The Turkic iron cavalry shouted and killed.

Step by step, they rapidly reduced the encirclement.

They want to catch turtles in urns!

"Haha!"

Jieli Khan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.

No matter how powerful the White Armor General is.

At this time, he also can't escape!

Even if he can fight again, he will have a few more arms and a few more heads.

It's not enough for the Turkic warriors to cut!

It's just a battle of trapped beasts.

Although surrounded by the Turkic army, Qin Zichuan did not have a trace of fear.

Although there is a hint of melancholy.

Although there is a trace of regret.

But he didn't regret it at all!

I saw him turn over and get on his horse, reach out and grab the Fang Tian painting halberd inserted in the ground.

"I can have you by my side in this life, and my Qin Zichuan will not live this life in vain!"

Qin Zichuan said and showed a sincere smile to everyone.

It was the first time he had said his name.

Maybe it's the last time.

He's about to disappear from here with his name.

No one will remember.

No one will associate the three words Qin Zichuan with General Baijia.

"Follow the general to the death!"

"Follow the general to the death!"

"Follow the general to the death!"

The scarred white horse Yicong shouted loudly while climbing the war horse with difficulty.

Although they were so tired that it was a very difficult thing to even get on the horse.

But at this time, they are like a rainbow!

That's because they have the belief that they will die!

"Kill!"

Qin Zichuan held up the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and shouted hysterically.

The Fang Tian painting halberd held aloft seemed to feel the master's belief in death.

It was "buzzing" and trembling.

"This may be the last battle."

"Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again! Slay the Turkic Khan for me! ”

Qin Zichuan roared and rushed in the direction of Jieli Khan.

The final battle must end gorgeously.

Even if you can't kill the Turkic Khan, you have to die on the way to kill him!

He held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and took the lead, smashing the dragon's nest.

He wants to end his life in glory.

And the more than 100 white horse servants behind him followed closely behind, closely following Qin Zichuan's sides.

"Haha! It's good to come, this king will personally kill the white armor general!"

Jieli Khan saw that Qin Zichuan was actually rushing to kill him, and shouted excitedly with his knife.

The white-armored general is already at the end of the strong bow, so what is there to fear?

"Kill the white-armored general with this king!"

Jieli Khan roared, and the horse rushed to Qin Zichuan to meet him.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Zichuan killed the Turkic army.

"Die!"

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Qin Zichuan's hand swung in a circle, exuding a bloodthirsty light, taking away the heads of the two Turkic miscellaneous.

"Kill!"

"Follow the general to the death!"

Bai Ma Yicong followed closely behind, shouting while following Qin Zichuan into the Turkic army.

Qin Zichuan immediately turned on his divine skills and fought bravely.

And the dying is still on the cooldown, and it can't be activated, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

With the blessing of the divine technique, Qin Zichuan immediately entered a violent state.

The exhaustion and scars of his body were swept away, and he was like a god of war in the mortal world.

No!

To be precise, he's more like a bloodthirsty demon from hell!

He is like a reaper of death, constantly reaping the small lives of the Turks in the Turkic army.

Fang Tian's halberd kept waving, his head flying, and his war horse roared.

The fluttering blood exuded a strong smell of blood.

And Qin Zichuan is in the middle of this blood rain, making waves!

……

Facing Qin Zichuan, who was like a killing god, the Turkic iron cavalry was immediately frightened.

The white-armored general was obviously scarred and exhausted.

But how could such a terrifying combat power still erupt at this time?

The Turkic fragments around Qin Zichuan fell in a pool of blood with deep doubts and incomprehension.

"Khan, this person must not stay, he must be killed as soon as possible!"

The Turkic military division watched Qin Zichuan slaughter in all directions, and he was anxious to turn around.

How could Jieli Khan not know.

He watched Qin Zichuan enter the Turkic army.

See with your own eyes how he slays his own warriors.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was true!

A fear that he had never felt before spread rapidly in his heart.

This kind of killing god, who the hell dares to stay?

At this time, the excitement and joy on his face instantly froze.

Just now, he also threatened to personally kill the white armor general.

But at this time, he kept roaring, urging the soldiers around him to kill the white armor general.

Jieli Khan is instigated!

"Kill! Kill me! ”

"Cut the white armor general with a knife, and reward ten thousand taels of gold!"

"Whoever kills the white armor general, the marquis pays homage to the prime minister!"

Jieli Khan roared angrily.

Sure enough, there will be brave men under the heavy reward.

The trembling Turkic barbarians shouted "whoops", emboldened themselves and killed the white-armored general.

Wealth and danger are sought.

As long as you slash at the white armor general, you can have no worries for a lifetime!

The Turkic iron cavalry rushed towards Qin Zichuan and surrounded them in an instant.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The battle was still going on, but the white horse servants around Qin Zichuan were suddenly decreasing.

And as the encirclement is gradually decreasing, the pressure on Qin Zichuan and the others is even greater.

But now, fighting is their only thought.

Dying on the battlefield is their best destination!

"Kill!"

"Kill the Turkic Miscellaneous!"

"Cut off the head of the dog of Jieli Khan!"

They roared.

They fought for their lives.

They're completely insane!

They are crazy, one by one, like imps from hell, constantly harvesting the lives of the Turkic barbarians.

"We are willing to die for the general!"

"We have come from hell and may we die from glory!"

"General, we don't need to collect the corpses for us, we just want to lie in the place where we once fought side by side."

"Where a brother dies in battle, there is our home!"

They roared, fought, and died in glory.

……

Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, Jieli Khan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The white-armored general will surely die.

It's just a matter of time!

And Qin Zichuan and the others, where do they still care about their life and death.

They were like crazy, frantically slaying the Turkic barbarians.

I knew that I was going to die here, but I also had to fight until the last moment.

Even if you kill one more Turkic minch!

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The sound of flesh blooming, screams of pain.

Corpses all over the ground.

Endless blood is shed.

It's hell on earth!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

There were Turkic horsemen who were hacked to death with a knife.

There are also white horse righteous congregations who died under the Turkic scimitar.

Qin Zichuan's eyes were red.

Seeing Bai Ma Yicong beside him fall, his heart was full of pain.

At this time, he had no way to protect them, so he could only keep killing the enemy and reduce the pressure on the White Horse Righteous Servants.