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Chapter 16 Remember to be an individual in the next life (for collection)
Listening to the shouts of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, the group of old and weak women and children couldn't help shaking with excitement.

But when they saw these soldiers all covered in blood and scarred.

The joy on their faces was instantly replaced by sadness.

"Children, run quickly."

An elderly woman waved her hands and shouted hoarsely.

But before her words fell, the Youzhou soldiers and the Turkic cavalry came to a battle.

This group of scarred soldiers, where is the opponent of this group of Turkic cavalry?

In the blink of an eye, the dead are dead, and the captured are captured.

"Good boy, you are all good boys."

The old lady stretched out her trembling hands, and carefully covered the wound of a young soldier, saying with tears in her eyes.

"Grandma, don't be afraid, the bones of our Han people are harder than their knives!"

The young Youzhou soldier held the bloody hole in his stomach and said weakly.

Although his voice was not loud, it spread into the hearts of every Youzhou soldier.

"Take care of them for me, and don't let me, Ash Yunying, enjoy this delicate two-legged sheep!"

The Turkic barbarian who was interrupted just now shouted angrily.

Facing that fair-skinned and beautiful young lady, he was already extremely hungry and thirsty.

"It's best to cooperate with me obediently, or I will let you die together."

Ashi Yunying roared with a ferocious expression.

Then, he dropped the scimitar in his hand and rushed forward impatiently.

"what!"

Following the woman's scream, there was a "chi la", and Ash Yunying tore the woman's clothes abruptly.

"A dog who is not as good as a beast, if you have the ability, come to someone!"

The captured Youzhou soldiers roared hysterically with their eyes wide open.

In front of children, this barbarian suddenly wanted to do such a cruel thing. He was simply worse than a beast!

"Turkic bastard son of a bitch, I fucked your grandma!"

As a roar rang out, a soldier covered in blood pushed away the Turkic barbarian in front of him, and rushed towards Ashi Yunying.

He is the deputy general of Chai Shao, the governor of Youzhou, Zhao Erhu.

"Boom!"

He jumped on a hungry wolf, and threw Ash Yunying aside.

"Death to a certain person, the next life will be the most memorable!"

While roaring, Zhao Erhu waved his fist and smashed down Ash Yunying's head fiercely.

But this Ash Yunying was not a vegetarian either, he punched him abruptly, turned over abruptly and pinned Zhao Erhu under him.

"Damn two-legged sheep!
His good deeds were interrupted one after another, and Ashi Yunying, who was obsessed with sperm, was about to go crazy.

He waved his fist and beat Zhao Erhu violently.

After a while, Zhao Erhu was bloody.

"warrior!"

"warrior!"

"warrior!"

The surrounding Turkic barbarians didn't intend to go up to help, but kept waving the scimitar in their hands and shouting loudly.

Seeing Zhao Erhu being violently beaten, the captured Youzhou soldiers couldn't help but clenched their fists, staring at each other, wishing they could rush up and fight this group of beasts right now.

However, they were all scarred and had no fighting power.

He could only watch helplessly as Zhao Erhu was violently beaten by the Turkic barbarians.

"Damn two-legged sheep, go to hell!"

As if he was going crazy, Ash Yunying grabbed Zhao Erhu's neck with both hands, trying to break his neck.

The cheers of the Turkic barbarians around were getting louder and louder, but the hearts of the Youzhou soldiers were like knives.

The captured people of Youzhou couldn't help weeping even more.

But at this moment of life and death, Zhao Erhu firmly grasped Ash Yunying's wrist, turned over abruptly, and pinned him under him.

But he no longer had the strength to raise his arms.

But the exhausted Zhao Erhu didn't intend to let the beast go, he opened his mouth and bit Ash Yunying fiercely on the neck.

"what!"

As Ashi Yunying's extremely painful scream sounded, Zhao Erhu directly tore a piece of meat from his neck.

The blood spurted out instantly!

The exhausted Zhao Erhu was immediately pushed aside by Ash Yunying.

The main artery was bitten off by Zhao Erhu, and he knelt on the ground screaming and struggling while clutching his neck.

Looking at his extremely ferocious face, Zhao Erhu showed an extremely happy smile.

I saw him smiling, watching, and chewing slowly.

With the last bit of strength in his body, he ate the Turkic offal!
Although it is very smelly, it tastes very refreshing!
That look of death.

That hideous face.

The mouth that is bleeding with the chewing of the teeth...

Facing this scene, even the murderous Turkic barbarians couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs!
He is not human.

He is a devil from hell!
"Boom!"

As Ash Yunying's body fell to the ground, the surroundings instantly became quiet.

The surrounding Turkic barbarians also reacted accordingly.

"How dare you kill me, a Turkic warrior! Are you really not afraid of death?"

A Turkic barbarian who was close to Ash Yunying rushed up to Zhao Erhu, stomped on his chest, and asked with a ferocious face.

"As the son of the Han family, how can I be afraid of you cats and dogs?"

Zhao Erhu endured the severe pain of broken ribs and said with a ferocious expression.

Although the excruciating pain made his life worse than death, but the pride of being the son of the Han family made him hold his head up!

He continued to chew the meat in his mouth.

Although his face was gradually distorted due to the severe pain, it was full of pride!
The pride of being Han Jiaerlang!
"Damn two-legged sheep, I will chop you into meat!"

Facing Zhao Erhu's contemptuous eyes and arrogant expression, this Turkic barbarian was about to go crazy.

He really couldn't figure it out, are these two-legged sheep really not afraid of death?
Are they not afraid of death! ! !
"Pfft!"

The Turkic barbarian, who became angry from embarrassment, stabbed fiercely into Zhao Erhu's body.

"Zombie, remember, our Han people's bones will always be harder than your scimitars!"

Zhao Erhu resisted the urge to vomit blood and used up the last bit of strength in his body to forcefully swallow the meat and blood in his mouth.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The Turkic barbarian kept waving the scimitar in his hand like crazy.

After a while, Zhao Erhu's body was bloody.

Although the Turkic barbarians cut off Zhao Erhu's flesh, they failed to cut off his pride!

Seeing the scene in front of them, the captured Youzhou soldiers instantly burst into tears.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

"The bones of our Han family will always be harder than your knives!"

The scarred soldiers of Youzhou cuddled together and roared hysterically.

The arrogance of Han Jiaerlang, with their voices, pierced into the sky, majestic and majestic!
(End of this chapter)