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Chapter 83 Don't Escape, It's Time to End (Please recommend)

Shen Lang had just thrown off a Turkic team, so he encountered another wave.

Is God going to forget me?

Shen Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn the horse's head, trying to avoid them and continue to escape.

But at this moment, the Turkic team also found Shen Lang's trace.

"Blood armor general!"

Following an extremely excited roar, the surrounding Turkic cavalry all locked their eyes on Shen Lang.

"Don't rob anyone, the blood armor general's head is mine!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

The Turkic cavalry around them had their eyes cracked, shining golden light, rushing towards Shen Lang.

As long as he cut a knife on the body of the blood armor general, Khan will reward him with a thousand taels of gold!

If he can cut off the head of the Blood Armored General, he will be the next King of the Grassland!
Such a huge temptation has already driven the surrounding Turkic Turkic cavalry crazy.

More importantly, the current blood armor general is already at the end of his bow, wouldn't it be easy to kill him?

"A bunch of trash!"

Shen Lang cursed and stretched out his middle finger with contempt.

"kill him!"

"Kill the Blood Armored General!"

Seeing that incomparably arrogant posture, the Turkic cavalry not far away was itching their teeth.

You're fucking going to die, and you're still so arrogant.

Are you really not afraid of death?

The Blood Armored General must be killed here today!

……

Facing the Turkic iron cavalry rushing forward, Shen Lang immediately clamped the horse's belly, and fled with the horse.

The Turkic cavalry was chasing after him, roaring and roaring angrily.

With the sound of angry roars, those Turkic cavalry who were looking for the blood-armored general attracted their attention instantly.

After a while, the Turkic cavalry behind Shen Lang gathered more and more.

"What the hell, if I hadn't been seriously injured, how could I be in such a mess?"

Facing the group of Turkic cavalry who were chasing after him like mad dogs, Shen Lang felt extremely depressed.

The Turkic iron cavalry that he had killed all fled around, but now, fortunately, the only ones who were chased by them were fleeing.

If word spreads, how can I pretend to be bad and fly in the border area?
True to the old saying, a dragon trapped in shallow water is teased by shrimps, and a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!

At this time, besides the deep helplessness in his heart, there was also deep unwillingness.

"Brothers, here I come!"

Looking at Dingzhou City not far away, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Baima righteous servants risked their lives to kill each other, just to kill a bloody path and let him live.

But now, he is about to be surrounded by Turkic cavalry again.

But it's good to be able to die in battle outside Dingzhou City, if you can die with your brothers, you will have no regrets in this life!

The light rain continued to fall non-stop, as if it wanted to wash away the blood and corpses on the ground.

But as the rain fell, the battlefield where corpses were strewn across the field instantly became a river of blood.

The rainwater gathered the blood, forming rivers of blood.

Let the outside of Dingzhou City be like a purgatory on earth.

The white dragon horse ran wildly over the corpses and blood all over the ground.

But when Shen Lang looked at the extremely familiar scenes around him, bloody faces appeared in front of his eyes.

That's the face of the white horse followers!
"Brothers, I'm back."

While murmuring, Shen Lang pulled the rein hard.

The white dragon horse raised its front hooves in an instant, and roared to the sky.

With one man and one horse, they stood proudly outside Dingzhou City in an instant.

I saw Shen Lang staring obsessively at the small hill not far away, which is the new home of Dingzhou soldiers and common people.

There are also those Baima Yicong who died in battle, where are they all buried.

There are no tombstones, no graveheads, only the iron bones of a Han family!
Those Dingzhou soldiers who vowed to die.

Those Dingzhou women who walked out of the city gate with weapons.

Those Baima Yicong who never woke up after lying down.

The familiar and unfamiliar faces, the bloody scenes, appeared before Shen Lang's eyes like a movie.

"I am back."

Shen Lang burst into tears as he spoke.

At this time, those Turkic cavalry who came after them surrounded Shen Lang in an instant.

However, Shen Lang directly and gorgeously ignored their existence.

In front of his eyes, in his heart, is the face of Zhang Hanjiaerlang.

"Life must gather together to live, and death must gather together to die. Let's walk together on the road to Huangquan!"

After speaking, Shen Lang raised his head and laughed wantonly.

An invincible momentum spread out in an instant.

The endless murderous aura and fighting intent soared into the sky.

In an instant, a strong fighting intent and endless murderous aura surrounded Shen Lang.

Don't run away.

Time to make a break!

The surrounding Turkic cavalry were stunned for a moment when faced with the huge change in Shen Lang's momentum.

Their scalps were numb, and their backs were sweating coldly.

The image of the blood-armored general slaughtering all directions, and the bloodthirsty method of headshots with guns, kept reappearing in their minds.

Wasn't the Blood Armored General seriously injured?
Shouldn't his life be hanging by a thread?
Why the hell are you still so domineering?
The surrounding Turkic cavalry were frightened for an instant, and they wandered back and forth cautiously around Shen Lang, slowly shrinking the encirclement.

The fear and timidity that came from the soul made the surrounding Turkic cavalry hesitate to take action.

"Bai Ma Yi Cong, charge!"

Shen Lang held up the gentian silver gun in his hand, and roared to the sky.

Although Sanqian Baima Yicong had already died in battle.

Although now he is alone.

But facing the dark Turkic cavalry around him, he still brazenly launched a charge.

A charge that belongs only to him.

Perhaps, this is also the last charge...

Why are you afraid of death?

The three thousand white horses obeyed and never really left.

They have always lived in Shen Lang's heart.

The white horse is still there!
The Turkic iron cavalry did not kill all of them for a day, but they continued to charge.

Even if there is only one person left!
"Warriors from the grassland, kill!"

"The Khan has an order that whoever kills the blood-armored general will be the new king of the grassland!"

"Slay the Blood Armored General and go back to Khan to claim the reward!"

Facing the blood-armored general rushing forward, the surrounding Turkic cavalry couldn't help roaring loudly.

Perhaps only in this way can they dispel the fear in their hearts and fight against the Blood Armored General!
At this time, they became extremely humble.

Where is the domineering spirit of scrambling to kill the blood armored general not long ago?

boom!
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang collided with the Turkic cavalry.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The gentian silver gun in Shen Lang's hand kept waving.

Although the speed and power of the gun are not as good as before, every time the gun is released, a ball of blood mist will bloom in the air.

In an instant, several Turkic iron cavalry were killed and dismounted from their horses.

But he was bound to be seriously injured, and every time a gun was fired, the pain of the tearing wound would deeply stimulate his nerves.

The heartbreaking pain was tormenting him constantly.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was torn apart in an instant.

Blood flowed out slowly.

His whole body became dripping with blood.

Like a bloodthirsty madman!
(End of this chapter)