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

Chapter 44 General, we don't have to die (please collect)
At this time, Duan Xiaofan was scarred and exhausted.

Even the slightest movement will tear the wound, and there will be a piercing pain.

But he had to stand up.

It's not because this female general in blood armor is hot, he wants to pretend to be B in front of the beauty.

It's that this damn Ash Zhenxiang must die by his hands!
otherwise.

Three thousand tiger and leopard riders, soldiers and people of Yizhou.

Didn't he die in vain?

He wants to personally avenge these loyal souls who died in battle!

"Hahaha~"

Duan Xiaofan rolled his eyes at the extremely arrogant Ash Zhenxiang, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed.

That expression, that laughter, are many times more arrogant than Ash Zhenxiang!
In terms of arrogance, no one can compare to this prodigal son.

"Old bastard, your dog's life can only be mine!"

"Only by cutting off your dog's head with your own hands, and chopping you into mud and feeding it to the dog, can I relieve Lao Tzu's hatred!"

The prodigal son spat blood at Ash Zhenxiang and said arrogantly.

But as soon as these words came out, Ash Zhenxiang couldn't help but tremble all over, and her scalp became numb.

He didn't think the bloody general was bragging about B.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the blood-clothed general had this strength!

Even if he is now at the end of his strength, he cannot be taken lightly!

"Chop him up for me!"

Ash Zhenxiang pointed at the bloody general with a knife and roared.

Since the blood-clothed general is crazy, why should he fight a madman?

At this time, let his men go down to consume the strength of the blood-clothed general, and go grab the head by himself.

This is the most sensible choice!

I have to say that Ash Zhenxiang was really a little timid at this time.

Following his order, the surrounding Turkic cavalry rushed to kill the prodigal son.

And the prodigal son directly and gorgeously ignored the existence of the Turkic cavalry, held up the long spear in his hand, and vowed to kill Ash Zhenxiang to the death!

only,
At this time, the prodigal son was already exhausted, and before he rushed in front of Ash Zhenxiang, he was blocked by two Turkic dogs.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

As the Turkic scimitar fell, two more wounds were added to the prodigal son's body.

At this moment, his body was crumbling.

Like a flat boat in the sea, it may be overturned by wind and waves at any time.

However, the prodigal son still has no intention of giving up.

He desperately resisted the attack of the Turkic cavalry.

The belief that he will never give up is moving.

"Is this blood-clothed general a fool? Or a lunatic?"

Chai Wenrou looked at the bloody back of the blood-clothed general obsessively, and couldn't help but get wet.

Although she couldn't see the blood-clothed general's expression clearly, she knew it in her heart.

The Bloody General is dead!

Not only him, but even those black knights are dying.

What is supporting them?

Let them fight desperately!

Let them fight to the last moment!
"kill!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Chai Wenrou reacted.

With a roar, she brandished her spear and rushed towards Ash Zhenxiang.

She couldn't just watch the bloody general die in front of her eyes.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

While waving the silver gun, several Turkic cavalry died under Chai Wenrou's gun.

She is not a vase, the murderous enemy is clean and neat.

Chai Rourou beheaded several Turkic cavalry in succession, and then rushed in front of Ash Zhenxiang.

Facing Chai Rourou who rushed to kill him, Ash Zhenxiang smiled instead of anger.

"What a handsome female two-legged sheep!"

"The general likes this style!"

I saw that his eyes exuded animal desire, he licked his tongue, and shouted with a ferocious face.

He swallowed hard, waved the scimitar in his hand impatiently, and rushed up.

He fixed his eyes on Chai Wenrou's turbulent upper body, and the "big knife" in his pants was not only hungry and thirsty.

Shi Geng is even more shameful.

At this time, Duan Xiaofan's body was crumbling.

As if he could fall off the horse at any moment.

But when he saw that the Turkic army had been defeated, he laughed happily.

Although Ash Zhenxiang led [-] cavalry to attack Yizhou.

But by this point in the battle, more than half had already been lost.

Not only that, but the remaining [-] troops were also scarred.

More importantly, their aura has long been killed by the prodigal son.

At this time, the ten thousand Youzhou soldiers brought by Chai Rourou were like tigers descending the mountain.

The Turkic cavalry who were killed directly were defeated.

Looking at the Turkic cavalry being slaughtered, the prodigal son looked up to the sky and laughed miserably.

But he smiled and laughed, but the sky began to rain lightly.

The raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, as if they want to wash the blood all over the ground.

At this time, a Turkic cavalry rushed towards the prodigal son.

But at this time, the prodigal son had already lost his strength, so he could only watch helplessly as he raised the scimitar.

Then I saw the scimitar cut towards my own brain...

Although the bloody scimitar was getting closer, the prodigal son still smiled so arrogantly!
And at this critical moment, a blood shadow flashed past.

"die!"

Hearing a roar, the scimitar that was about to fall stopped.

"Pfft!"

With the sound of skin being torn apart, the scimitar on the prodigal son's head also fell to the ground.

The visitor was none other than Xiahou Dun.

With all his strength, he beheaded the Turkic cavalry with one blow, saving the prodigal son's life again.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, exhausted, he fell from his horse.

The raindrops fell on his body, and a pool of blood slowly pooled on his body.

"General... we... don't seem to need to die..."

Xiahou Dun lay on the ground and said weakly.

Yes, they don't have to die.

Because they survived.

"Crash!"

"Pfft!"

"Ah! Run!"

The sound of rain, the sound of fighting, intertwined.

Just a moment later, the sound of fighting was completely drowned out by the sound of rain.

As the rain became heavier and heavier, the battle came to an end.

Chai Wenrou led an army of [-] to arrive, and dealt a fatal blow to the Turkic cavalry.

At this moment, the Turkic cavalry was defeated and could only be massacred.

Ash Zhenxiang suddenly realized that she was not the match of this hot female general...

At the beginning, he was fighting Chai Rourou with a playful mood.

He wanted to have fun with this hot female general, and after the blood-clothed general was killed, he would put the blood-armored female general under his body.

Show off the glory of the Turkic warriors!
But as the battle continued, not only was the bloody general not killed, but his own Turkic army was completely defeated.

What's even more exasperating is that the moves of this blood-armored female general are becoming more and more ruthless and tricky.

As a Turkic warrior, I couldn't stand it anymore.

This, Mother Tete is aggrieved!
Damn wooden two-legged sheep, I want to strip you of your clothes so that you can see how powerful my Turkic warrior is!
Ash Zhenxiang took a hard look at Chai Rourou's chest, and secretly made up her mind.

But in the next second, the bird in his pants completely softened...

(End of this chapter)