To be honest, the best place for this group of weak and boneless girls would have been to return to a peaceful corner of the Great Tang, forget the pain of their loved ones 'deaths, and live the rest of their lives.
However, the hatred in their eyes was so deep and glaring.
Yang Lin could not find a reason to reject them.
But similarly, Yang Lin would not promise them anything.
"You'd better think this through. Taking the path of revenge means that you're constantly walking on the edge of death. No, it's even more terrifying than death. If you fall into the hands of the Turks again, your fate will be a thousand times worse than death.”
Yang Lin said lightly.
The tall woman kneeling at the front raised her snow-white face with a determined expression.
"Yueli, don't be afraid."
"What's your name?"
"My name is Shu Yueli."
Yang Lin nodded. After a moment of silence, he looked at all the kneeling women and said,"Since we want to kill the enemy, we need to pick up weapons. Do we have to fight barehanded?”
Shu Yueli and the other women behind her were delighted when they heard that. They quickly responded and picked up their weapons from the blood-covered ground. Then, they stood neatly behind Yang Lin.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The group of Tang captives who had been rescued had also taken off their armors from the Turkic corpses and put them on. They carried a wounded man over.
"General, wake up!"
"That's right, General. We're saved. It's this little hero who saved us. Open your eyes and take a look!”
The middle-aged man who was being carried by the crowd was covered in knife marks. His wounds had turned red from being bitten by countless ants. He lay on the ground with a weak breath. As the crowd called out, he opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Yang Lin.
"Thank…thank…you, all…soldiers…listen…to…orders, follow…little…hero, kill the enemy!!!”
The middle-aged man shouted the last word with all his might, but his voice was not loud.
But it was hoarse, heavy, and hysterical!
After saying that, the man exhaled the last breath in his chest and his body went limp.
"General!"
The surroundings were filled with wails.
The girls also bowed to him.
Yang Lin held the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd and closed his eyes slightly.
"I, Zhang Ziling, am willing to listen to your orders! Hero, please lead us to kill the enemy!"
At this moment, the young man with the highest official position among the captives of the Tang Army walked over, knelt on one knee, and bowed loudly.
Whoosh!
As he knelt down, the others followed suit.
"We are willing to follow the hero to kill the enemy!"
These people knew very well that they had not been completely rescued, because they were still surrounded by the Turkic army. Gubei Pass had already fallen, and although the Turkic tent was set up outside the city, there were still tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers patrolling the city and slaughtering the people.
Yang Lin was their only hope to escape alive.
Even though, in their opinion, this hope was very slim.
Yang Lin was indeed very brave. He could fight against a hundred or even a thousand alone.
But what if they were facing ten thousand or even a hundred thousand enemies?
The Turkic army was known to have millions of fluxers! There were 3 Tiger Divisions, 16 Leopard Divisions, and 32 Eagle Divisions. The total number of soldiers exceeded 500,000, and they were all cavalrymen who were skilled in riding and archery!
How could a hundred people fight against hundreds of thousands of people?
There was no way to fight at all!
What everyone wanted was to follow Yang Lin in a vigorous charge and die.
How was it possible to kill a bloody path to survive?
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