Listening to the shouts of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, the elderly, weak, women and children couldn't help but tremble all over.

But when they saw that the soldiers were covered in blood and covered in scars.

The joy on their faces was instantly replaced by sadness.

"Child, run away."

An elderly grandma waving her hands and shouted hoarsely.

But before she could finish her speech, the soldiers of Youzhou fought with the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

Where are these scarred soldiers opponents of these Turkic Iron Cavalry?

In the blink of an eye, those who die will die, and those who are captured will be captured.

"Good kids, you are all good kids."

The elderly grandma stretched out her trembling hands and carefully helped a young soldier cover her wound, saying in tears.

"Grandma, don't be afraid, the bones of our Han people are harder than their swords!"

The young Youzhou soldier covered the bloody hole in his stomach and said weakly.

Although his voice was not loud, it was heard into the hearts of every Youzhou soldier.

"Look at them for me, don't affect my Ashi Yunying's enjoyment of this delicate two-legged sheep!"

The Turkic barbarian who was interrupted just now shouted in great angrily.

Facing the young lady with fair skin and beautiful appearance, he was already hungry and thirsty.

"It's better to cooperate with me well, otherwise I'll let you die together."

Ashi Yunying roared with a hideous face.

Then, he threw the scimitar in his hand and couldn't wait to pounce on it.

"ah!"

As the woman's scream sounded, Ashi Yunying tore the woman's clothes apart with a "cry".

"A dog who is worse than a beast, you have the ability to come to someone!"

The captured Youzhou soldiers stared at each other and roared hysterically.

In front of the child, the barbarian suddenly wanted to do something that was harmful to the world. It was simply worse than a beast!

"The Turkic miscellaneous bitch raised by the bitch, I'll fuck your grandma!"

As a roar sounded, a blood-covered soldier pushed away the Turkic barbarian in front of him and rushed towards Ashi Yunying.

He is the deputy general of the Great Governor of Youzhou Chai Shao, Zhao Erhu.

"Bang!"

He directly pounced on the food with a hungry wolf and threw Ashi Yunying aside.

"Die for someone, I will remember the most in the next life!"

Zhao Erhu roared while waving his fists and smashed Ashi Yunying's head hard.

But this Shi Yunying was not a vegetarian. She was punched by him and suddenly turned over and pressed Zhao Erhu under her.

"Damn two-legged sheep!

His good things were interrupted one after another, and Ashi Yunying, who was in the brain, was about to go crazy.

He waved his fists and beat Zhao Erhu up.

After a while, Zhao Erhu was bloody.

"warrior!"

"warrior!"

"warrior!"

The Turkic barbarians around him did not mean to go up to help, but kept waving the scimitar in their hands and shouting loudly.

Seeing Zhao Erhu being beaten up, the captured Youzhou soldiers couldn't help but clenched their fists, staring at each other, wishing they could rush up to fight with these beasts now.

But they were all scarred and had no combat power.

He could only watch Zhao Erhu being beaten by the Turkic barbarians.

"Damn two-legged sheep, go to die!"

As if he was crazy, Ashi Yunying pinched Zhao Erhu's neck with both hands, trying to break his neck.

The cheers of the Turkic barbarians around him were getting louder and louder, but the hearts of the Youzhou soldiers were all stolen.

The captured Youzhou people burst into tears.

And just like this life-and-death plan, Zhao Erhu grabbed Ashi Yunying's wrist tightly, turned over and pressed him under him.

But he no longer had the strength to lift his arm.

But the exhausted Zhao Erhu did not intend to let the beast go. He opened his mouth and bit Ashi Yunying's neck hard.

"ah!"

As Ashi Yunying screamed in extreme pain, Zhao Erhu directly tore off a piece of meat from his neck.

Blood burst out instantly!

The exhausted Zhao Erhu was immediately overthrown by Ashi Yunying.

He was bitten by Zhao Erhu, and he knelt on the ground with his neck, roaring and struggling.

Looking at his extremely ferocious face, Zhao Erhu showed an extremely happy smile.

I saw him smiling, watching, and chewing slowly.

He used all his strength to eat the Turkic meat!

Although it smells very bad, it tastes very sluggish!

That look of death.

That hideous face.

The mouth that was bleeding as the teeth chewed...

Facing the scene in front of me, even the Turkic barbarians who were murderous, they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs!

He is not a human.

He is the devil from hell!

"Bang!"

As Ashi Yunying's body fell to the ground, the surroundings became quiet in an instant.

The Turkic barbarians around him also reacted.

"You actually dare to kill me Turkic warriors! Are you really not afraid of death?"

A Turkic barbarian who was close to Ashi Yunying rushed to Zhao Erhu, stepped on his chest hard, and asked with a ferocious face.

"As a man from the Han family, how can you be afraid of you cats and dogs?"

Zhao Erhu endured the severe pain of the broken ribs and said with a ferocious face.

Although the piercing pain made him worse than death, his pride as a man made him raise his head!

He continued to chew the meat in his mouth.

Although her face gradually twisted due to severe pain, it was full of pride!

The pride of being a man from the Han family!

"Damn two-legged sheep, I'm going to chop you into meat paste!"

Facing Zhao Erhu's contemptuous eyes and arrogant expression, the Turkic barbarian was about to go crazy.

He really couldn't figure it out, are these two-legged sheep really not afraid of death?

Aren’t they afraid of death!!!

"Puff!"

The Turkic barbarian, who was angry and embarrassed, stabbed him hard into Zhao Erhu's body with one knife.

"Miscellaneous, remember that the bones of our Han people are always harder than your scimitar!"

Zhao Erhu resisted the urge to vomit blood, and used the last bit of strength in his body to swallow the flesh and blood in his mouth.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The Turkic barbarians were like crazy, constantly waving the scimitar in their hands.

After a while, Zhao Erhu's body was covered in blood.

Although the Turkic barbarians cut off Zhao Erhu's flesh, they failed to cut off his pride!

Seeing this scene in front of you, the captured Youzhou soldiers burst into tears instantly.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

"The bones of our Han family are always harder than your sword!"

All the scarred Youzhou soldiers snuggled up to each other and roared hysterically.

The pride of the Han family, with their voices, penetrated into the sky and magnified the mountains and rivers!
Chapter completed!