Datang: My God of War identity was exposed by the princess

Chapter 17 I am a Han Chinese, I will not surrender even if I die

Chapter 17 I am a Han Chinese, I will not surrender even if I die (for collection)
The dog legs are not vegetarians, according to this group of Turkic barbarians, it is a burst of violence.

The screams of "Aoao" are endless.

After a while, this group of Turkic barbarians, whose balls were smashed all over the ground, completely turned into dead people.

Regarding the performance of the dogs, the prodigal son nodded in satisfaction.

He originally thought that the dog legs would not be able to adapt to this extremely bloody scene.

But the dog legs not only didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but became even more arrogant.

"You bastards who don't have long eyes, hurry up and untie the soldiers!"

Duan Xiaofan saw the dogs punching and kicking the corpse, he couldn't help reprimanding him angrily.

The dog legs quickly untied the captured soldiers.

"General!"

"General!"

All the soldiers knelt in front of Xu Ziyu, weeping loudly.

At this moment, Xu Ziyu's body was already completely cold.

His bloodshot eyes were tightly open, staring wide open.

He is dying!
"Thank you General for saving your life."

"Thank you General for saving your life!"

All the soldiers closed their eyes for Xu Ziyu, turned around and knelt at the feet of the prodigal son.

Facing the grateful gazes and adoring expressions of all the soldiers, the prodigal son was a little flustered.

"It's just a small effort, it's nothing to worry about!"

"Wait until I slaughter all the Turkic barbarians, thank you!"

The prodigal son said with pride.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the soldiers could not help but dim.

Jieli Khan led [-] cavalry to the south, threatening to stain the Central Plains with blood.

At this time, the frontier cities were already raging with war.

Hengzhou is not the only city that has been breached?
How easy is it to slaughter all the Turkic barbarians?
"What? Are you scared?"

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Duan Xiaofan suddenly flew into a rage.

In this situation, you should flatter me hard!

Your sister, flattering and fucking don't want money?
"I am a Han Chinese, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Even if you die, you have to die on the way to charge, not wait to die!"

I saw the prodigal son spitting and flying, and said with pride.

As the words fell, not only the blood of the soldiers was boiling, but even the blood of the dog legs was awakened.

They stared at Duan Xiaofan obsessively, their eyes were full of fanatical admiration, and their faces were full of pride and pride.

Did you see that, this is the young master of our Duke Fan's mansion!
Facing the crimson eyes of all the soldiers, the prodigal son began to worship himself in his heart.

Why is Lao Tzu so powerful?
He is completely gone!
"Are you willing to fight?"

The prodigal son continued to speak in a deep voice.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

All the soldiers struggled to get up, gritted their teeth and roared.

"Then start from Hengzhou and massacre the Turkic barbarians!"

As Duan Xiaofan said, he bent over and picked up a Turkic scimitar on the ground.

When he held the scimitar in his hand, he began to regret it.

There are no weapons at hand, and there are no war horses.

If you encounter a large number of Turkic barbarians, you will be trampled into a pulp by the opponent's war horses before you start fighting.

This B pretends to be big!
There is no way, the path I choose, even if I kneel, I have to finish it.

The prodigal son began to go farther and farther on the road of pretending to be B.

The goons and all the soldiers picked up their weapons one after another, followed behind the prodigal son, and left this place.

The prodigal son led the crowd to look for the Turkic barbarians in the city of Hengzhou.

When encountering the Turkic team, they rushed up without hesitation and started a gang fight.

As they wiped out two Turkic teams one after another, not only the prodigal sons, but even the dog legs began to drift away.

What kind of shit Turkic cavalry, they are simply a bunch of trash!
I don't know why they easily wiped out the Turkic team.

It's because these wandering Turkic barbarians are drunk and looking for their 'prey'.

If they were riding war horses, a single charge could kill the dog legs and this group of soldiers in pieces.

At this time, Hengzhou is on the execution platform.

Fifty or sixty Hengzhou citizens were bound and driven up.

"Damn two-legged sheep, dare to block the iron cavalry of our Turkic warriors!"

"Get off the ground!"

"Kill them all, massacre the city!"

While cursing, the Turkic barbarians waved their scimitars and drove them away.

Among this group of people, there are not only old people, but also young people.

It is said that a person who is useless is a scholar.

But when the city of Hengzhou was destroyed, they did not escape.

They shouted "Zhe Ye" one by one, claiming to live and die with Hengzhou!

At this moment, they were rushed to the execution platform.

What awaits them is not poetry and songs, but massacres.

However, their expressions are still proud.

They all held their heads high, facing the scimitars of the Turkic barbarians without the slightest fear.

"Where are the Han Chinese!"

And right now.

Among the crowd, a white-haired old man came to the front.

He is the oldest master in Hengzhou.

Behind him are his disciples and grandchildren.

"Why don't you say no clothes? The same robes as your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear. I share the same hatred with my son!"

"Why don't you say that you have no clothes? You are in the same pool with your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear and halberd. Work together with your son!"

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? I have the same clothes as my son. Wang Yuxing's division, repair my armor and soldiers. Walk with my son!"

The scholars behind the old master began to sing.

Singing one after another, resounding through the sky.

This is not only the first poem in the Book of Songs, but also a battle song of passion, generosity and common hatred!

These helpless scholars can only express their arrogance in this way!
The Han people are not cowards.

Even a scholar has a strong character!
Hearing the singing of his disciples and grandchildren, the old master at the front couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he is proud!
Teachers, teach and educate people, teach karma and solve doubts.

What is imparted is not only knowledge, but also the principles of life, and the pride of the ancestors of the Han family!

Obviously, the old master did it.

None of his apprentices and grandchildren are cowards!
They live worthy of heaven and earth, and die worthy of their ancestors!
This group of scholars knew they were going to die, but they didn't have the slightest fear.

There is only pride and glory.

Because they are Han Chinese!
"The two-legged sheep who don't know how to live or die, a bunch of bastards!"

"Is this group of Han people crazy? They are still chattering when they are about to die."

"Warriors, prepare to slaughter!"

Facing this group of singing scholars, the faces of the Turkic barbarians were full of contempt and ridicule.

These barbarians naturally couldn't understand the song "Qin Feng".

They couldn't wait to start the massacre.

"Hahaha!"

The old master looked up to the sky and laughed.

The gray beard flutters in the wind, which has the air of a fairy.

"Master, why are you laughing?"

The scholar behind asked puzzledly.

"This old man laughs at the foolishness of these fools!"

"They thought the machete could decapitate us and make us submit."

"I don't know, the pride of our Han people can't be cut!"

"I am a Han Chinese, I would rather die than surrender!"

The old master laughed passionately and generously.

The scholar behind him also laughed when he heard this.

The laughter full of contempt and sarcasm, like invisible mouths, slammed into the faces of this group of Turkic barbarians.

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