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

Chapter 19 This B outfit is a bit big (for collection)
The Turks call themselves warriors from the steppes.

But in the eyes of the prodigal son, it was just a piece of shit.

Faced with this kind of humiliation, how could the leading Turkic barbarians bear it?

He immediately roared, and slashed at Duan Xiaofan with his knife.

Only blood can calm the anger in his heart!

But what he never expected was that the knife that he had exhausted with all his strength actually cut through the air.

And just when he was slightly taken aback, he saw the light of the knife flash.

"Bastard, let me die!"

Duan Xiaofan roared angrily, and slashed at the Turkic leader's neck with one blow.

"Pfft!"

As the blood soared, a hideous human head soared into the air.

Before the head fell, Duan Xiaofan kicked up.

"Boom!"

The head of the Turkic leader was kicked away and hit the wall next to him hard.

The human head exploded immediately like a watermelon.

Seeing this extremely bloody and violent scene, the remaining Turkic barbarians were shocked immediately.

The leader is dead?

Not only was his head chopped off, but he was turned into a puddle of meat...

An unprecedented fear suddenly surged in their hearts.

The Turkic barbarians were completely dumbfounded.

But the dog legs were not interested in staying with them in a daze, and they just hacked at the rest of the Turkic barbarians.

"Turkic warriors, they are simply a bunch of Turkic trash!"

"Chop up their trash and feed it to the dogs!"

"Kill these bastards!"

The dog legs seemed to be crazy, cursing and slashing wildly at the same time.

After a while, the Turkic team was all slaughtered by the dog legs.

"I am a Han Chinese!"

Duan Xiaofan casually inserted the scimitar in his hand into the chest of a Turkic barbarian, smoothed out his somewhat messy hairstyle and said.

"I am a Han Chinese!"

The dog legs and the Hengzhou soldiers raised their arms and shouted together.

Shout, straight into the sky!

The scholars above Xingtai were all deeply shocked by the scene before them.

Even though they all read poetry and books, they couldn't say a word at the moment.

No matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is, they can't express their mood at the moment!
They stared at the bloody Duan Xiaofan obsessively, their eyes turned red in an instant.

Then everyone burst into tears!

"Win? We won?"

A scholar murmured with dull eyes.

He wiped his eyes fiercely with his hands, knelt on the ground and began to cry.

The Han compatriots are here.

They won!

Hengzhou has been taken back from the Turkic barbarians!
"Thank you General!"

Those scholars who survived on the execution platform knelt on the ground and shouted at Duan Xiaofan tearfully.

The people who were hiding in the city also came out one after another at this time.

When they saw Duan Xiaofan covered in blood and the messy corpses around him, they immediately understood everything.

"Thank you General!"

The people knelt down one after another and shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

The shouts were deafening and spread throughout the entire city of Hengzhou.

General?

Hearing this title, Duan Xiaofan couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

After being called a prodigal son for so many years, he suddenly changed his name, which made him feel a little awkward.

But I like this title!

"As long as I am here, anyone who violates my frontier will be killed without mercy!"

Duan Xiaofan immediately raised his chest and said in an extremely domineering manner.

The prodigal son is gone!
Jieli Khan led a hundred thousand cavalry to the south, can you stop it with just you, a prodigal son and a dozen dog legs?

The prodigal son is too lazy to think about these things, let's pretend the B in front of him first!

As soon as his words fell, everyone was overjoyed.

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

The people of Hengzhou kneeled and kowtowed, while shouting gratefully.

The prodigal son raised his head slightly, looking up at the night sky at 45 degrees.

Facing the bloody night wind, his face was full of intoxication!
The dog legs stood aside, all of them grinning from ear to ear.

See, this is our little father-in-law!
We are the young master's lackeys, his confidantes!

At this moment, not only the prodigal son is gone.

Even the dog legs are starting to float!
They are a group of people who have been looked down upon since childhood and treated as street rats.

But at this moment, he has become a great hero in the hearts of the people of Hengzhou.

They have proud capital!

"The Turkic dogs have not been killed, you still need to work hard!"

"Follow this general and kill the Turkic dog back to its mother's womb!"

Duan Xiaofan turned and left after speaking.

"Kill these Turkic bastards back to their mother's womb!"

"Chop up these bastards and go back to Chang'an to feed the dogs!"

The dog legs swore and swaggered past the common people.

At this moment, the never-before-seen vanity made the dog legs forget their physical exhaustion.

The prodigal son led the dogs, and those soldiers, strolled around the city in a pretentious manner.

At this time, there are no Turkic barbarians in the city.

When Duan Xiaofan beheaded the Turkic leader with one blow, and the common people knelt down and shouted, the scattered Turkic barbarians in the city fled in fright.

They thought that Datang's reinforcements had arrived, and one was running faster than the other!

Standing on the city wall, the prodigal son looked at the blood-stained city wall and the corpses in the city, and couldn't help feeling desolate in his heart.

The entire city of Hengzhou seemed to be still echoing with the shouts of the generals defending the city: "I am a Han, I would rather die than surrender!"

It also seems to be echoing the singing of the old master and the scholar: "Does it mean no clothes? The same robe as the son!"

Endless tragedy filled the entire Hengzhou City.

The goons and the people of Hengzhou collected the corpses of their compatriots in the city.

Duan Xiaofan who became quiet looked at the blood-stained starry sky, and heaved a long sigh.

Recalling what he said before, he realized that he pretended to be big...

According to the memory of his previous life, the Turkic barbarians were playing for real this time, and they didn't come to the border of the Tang Dynasty to fight the autumn breeze.

Jieli Khan, an old bastard, led a hundred thousand Turkic cavalry!
Thinking of the bullshit I boasted in front of the people of Hengzhou: With this general here, anyone who violates our frontiers will be killed without mercy!

This girl is slapping her face!

Don't traversers always slap other people in the face?

How can you be slapped in the face?
I must never embarrass the traversers!
Thinking of this, Duan Xiaofan quickly entered the system in his mind.

"Congratulations to the master for killing the Turkic barbarian, the positive energy value is +100."

"Congratulations to the master for killing the Turkic barbarian, the positive energy value is +100."

"..."

As soon as he entered the system, there was a system beep.

Seeing the soaring positive energy value, he almost jumped up in displeasure!
lottery!

What I need most now is positive energy!
Smash it to death!

With energy value, I am so willful and naughty!

"Congratulations on winning three thousand tiger and leopard riders!"

As the system's voice fell, the prodigal son was dumbfounded on the spot.

I have thousands of positive energy points, but I can only draw it once?
When he saw that the next lottery draw required [-] positive energy points, [-] muddy horses galloped past him.

(End of this chapter)