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

Chapter 37 The Battle of the Trapped Beast (for collection)

Duan Xiaofan stared at Goudan's corpse obsessively, his mind was blank.

Even the system's notification tone was ignored by him.

A 16-year-old boy wants to marry a wife to live a normal life.

Is it that difficult?
Does God have eyes?

What does the dog emperor eat?
Endless anger surged in the prodigal son's heart.

And at this moment, a passing Turkic cavalry raised his hand with a knife.

"Pfft!"

With the sound of flesh and blood ripping apart, Goudan's head rolled and fell to nowhere.

This is real slaughter!

Not even a single corpse was left behind!

boom!
Looking at Goudan's headless corpse, the anger in the prodigal son's heart gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

The blood in his whole body began to flow rapidly.

A violent and restless force spread throughout his body.

His eyes began to turn red, and the thick hostility spread even more.

The long hair covered in blood was even more windless.

"die!"

Hearing the roar of the prodigal son, the spear in his hand swept out.

The Turkic cavalry around him turned their backs in an instant.

At this time, the three thousand tiger and leopard riders were less than one thousand.

At this moment, the system automatically activated the divine skill Heavenly Demon Flurry.

The prodigal son was completely demonized.

He went berserk.

His eyes were blood red.

There is only one word in his mind - kill!

"die!"

"die!"

A deafening roar came from the prodigal son's mouth.

He seemed to be crazy, constantly beheading the Turkic cavalry around him.

The prodigal son who entered the berserk state, like a god of killing from hell, kept killing the Turkic cavalry.

He stepped on headless corpses and slaughtered frantically.

Wherever the spear went, there were heads flying.

"Ah! Help!"

"He's not human, he's not human!"

"Damn it, run!"

"General, help..."

The Turkic cavalry could no longer restrain the fear in their hearts, and roared crazily.

It seems that only in this way can the fear in their hearts be reduced.

But the Turkic cavalry came like a tide.

Those Turkic iron cavalry closest to the prodigal son have no chance of escape.

Their heads were taken away by the prodigal son and turned into headless corpses.

The prodigal son is crazy.

Following his frenzied slaughter, a cloud of blood fog gathered above his head.

Terrifying.

"kill!"

The remaining one thousand tiger and leopard riders also went crazy.

They all had red eyes, closely following behind the prodigal son, slaughtering crazily.

Old One Arm, Governor Ma Yulin and others also went crazy.

They don't want to live, they just want to take a Turkic offal to their backs.

To die on the battlefield is their greatest glory in this life!

Under the infection of the prodigal son, all the Han people went crazy.

They charged frantically and slaughtered.

That indomitable momentum, that determination to never retreat, made the Turkic cavalry completely dumbfounded.

but……

Ash Zhenxiang who was not far away showed an evil smile when she saw this scene.

"It's just a group of two-legged sheep, you must die!"

Ash Zhenxiang sneered and murmured.

He didn't take prodigal sons and tiger and leopard riders seriously at all.

Because he has 4000 cavalry, why be afraid of their [-] people?

And as for those Turkic cavalry who died tragically, he didn't care even more.

He led [-] cavalry to attack Yizhou, so why not kill [-] or [-]?
Even if all the [-] troops died, he didn't care.

He only cares about the life and death of these Han people.

The Bloody General must die!

But when he saw that the Turkic cavalry began to be afraid, and the innermost cavalry even wanted to charge outward.

He was completely angry.

I saw him urging his horse to rush towards the periphery of the army.

"Those who retreat, die!"

With a sharp roar, a human head fell to the ground.

"No one is allowed to retreat, compress their living space, and slaughter all these two-legged sheep!"

Ash Zhenxiang shook off the blood on her scimitar, and roared with a ferocious face.

"kill!"

"The general has an order, those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

The Turkic cavalry charged again.

Ash Zhenxiang used the blood of her subordinates to completely stabilize the morale of the army.

In order to survive, the Turkic army had to charge again and face the blood-clothed general again.

I have to say, Ash Zhenxiang is ruthless enough!
As the saying goes, kindness does not lead soldiers.

Ash Zhenxiang did nothing wrong...

In his eyes, the prodigal son and others are just fighting a trapped beast.

Even if this group of two-legged sheep went crazy and their combat power soared, the Turkic warriors who were killed were in a panic.

But so what?

That's all they have, and death is just a matter of time.

But after a stick of incense, fine beads of sweat began to emerge from Ash Zhenxiang's forehead.

His face was even paler.

Because he discovered that this group of damned Han people hadn't been killed yet.

Especially the blood-clothed general, not only did not feel tired at all, but became more courageous as he killed more and more.

Around him, corpses piled up like mountains.

Those are the corpses of Turkic warriors!

"General..."

The confidant next to Ash Zhenxiang couldn't help looking at him and said hesitantly.

"Continue to siege!"

Ash Zhenxiang stared at the battle situation, and roared in a cold voice.

After two sticks of incense...

The prodigal son is still slaughtering non-stop.

Only he jumped over the pile of corpses around him.

Facing the frantic siege of the Turkic cavalry, he even launched a countercharge.

Seeing this scene, Ash Zhenxiang couldn't help being shocked.

"Continue to siege, those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

Ash Zhenxiang tightly clenched the scimitar in her hand, as if she was about to kill someone at any moment.

It's just that his hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Three sticks of incense have passed...

The prodigal son is still slaughtering the Turkic cavalry.

And behind him, there are piles of headless corpses...

Ash Zhenxiang's breathing began to become rapid, and her body trembled accordingly.

Is this bloody general still human?
Could it be that he is hardened?
What the hell!
At this moment, a trace of fear and uneasiness began to well up in his heart.

then……

"Pfft!"

A sharp Turkic scimitar swiped across the prodigal son's arm.

Seeing this scene, Ash Zhenxiang couldn't help being overjoyed.

Even if this blood-clothed general can fight again, he is still human!
As long as he is human, he will be tired, and he will die!
"The general in blood can't hold on any longer! Let me kill him and cut off his head!"

Ash Zhenxiang, who was overjoyed, shouted crazily.

however……

When his peripheral vision swept across the gate of Yizhou City, the ecstasy on his face froze instantly.

"Is this damn two-legged sheep crazy?"

He couldn't help turning pale, and murmured alone.

At the gate of Yizhou City, a group of old men with gray hair and stooped bodies came out slowly.

They are the people of Yizhou!

Headed by Mrs. Governor and Old Master Yizhou.

They smiled and walked out of the city gate.

(End of this chapter)