As Liu Yuansheng's voice fell.
Powerful Heroic Soul Power, which came from nowhere, entered the bodies of the soldiers one by one.
Only those who were unafraid of death could inherit the heroic soul.
However, none of the hundreds of people present had failed!
The power of the Heroic Soul entered his body, and in an instant, his entire body became completely different.
Although the power of a Heroic Soul could not be 100% unleashed and only a portion of it was used, it still far exceeded the power of these ordinary soldiers.
Everyone felt a mysterious and sudden change in their bodies.
His blood was boiling, and his anger was burning.
When the Heroic Souls of the past generations witnessed this scene, they were completely enraged.
Their faces were all unfamiliar!
Liu Yuansheng had no idea who the descending Heroic Souls were.
However, he knew that this was the soul of China, the soul of Yan Huang.
With so many heroic souls, even if the Turks had two hundred thousand elite cavalry, what was there to fear?
A murderous aura filled the air.
Even though their armor was tattered and they had countless wounds, the expressions on their faces and the eyes in their eyes were firm, bright, and indomitable.
Majestic!
It was better than any elite army.
They stood quietly together, waiting for Liu Yuan Sheng's orders.
"Then let's set off!"
Li Yuansheng's words were very simple.
These people were the most outstanding heroic souls of the past dynasties. They did not need any mobilization or encouragement.
The setting sun in the sky was like blood.
"Kill them!"
A group of Turkic soldiers charged over.
These Turkic soldiers were all riding tall warhorses and wearing heavy armor.
Li Yuansheng led his troops to meet the fierce Turkic cavalry.
Behind him, many people did not even have horses and could only walk.
However, the battle soon showed signs of being one-sided.
The combat ability of Heroic Souls far surpassed that of ordinary soldiers.
After a round of fighting, the Turkic horses became the mounts of the Heroic Souls, and even their armor and weapons were taken.
No swords, no arrows, the enemy made them for us.
This was not without a price. Dozens of warriors had already fallen in a pool of blood forever.
Even though he had the power of the Heroic Soul, he was not immortal.
Li Yuansheng found Hong Ling in an empty shop in the city. He tore a piece of her and tied it to his arm.
The others did the same. This was the symbol of their army.
This was a brand-new army.
This would be an invincible army.
Li Yuansheng's gaze swept across everyone once again.
There were about three hundred people in this army.
Although there were not many of them, they were an elite army that had never been seen before in history.
Even though they were dressed in tattered clothes, many of them only had the armor they had taken from the Turkic barbarians.
However, each of their eyes unconsciously revealed traces of heroic spirit.
That was the power of a Heroic Soul.
His blood was boiling.
The Cloud Prefecture had already been conquered by the Turks.
Countless people were lying in pools of blood. Corpses could be seen everywhere in the city, and blood flowed on the streets.
The Turkic barbarians didn't know how to farm. Their goal in the south was to burn, kill, and plunder.
In their eyes, Han people were edible food.
They called the Han people two-legged sheep, old and thin men "Rao Bahuo", young women "Buxian Yang", and children "Hegu Lan".
In a corner of the western city, hundreds of women were gathered together.
The Turkic barbarians killed all the men in the city without hesitation, even the elderly and children.
Only the women in the city were chased away by them.
In the eyes of the Turkic barbarians, women were the best of the best. They could enjoy them first before eating them.
They called it the " Unenvious Sheep."
It meant that these women were more delicious than mutton.
"Hehehe, this time's hunt down south, the harvest is really not small.”
A barbarian leader was sitting in front of a bonfire. A child's body was roasted in the bonfire, emitting the unique smell of human flesh.
The Turkic barbarian tore off a piece of meat and chewed it with relish while drinking the wine that the wind carried.
Witnessing this scene, the woman in the corner was so frightened that she trembled.
The men had all died in battle, and they were only weak women. They had no ability to resist the butcher's knife of the Turkic barbarians.
After a few glasses of wine, the drunk barbarian leader walked towards a girl with a terrified expression.
He had eaten his fill and drank his fill. He had replenished his essence energy. Now, he needed to vent.
"Hahaha!" The Turkic barbarian pounced and pushed the girl to the ground.
"No!"
The young girl screamed and desperately resisted.
However, this only aroused the Turkic barbarian's beastly desires. His interest grew, his laughter grew more and more complacent, and his movements became even more unbridled.
"Boss, you can do it!"
"Boss is the bravest in war, and he's also so tough when it comes to women.”
"Boss, after you play with her, can you give her to me?”
……
"I've already chosen it. You can go now!”
Hearing their leader's words, the barbarians were overjoyed. They quickly took off their clothes and pounced on him crazily.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
The woman's screams continued to ring out. At this moment, they felt despair that they had never felt before.
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