The corpse was still warm, and the slowly flowing blood was still hot.

It's just that they can no longer see a single grass or tree in Dingzhou.

A deep sense of guilt and self-blame swept over in an instant, enveloping Shen Lang deeply.

He made a promise to these heroines, but he failed to keep it.

Although he fought out of the siege of the Turkic iron cavalry, he killed countless Turkic iron cavalry.

But after all, it was too late......

This group of Dingzhou women were all slaughtered, and none survived.

How tragic!

They would rather die than surrender.

They swore not to give up.

Like their husbands and families, they sleep forever in this hot land.

"I'm sorry for you, I broke my promise."

Shen Lang turned over and dismounted, stumbling and falling to the ground.

"Wow"

Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

They once said that they would live and die with Dingzhou.

And now they do.

Shen Lang once said that as long as there is one breath left, he will protect them.

Now he has broken his promise.

"Big brother, it's all the fault of that group of Turkic miscellaneous."

Biao Zi covered the wound on his abdomen, and comforted him weakly.

"General!"

"General!"

The surrounding Bai Ma Yi couldn't help but shout with tears in his eyes when he saw Shen Lang's self-blame and guilt-ridden look.

All of this was done by the Turkic mothballs who were inferior to the beasts!

They are miserable, they are inhumane!

"General, you have to cheer up. You have to avenge them! ”

Bai Ma Yicong, who was the leader, knelt down on one knee beside Shen Lang and reminded loudly.

Now that the enemy is present, if Shen Lang is so decadent and blames himself, then wouldn't this group of heroines die in vain!

Their blood feud must be avenged!

"Don't worry, I, Shen Lang, will not avenge this blood feud, and I will not be a man!"

Shen Lang said as he clenched the bright silver gentian gun and turned over on his horse.

"If you don't take revenge, you swear not to be a man!"

The surrounding Bai Ma Yi roared hoarsely.

"Blood debts and blood repayment, never die!"

Shen Lang roared while looking up to the sky, and turned his horse's head to rush towards the Turkic iron horseman.

The same is true of those scarred and few remaining White Horse Followers!

Now Dingzhou is an empty city, full of heroic souls.

If you don't kill all these Turkic minions, what kind of face will you have to face them?

All you want is a fight!

Fight to the death!

"Boom"

The two armies collided again, and the massacre began again.

Shen Lang roared and slaughtered like a crazy beast.

One by one, the Turkic iron horsemen died under his silver spear, and the sharp Turkic scimitars also left wounds on his body.

His whole body was already dense, covered with countless wounds.

Although it is not fatal, but when it accumulates together, it is a sharp pain that penetrates the heart.

But at this time, Shen Lang had long forgotten his life and death, and there was only one word in his mind - kill!

Kill all the Turkic iron horsemen and avenge Dingzhou Erlang!

But in the face of the Turkic iron cavalry of nearly 10,000 people, how can they be killed with their little people?

If you continue to fight like this, there is only one outcome, and that is the death of the whole army!

How can everyone not know about this incomparably tragic ending?

But everyone knew that it was death, but they still killed without hesitation!

For soldiers, dying on the battlefield is their best home!

Shen Lang kept fighting, but he felt that the gentian bright silver spear in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.

Seeing the white horse Yicong beside him fall from his horse one after another, he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

It was a sense of helplessness that had never been felt before!

But he didn't despair in the slightest.

Because he didn't want to leave the battlefield alive at all.

The silver spear in his hand kept waving and fighting.

He's doing the final fight.

Dying!

"General, you go quickly."

And at this moment, a white horse Yicong turned his head and shouted at Shen Lang.

But before his words fell, the man was cut down by the Turkic iron horseman and fell from his horse.

"General, we once made an oath together that the living would collect the bodies of the dead. If we all die in battle, who will collect the corpses? ”

"General, you...... Hurry up ......"

This white horse Yi muttered at Shen Lang while spitting blood.

But he still couldn't finish what he wanted to say, and he was trampled into a pulp by the Turkic war horses that rushed to kill.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Lang's eyes were split!

"General, let's go!"

Before the words fell, a white horse Yicong rushed to Shen Lang's side.

"Poof!"

A sharp Turkic scimitar slashed at his neck in an instant.

"General, go quickly, or they will die in vain!"

Then another white horse rushed up, using his own flesh and blood to block the attack of the Turkic iron cavalry for Shen Lang.

Shen Lang watched as one after another Bai Ma Yicong stood in front of him, and then slowly fell down.

His eyes were glazed for a moment, and two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed.

At that moment, a Turkic horseman attacked him from behind.

"Poof!"

The sharp Turkic scimitar fell on his back in an instant.

Shen Lang's body immediately crooked, and he smashed to the ground, splashing a burst of blood.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

This Turkic iron knight, who had successfully attacked by sneak attack, held back the excitement in his heart and kept slashing at Shen Lang's back.

Shen Lang's back was instantly blurred, and his life hung by a thread!

……

At this time, Li Xiuning, who was rushing to Dingzhou, couldn't help but feel an inexplicable cramp in his heart.

Then, a bad thought popped into her head.

Could it be that Dingzhou has been lost?

General Bloodarmor, you must hold on!

"The whole army is moving forward quickly!"

Li Xiuning immediately ordered loudly.

"Don't worry, princess, the blood-armored general will definitely hold on."

Li Jing comforted on the side, but his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

How could he not know that today's Dingzhou is already more than auspicious.

And at this moment, a hysterical shout suddenly came from the distance.

"General, let's go!"

"General, you must live!"

This incomparably tragic and desolate roar drifted with the wind, making all the soldiers can't help but beat their hearts.

Could it be that Dingzhou has been lost?

Could it be that the blood-armored general is already more than lucky?

"General Blood Armor, you are the god of war of the Tang Dynasty, you must live!"

Li Xiuning silently prayed for Shen Lang in tears in her heart.

"Hurry up to support Dingzhou!"

Li Jing immediately roared angrily.

Smelling the smell of blood that is getting stronger and stronger, and listening to the sound of fighting that is getting more and more desolate.

The soldiers were like ants on a hot pot, eager to fly to Dingzhou at once.

……

At this time, there were already corpses all over the outside of Dingzhou City, and blood flowed backwards.

"General, you must live!"

As the words fell, a white horse flew to Shen Lang's body.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

But before he could finish his words, the Turkic scimitar slashed at his back.

He used his flesh and blood to protect Shen Lang under him.

Only to keep him alive......