Obviously, there is almost no hope for the remnants to live!

The army from hell is terrifying because they are ruthless, they are crazy, and he is bloodthirsty!

Facing this group of bloodthirsty army, the remnants of the building on the city wall trembled all over, and their legs were even trembling like cotton.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As more and more corpses outside the city were coming, the streams formed by blood became larger and larger, and the remnants of Jiancheng gradually collapsed on the ground.

How can we not be afraid of these shameless people who are greedy for life and fear of death?

Those Jiancheng remnants who were worried about death were even more frightened and foamed at the mouth, and some were directly scared to pee.

As the battle continued, the number of Turkic Iron Cavalry became smaller and smaller.

Jiancheng Yuanye deeply felt that the air around him became thinner and thinner, and the breath of death became stronger and stronger!

"Good death! Good death! Ashin Bing, this puppy, died so well! God is so open-minded!"

"This group of Turkic miscellaneous animals deserves to die!"

Looking at the battlefield like hell on earth, Song Zijian, tied up with flowers, raised his head and laughed unrestrainedly.

"It won't take long to die these Turkic miscellaneous groups. When the Tang army enters the city, we will all die together!"

"We all have to die. It's great to have so many people bury me!"

Song Zijian was as crazy as he was roaring and laughing wildly above the city wall.

boom!

As his crazy roar fell, the remnants of the building on the city wall couldn't help but feel numb.

"Bang!"

At this time, the remnants of Jiancheng, who was in charge, slapped them hard.

In an instant, five finger marks appeared on Song Zijian's face.

"Don't dream about spring and autumn! It's all because of you. If you didn't encourage him, Guo Feng wouldn't have surrendered to the enemy and stolen the country!"

"When the Tang army comes into the city, we will hand you over. For the sake of being both Han people, they will definitely not kill us!"

"Yes! Brother Wang is right! After all, the city still needs people to be stationed. Although the Tang army is powerful now, it is not enough. If you want to completely station the five frontier cities, you have to rely on us!"

The remnants of the building around them shouted loudly.

"Did you forget the blood on your hands? It's all the blood of the Han people, the blood of the Tang people and soldiers! Do you think the white-armored general will spare you? Go dream!"

Song Zijian said with a smile at Jiancheng Yuannie around him, not only without any anger on his face, but with a complacent smile.

His words were like an invisible dagger, piercing hard into the hearts of Jiancheng Remnants around him.

Song Zijian directly lifted their fig leaf without reservation, leaving them completely stunned.

He was right, the remnants of the city’s construction, who has no blood from the Han people?

The remnants of the construction of Guo Feng who followed Guo Feng to attack the three frontier cities were already covered in blood, and their hands were covered with the blood of countless Han people.

They slaughtered all the three frontier cities and killed more than a hundred Han men?

And those Jiancheng who had been stationed in Andong had little blood on their hands when they massacred the Anton royal family?

For a moment, the surrounding remnants became frightened and uneasy.

The last hope in their hearts was completely shattered.

"You all are waiting to die with me! A bunch of ignorant cowards!"

Seeing the trembling remnants of Jiancheng around him, Song Zijian couldn't help but smile happier and more presumptuously.

His words came into contact with the place that everyone dared to touch the least.

Although they took Song Zijian, they were soldiers under Song Zijian before!

The Turkic prince Ashinabing was kicked in the head by the white-armored general. The Turkic Iron Cavalry will be defeated, and Song Zijian will definitely die.

But will the White Armor General let them go?

Everyone's little hearts instantly rose to their throats, staring at the battlefield where they were still slaughtering, waiting nervously.

...

At this time, outside the city of Andong, the massacre was almost over.

There were more than 30,000 Turkic cavalry, but at this time, there were no three thousand people standing there.

The other Turkic cavalry were killed by the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

The piles of corpses and the blood flowing into rivers make the battlefield at this time look like hell on earth!

When these alive Turkic cavalry saw that there was no hope of rushing out, they turned their heads and fled towards the Far East City.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Qin Zichuan did not chase and kill the Turkic cavalry that fled to the Far East, but continued to kill the currently surrounded Turkic fragments.

"We are warriors from the grassland! How can we be afraid of these two-legged sheep!"

A Turkic cavalry roared heart-wrenchingly, waved the Turkic scimitar in his hand and rushed towards Qin Zichuan.

But before he could rush to Qin Zichuan, he was killed and beaten by a general of Tang Dynasty.

"Kill the White Armor General and avenge the prince!"

Before his death, the Turkic cavalry was still roaring.

It can be seen from this that the white-armored general has long become a thorn in the eyes of the Turkic miscellaneous people and a thorn in the flesh.

Until they died, they did not forget to kill the White Armored General!

I have never forgotten this eternal hatred!

As the roar of the Turkic Iron Cavalry fell, the Turkic Iron Cavalry around him couldn't help but stare at the top, like a copper bell.

The eyes that seemed to be about to jump out were full of reluctance and endless hatred and anger!

"General White Armor, our eternal hatred, kill him!"

After a brief shock, a Turkic cavalry roared, waved the Turkic scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards Qin Zichuan.

"I'm afraid you won't see this day!"

Qin Zichuan sneered at him, and Fang Tian's painting halberd swept out, instantly cutting through his throat and taking away his life.

Although he hated these conscientious Turkic Iron Cavalry, he had to admit that at some point, he still admired the courage of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

Therefore, for these backbone Turkic Iron Cavalry, Qin Zichuan did not let them feel the pain of life being worse than death, but took them away with a halberd.

Each of them is their masters, and they cannot help but act!

"If you bother me, those who are far away from me will be punished!"

Qin Zichuan roared to the sky, waved the Fang Tian Huaji who was letting go, and rushed towards the remaining Turkic cavalry.

The Fang Tian Huaji, with bloodthirsty light and endless murderous aura, swept out and took away the life of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

As the blood mist floated down, Qin Zichuan cut their throats.

Looking at the floating blood rain and feeling the passing of life, the Turkic Iron Cavalry slowly closed his eyes in endless despair.

Living in fear and dying in despair.

This is the ending given to them by Qin Zichuan, and it is also the ending they cannot choose.
Chapter completed!