle like this group of subordinates?

"Warriors from the steppe, kill!"

"There are less than two thousand of them, kill them all!"

The Turkic iron cavalry at the front, while roaring loudly and emboldening himself, rushed towards Shen Lang to kill.

What they are about to face is the blood-armored general who has beheaded the arm of the Khan in tens of thousands of troops!

It was like a death-like existence, how could they not be afraid?

But now, they have no choice but to charge, only to kill hard!

Rumble!

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

Suddenly, blood flowed, and people turned on their backs.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Shen Lang, who rushed to the front, kept waving the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, and instantly took the life of a Turkic iron horseman.

And those white horse servants who closely followed him even raised their swords and cut off the Turkic iron horsemen in front of them.

After a while, the corpses around Shen Lang were piled up.

And Ah Shi Hanbing hid in the Turkic army, looking at Shen Lang in the center of the blood mist, he couldn't help but shiver, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Kill me! Kill them all! ”

"You must kill the Blood-Armored General and rush out!"

He kept screaming and roaring.

Although he did not participate in the battle, he was already sweating profusely.

"Rush! Slay the Blood-Armored General! ”

"The prince has an order, kill the blood-armored general, and fight his way out of the encirclement!"

The Turkic Iron Cavalry roared and charged, but the Turkic Iron Cavalry who rushed forward first died in a short time under the broadsword of the White Horse Righteous Servant.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Shen Lang held a bright silver gentian spear, looked up to the sky and roared, and killed all the Turkic army.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The Bright Silver Gentian Spear swept out of the momentum, killing the three Turkic iron horsemen and falling from their horses in an instant.

A cloud of blood mist rose around him in an instant, like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, fluttering and sprinkling, but it was full of endless blood in the beauty!

The fluttering blood mist is as beautiful as the smoke and rain of Jiangnan.

It's just that this picture appeared on the battlefield, but it was full of endless blood.

Let the Turkic Iron Cavalry be beautiful to despair!

The bright silver gentian spear that kept flying, the tall body like death in the center of the blood mist.

This is not a man, this is a demon from hell!

Especially as the White Horse Yicong rushed into the Turkic army, with the wielding of the Northern Tang Dynasty, the blood mist was intertwined, forming a huge blood web.

The rain of blood was blowing and sprinkling.

The dazzling blood is flying all over the sky, making this Xinjiang more beautiful than the Jiangnan in the smoke and rain.

It's just that this beauty is full of blood, the beauty is suffocating, and the beauty is desperate.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Shen Lang kept waving the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, taking away one piece after another of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

He stepped on the mountain of corpses, led the white horse to follow, and killed the center of the Turkic army step by step.

"Prince! Hurry up and save me! ”

"Crazy! They're all crazy! ”

"General, hurry up and save me!"

"They're not people, they're a bunch of madmen, they're a bunch of demons!"

The Turkic knights roared and roared loudly.

They tried to turn their horses around and run away, but the Turkic cavalry that kept rushing behind them made them unable to retreat.

The Turkic iron cavalry at the front, they had no way to retreat, only charged, and then died.

Groups of Turkic iron horsemen rushed up, but no one could get close to Shen Lang for half a step.

If so, they would have been beheaded by the Bright Silver Gentian Spear.

A Shi Hanbing in the Turkic army, looking at Shen Lang who was getting closer and closer to him, couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp and tremble.

Not only him, but even the war horse he sat on neighed incessantly, as if sensing danger.

"Rush! Kill him for me! ”

"Those who kill the blood-armored generals will be rewarded!"

"Kill him for me! Kill him! ”

In the center of the Turkic army, Ah Shi Hanbing roared like crazy.

"General Bloodarmor, your time of death has arrived!"

A Turkic general, roaring, rushed to kill.

At this time, the Turkic iron cavalry was afraid to advance, and only the part was slaughtered.

If this continues, then everyone will have to die.

At this critical moment, the Turkic general rushed out.

Although he didn't have the confidence to kill the blood-armored general with one blow, he still came.

Even if it is death, it will die on the way to the charge!

It is not for nothing that the Turkic Iron Horseman claims to be a warrior from the steppe, a king on horseback.

"Give me death!"

The general roared angrily, and slashed at Shen Lang's head with a single sword.

At this time, the surrounding Turkic iron cavalry was not idle, waving the scimitar in his hand, trying to surround Shen Lang.

Looking at the Turkic scimitar that fell towards his head, Shen Lang couldn't help but sneer.

I saw that his head was tilted, and the bright silver gentian gun in his hand swept out.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The Bright Silver Gentian Spear carried a bloodthirsty glow, and instantly took away the two Turkic Iron Cavalry halberds around Shen Lang.

At this time, the scimitar in the hands of the Turkic general also slashed down against Shen Lang's shoulder.

If he hadn't twisted his body, the knife would have split him in half.

"Die!"

Shen Lang sneered at the Turkic general and said.

I saw that the bright silver gentian spear in his hand, as if it had eyes, stabbed at the throat of the Turkic general.

Before the Turkic general's scimitar could be withdrawn, the bright silver gentian spear was in front of him.

His body couldn't help but tremble, and his little heart instantly rose to his throat.

He jerked back, and the bright silver gentian stabbed him in the chest.

One shot missed!

At this time, I saw the corners of Shen Lang's mouth tilting up slightly, and a smug smile flowed out.

The Turkic general saw the evil smile with his peripheral vision, and a bad premonition instantly spread in his heart.

"Your time of death has come!"

As Shen Lang's roar fell, the bright silver gentian spear that pierced the sky instantly slashed downward.

"Poof!"

"It can't be! No way! ”

The Turkic general roared in horror.

And the moment he opened his mouth, his body was split in half by the bright silver gentian spear.

Not only that, but even the war horse he sat on was split in two.

The skin is open, and the flesh is flying!

The Turkic general didn't scream, and before he even had time to change the look of horror on his face, his whole person was split in two by the bright silver gentian spear.

"Boom!"

Then a muffled sound fell, and one man and one horse turned into four pieces and smashed on the frontier land.