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Chapter 20 The living collect the dead for the dead(2/2)

But these people have to die with them!

"Slaughter all the Turks and die in the battlefield!"

Qin Zichuan said, then rode his horse out of the city gate.

Three thousand white horses, plus more than one thousand strong men in Dingzhou, less than five thousand horses.

Now they want to fight against the Turkic army of 50,000.

It’s not that Qin Zichuan doesn’t want to guard the city gate, but that these three thousand white horses are righteous. Only by charging can they exert their true strength!

"Kill! Slaughter all the Turkic fragments!"

Qin Zichuan shouted, and activated his magic skills.

With the support of skills, Baima Yi immediately replenished 3,000 people.

More importantly, the three thousand white horses' power instantly increased from its combat effectiveness.

Even Qin Zichuan felt that his combat effectiveness had been significantly improved.

He led three thousand white horses and immediately fought with the 50,000 Turkish army.

"Kill! Slaughter all the Turkic fragments!"

"Sacrifice your life and die on the battlefield!"

The shouts of the men of Dingzhou who were ready to die were so desolate and so tragic!

"boom!"

Qin Zichuan led three thousand white horses and Yicheng and instantly collided with 50,000 Turkic cavalry.

Suddenly, people were overturned and flesh flew everywhere.

With the blessing of skills, the Three Thousand White Horses Yicong was like a meat grinder, constantly harvesting the lives of Turkic dogs.

Zhang Deyun and the others were stunned.

Three Thousand White Horses, their strength is so amazing!

In the yellow sand all over the sky, they saw Qin Zichuan killing into the center of the Turkic army alone.

Shocked!

A deep shock arose in everyone's hearts.

"kill!"

"Fight with these gangsters!"

"Sacrifice your life and die on the battlefield!"

The men of Dingzhou shouted and fought desperately.

They put their life and death aside, just seeking to die on the battlefield and sacrifice their lives for their country!

Death in the battlefield is their best destination!

It is their greatest honor to sacrifice his country for his life!

Qin Zichuan's white armor had long been stained with blood.

He kept waving the Fang Tian Painted Spear and harvesting the Turkic life.

He rushed to the front with one horse, and the three thousand white horses were split from both sides, like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the Turkic army.

"kill!"

"Slaughter all the Turkic fragments!"

"Diet to the battlefield and die for the country!"
Chapter completed!
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