Outside Andong City, the corpses of the Turkic Iron Cavalry were pushed like mountains, and blood flowed back into a river.

Asan Bing was kicked by Qin Zichuan and rolled into the Turkic army like a football, directly frightening the group of Turkic cavalry who had already been afraid to death.

Only a small number of Turkic cavalry who tried to rush out had the opportunity to escape to the Far East.

All the Turkic cavalry who vowed to avenge Ashinabing to death were spared and died directly under the Northern Tang sword.

"Since you have chosen to avenge Ashinabing, I have to send you to hell, and then he is reunited."

Looking at the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, Qin Zichuan let out a long breath and murmured alone.

The more than 10,000 Turkic cavalry who had escaped had no choice but to flee back to the Far East in a panic.

This is their only place to go!

Qin Zichuan did not lead the Tang soldiers to chase them, because in his eyes, no matter they fled to the ends of the world, they would eventually die under the Northern Tang sword.

Those who are bothered by my frontier will be punished even if they are far away!

Even at the end of the world!

"Next, it's your turn!"

Qin Zichuan looked at the remnants of Jiancheng on the Andong city wall and sneered.

Qin Zichuan held the Fangtian Painted Riven and rode his horse and slowly headed towards Andong City.

The Fangtian Painted Rider, with a bloodthirsty light, kept lowering blood downwards, drop after drop, as if it was endless.

Then, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong followed Qin Zichuan one after another and slowly drove towards the gate of Andong City.

"Shih!"

As a heavy muffled sound fell, the Andong city gate slowly opened.

Then, Jiancheng Remnants came out.

The leader is not someone else, but Zhou Lixiong, who took the lead in tying Song Zijian.

He was a general under Guo Feng, and witnessed the birth of Song Zijian's ambition to instigate Guo Feng to surrender to the enemy and stolen the country and establish himself as king.

It also witnessed Guo Feng's murder and Song Zijian's rise to power.

Now, he led the remnants of Jiancheng and tied up Song Zijian, and led the remnants of Jiancheng in the city, and couldn't wait to go out of the city to welcome him.

"Welcome to General Baijia. This person is the extremely evil Song Zijian. I have bound him. Please punish him!"

Zhou Lixiong said and pushed Song Zijian ahead.

"Jiancheng Remnant Guo Feng is my elder brother. When he dies, I will become Jiancheng Remnant. If I die, there will be a new Jiancheng Remnant leader, and you will never kill them!"

Song Zijian said, then raised his head and laughed unrestrainedly.

"If you can't finish killing, you will keep killing!"

As Song Zijian finished speaking, an inexplicable anger surged in Qin Zichuan's heart.

Can't kill it all?

Then keep killing!

Qin Zichuan's roar full of endless murderous intent exploded like a thunder, and instantly exploded above Jiancheng Yuan's head.

If you can't finish killing, you will keep killing!

This murderous roar was constantly echoing in the heart of Jiancheng Remnants.

"General, we are all forced!"

Zhou Lixiong said and knelt at Qin Zichuan's feet.

"General, we are all forced!"

"Previously, Song Zijian encouraged Guo Feng to become king, and their Song family also slaughtered all the Andong Wang family, more than 200 people!"

"All of this was encouraged by Song Zijian, a trash!"

Jiancheng, who was surrounded by evil spirits, knelt on the ground, pointed at Song Zijian and roared.

The extremely fierce look and gritting expression were like Song Zijian and them having a grudge against their father and their wife!

"Forced? Then why don't you resist?"

Qin Zichuan asked in response to the remnants of Jiancheng.

"General, as Han people, how could we become the remnants of Jiancheng? We are really forced to do what we are!"

"Please spare your life, we are all forced!"

"It's all Guo Feng and Song Zijian. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have given up Anton and Far East!"

Jiancheng around him was in danger, and faced with Qin Zichuan's endless murderous intent, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

"The three frontier cities, the soldiers guarding the city swear to never surrender, and all the people in the city were slaughtered. Have they ever said the word "forced"?

"As a Han, why should you be afraid of death?"

"You are guilty of traitoring the enemy and traitoring the country!"

"You have no human nature to massacre your compatriots, and they are two kinds of crimes!"

"Diet to the forefront, you betray your master, and you are the three sins!"

"If you are not loyal and filial, you are not kind and unrighteous, and your crimes should be punished!"

Qin Zichuan said in response to Jiancheng's evil intentions in front of him, suppressing the anger in his heart.

As his words fell, the anger in his heart had already reached its peak, as if he was about to tear his body apart and rushed out of his body.

boom!

As Qin Zichuan finished speaking, the surrounding Jiancheng Remnants fell silent in an instant.

These lines, one by one, no matter that point, they are not worthy of living!

"Haha! You are not alive if you commit sins. You are already like me. You deserve to die for thousands of sins! You deserve to die for thousands of sins!"

Song Zijian was as crazy as if he was yelling loudly and laughing wildly.

However, he was right, these group of cartilages and these group of corrupt bones deserve to die!

"You are not worthy of being a Han person in your life, and you are not worthy of entering the Han territory in your life!"

Qin Zichuan roared hysterically at the remnants of Jiancheng in front of him.

boom!

As his words fell, Jiancheng remnants kneeling at his feet all trembled all over.

His words were like the summons of the god of death, which made Jiancheng Remnants feel the coming of death in an instant.

Those timid, greedy and fearless Jiancheng remnants instantly collapsed on the ground.

The light yellow liquid instantly flowed everywhere.

"You should die! If you don't kill you, you won't help quelling the public's anger! If you don't kill you, you won't be enough to comfort the heroic spirit!"

As Qin Zichuan's roar sounded, Fang Tian's painting halberd was raised up in an instant.

"Puff!"

The roar fell, and Song Zijian's head also fell to the ground.

The blood that ejected out instantly splattered Zhou Lixiong's face.

"General, please spare your life! We are really forced, we are really the Han family. We are compatriots, you must not kill us!"

"Yes, General! We are all Han people and compatriots. We are willing to redeem our merits and demerits, guard the border cities to the death, and be willing to be the general for the frontier!"

The remnants of Jiancheng around him knelt on the ground, roaring tremblingly.

In order to survive, they roared desperately.

"You are not worthy of being Han people!"

"Northern Tang Army, kill me!"

Qin Zichuan could no longer help but feel angry and roared to the sky.

With his order, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who had already been unable to hold back rushed away with the Northern Tang swords in their hands.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

As his hand lifted his sword, Jiancheng fell into a pool of blood one after another.

"General! Give up your life!"

"General White Armor, are you still human? You even kill your own compatriots!"

"General White Armor, even if he is a ghost, I will not let you go!"

The Jiancheng evil spirits roared hysterically in the face of death.
Chapter completed!