Isn't this bare-ass Turkic bare-assed god of war who claims to come from grass?

Why did you pout your ass and run away before you started the fight?

For his behavior of running away without leaving eggs, Shen Lang scoffed!

Aren't you the god of war from the steppe?

I still want to try whether your balls are hard or the tips of the master's guns are hard!

You ran away!

……

"Thank you, General, for saving your life!"

Just when Shen Lang looked at the direction of the Turkic barbarians' escape, cursing this group of bastards for not having a child and wetting their shoes, the surrounding people shouted at him.

Shen Lang immediately came back to his senses, and his gaze full of murderous intent gradually eased.

His gaze slowly swept over everyone's bodies, lingering on the little girl's body for a moment.

Although the girl was dressed at this time, the whole person was trembling, curled up and sobbing.

"You all have to live well, because you have to keep your eyes open and watch well for your dead relatives."

"Look at how the Turkic miscellaneous pieces were slaughtered!"

"Look at how our Youzhou takes revenge!"

Shen Lang said in a hoarse voice.

The people of Youzhou who were saved around touched their tears and nodded at Shen Lang non-stop.

Seeing them like this, Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was most worried that he could save their lives, but he couldn't save their hearts.

"General, what should we do next?"

The wounded soldiers from Youzhou who followed Shen Lang to chase and killed asked breathlessly on the side.

Although he was already exhausted, his heart was still full of fighting spirit.

"Can you still fight?"

Shen Lang immediately asked loudly.

The domineering spirit of the only one in the world was scattered in an instant.

Zhao Yun's gift package not only greatly increased his combat effectiveness, but also enhanced his personal charm and aura.

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers instantly cast a very admiring gaze at him.

Single-handedly save Youzhou and water and fire.

How heroic is that?

The blood all over his body is enough to prove everything.

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers trembled with excitement, eager to kneel down and worship him.

"General, we can still fight!"

"Even if you die, you have to die on the way to the charge."

"If you don't slaughter this group of Turkic miscellaneous people who have lost their conscience, you will never survive!"

The captured soldiers around them gritted their teeth one by one and roared hysterically.

"Since you can still fight, then follow General Ben to slaughter this group of Turkic miscellaneous pieces!"

Shen Lang held the bright silver gentian gun and shouted proudly.

"Slaughter the Turkic minuse!"

"Slaughter the Turkic minuse!"

"Slaughter the Turkic minuse!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers raised their arms one by one and shouted.

Their enthusiasm was completely ignited by Shen Lang's words.

As a son of the Han family, how can he be afraid of this group of Turkic miscellaneous people?

If you don't take revenge, how can you survive?

Although they are scarred one by one.

Although they are exhausted one by one.

But at this time, the blood has been ignited, and they can only fight to the death in their hearts!

Even if it is death, it must die on the way to the charge.

Die on the battlefield, die on the road to avenge your loved ones!

"Slaughter all the Turkic miscellaneous pieces, and pay for the blood debt!"

Shen Lang shouted, and his legs clamped the horse's belly fiercely.

The white dragon horse seemed to feel the monstrous battle intent of its master, and couldn't help but let out a pleasant roar.

"Slaughter all the Turkic miscellaneous pieces, and pay for the blood debt!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers roared one by one, followed behind Shen Lang, and once again embarked on the road of revenge.

……

"Did you see that? Our revenge in Youzhou is about to be avenged. ”

The people of Youzhou, who were saved, looked at Shen Lang stupidly in the direction they left.

Muttered alone.

Silently praying.

One by one, tears welled up in their eyes!

……

Shen Lang led the soldiers of Youzhou and killed directly towards the south gate.

"Close the city gates and slaughter the Turkic miscellaneous in the city!"

Shen Lang shouted, and with a single shot, he took away the life of a Turkic miscellaneous man.

The Youzhou soldiers behind him rushed forward as if they were crazy.

In recent days, they don't know how many times they have been attacked by the Turkic barbarians, and they don't know how many brothers they have seen die on the battlefield.

Now that the city of Youzhou is broken, they have been slaughtered, captured, and watched countless people die under the scimitars of the Turkic barbarians.

And now, they finally have a chance to counterattack, finally a chance to take revenge!

This moment they had been looking forward to for too long, too long!

Shen Lang rushed to the front first, attracting firepower as much as possible.

Because he knew very well in his heart that those Youzhou soldiers behind him were already at the end of the strong bow.

The reason why they can still follow them to fight is completely supported by that blood.

Therefore, Shen Lang kept fighting, using the simplest moves to harvest the lives of the Turkic barbarians, and reduce the death of the Youzhou soldiers behind him as much as possible.

The bright silver gentian spear that exuded endless murderous aura was like a death harvester, and with every dance of Shen Lang, it took away the heads of Turkic barbarians.

Facing a body of blood armor, it was like Shen Lang from hell.

The group of Turkic barbarians instantly gasped.

Watching their companions being killed one after another, they were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their backs.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! ”

"Go and report to the general!"

"Run away, warriors! They are not people, they are demons from hell! ”

The Turkic barbarians roared and screamed, scrambling to flee out of the city.

But do they still have a chance?

Shen Lang naturally didn't give them a chance to escape, and single-handedly killed at the city gate.

When he went from the center of the ranks of the Turkic barbarians to the gates of the city, the road was already full of the corpses of the Turkic barbarians.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Shen Lang killed two Turkic barbarians who tried to escape in succession, and blocked the city gate alone.

A man, a horse, and a silver spear stood proudly at the gate of the city.

The Turkic barbarians who tried to escape frantically rushed towards the city gate, and Shen Lang stood there killing in all directions.

One husband should be closed, and ten thousand people can't be opened!

With the continuous waving of the silver spear, one by one the Turkic barbarians fell in front of Shen Lang.

In the blink of an eye, corpses were strewn all over his feet, and blood flowed like rivers.

Youzhou is back in the hands of the Han family!

Those wounded soldiers, those people of Youzhou who were hiding.

Armed with knives and hoes, they took to the streets and joined in the slaughter.

Within a while, this Turkic squad of less than 100 people was killed and wounded, and no one survived.

A gust of night wind blew, and the heavy smell of blood was blowing in front of you.

Shen Lang looked at the mountain of corpses under his feet, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"General, you are our great benefactor in Youzhou!"

A white-haired old man, on crutches, shouted at Shen Lang's voice trembling.

Then he fell to his knees.

"General, you are our benefactor in Youzhou!"

The surrounding Youzhou soldiers and people knelt on the ground one after another, shouting at Shen Lang with gratitude.