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Chapter 176 The end of the strong bow, life hangs by a thread(1/2)

As the battle continued, the corpses in the Far East City were piled up layer by layer.

The slowly flowing blood even flowed out along the city gate.

The strong smell of blood, accompanied by the bitter cold wind and the sound of killing sounds, drifted away.

At this time, the Far East City really turned into a hell on earth.

Qin Zichuan rushed into the Turkic army with a Fang Tian Painted Gaul.

He kept waving the Fang Tian Painted Spear in his hand, and kept killing the Turkic Iron Cavalry in the drizzling blood rain.

The corpses around him were piled up layer after layer, like a wall, trapping him tightly in the middle.

He looked back suddenly and saw that he was surrounded by black Turkic Iron Cavalry.

He was surrounded.

"Northern Tang Army, kill!"

As his roar fell, Fang Tian's painting halberd instantly cut through the chests of several Turkic iron cavalry around him.

The blood that splattered in his face even more.

At this time, he had already become a bloody man.

The blood that still had warmth slowly dripped down his already ragged armor.

The red rabbit horse he sat down turned into a bloody horse.

Except for the two eyes that were black, the rest were stained red with blood.

At this time, the white horse Yizong also fell off his horse and died one after another.

From Pingzhou to Andong, they followed Qin Zichuan and chased and killed them all the way.

From Anton to the Far East, they killed more than 10,000 Turkic cavalry along the way.

Now trapped in the Far East, they are already at the end of the strong bow.

"Northern Tang Army, charge!"

"Go and meet with the general!"

"Northern Tang Army, kill and kill!"

The white horses were roaring with their eyes wide open.

Every time the Northern Tang sword in his hand is swung, it will take away the life of a Turkic Iron Cavalry.

Faced with these white horse Yicong who were ready to die, Yang Shuang couldn't help but feel trembling in her heart.

She never expected that these Northern Tang troops would be so fierce.

"They can't hold on anymore, kill them all!"

Yang Shuang reached out and touched the blood on her face, shouting at the Eagle Gangs around her.

"The leader of the gang has orders, kill them all!"

"Kill them all, kill the King of Northern Tang, and avenge the dead brothers!"

The big man in black around him roared and continued to fight with Bai Ma Yicong.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Two exhausted white horse Yicong were killed one after another.

Until the last moment of their death, they did not forget to murmur their oath: "Northern Tang Army, kill!"

"The Northern Tang army killed!"

A surrounded white horse Yicong roared while killing the man in black on the opposite side.

Then, a big man in black slashed his head with a knife.

"Click!"

The sharp scimitar was actually stuck by his neck.

"The bones of my Han family are always harder than your Turkish scimitars."

The white horse Yicong, while roaring, rushed towards the arms of the man in black opposite.

The Northern Tang sword in his hand stabbed into the abdomen of the black-clad man.

"Northern Tang Army, kill!"

As his words fell, a stream of hot blood instantly ejaculated along his neck.

Faced with this scene, Yang Shuang and the man in black around her were stunned in an instant.

Their hearts were filled with deep shock!

Since the battle has been underway, the shock these hundreds of white horses have already surpassed their understanding of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

Is this still a soldier from the Tang Dynasty?

no!

They are not humans, they are demons from hell!

This thought kept wandering in everyone's hearts.

At this time, hundreds of white horses had fought to the point where less than a hundred people.

More than half of the hundreds of black-clothed men led by Yang Shuang have died or injured, and now there are less than 200 people alive.

Let’s look at the Turkic Iron Cavalry again. There are less than 20,000, and nearly thousands of people have been killed or injured.

The corpses all over the ground and the blood all over the ground were filled with endless desolation.

"Northern Tang Army, kill!"

Qin Zichuan roared hysterically, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand cut off the head of a Turkic Iron Cavalry.

Then, a sharp scimitar fell down his shoulders.

With the piercing pain, his body couldn't help but sway and almost fell off his horse.

"Go to die!"

Qin Zichuan roared with a ferocious face, and Fang Tian's painting halberd pierced his body.

The powerful inertia directly pierced his body and nailed him to the earth.

Qin Zichuan held the Fang Tian Huaji tightly in his hand, his body bent and his big mouth was wearing thick clothes.

At this time, he was exhausted.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Immediately afterwards, two sharp Turkic scimitars fell on his back one after another. The sound of skin and flesh blooming came into his ears, making Qin Zichuan smile bitterly.

"Go to die!"

He suddenly stopped his waist, pulled the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand out of the corpse, turned around and swept out.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

As two blood spurted out, Fang Tian Hua Ji took away the heads of two Turkic Iron Cavalry.

"Run out quickly and meet with the general!"

"Northern Tang Army, kill and kill!"

"Protect the general and fight out!"

The only seventy or eighty white horses left were roaring loudly while killing Qin Zichuan.

While they killed the Turkic cavalry in front of them, they wanted to stop the rush of the black-clad man behind them. Now they could no longer hold on.

They want to join the White Armor General. If they don’t fight like this, everyone will be buried here.

Only by joining each other may you still rush out and get a glimmer of hope for the general!

Jie Li Khan in the distance looked at the scene in front of him, and his face was filled with excitement!

"Kill them quickly!"

"The White Armor General can't hold on anymore, kill them for me!"

Jie Li Khan suppressed the excitement in his heart and roared loudly.

If it weren't for Qin Zichuan's left arm cutting off, he would have already rushed into the battlefield at this time.

Only by personally killing the White Armored General can he eliminate the endless hatred in his heart.

"The White Armor General is almost out of reach, kill him!"
To be continued...
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