Seeing countless commoners suddenly appear on the city wall, Jie Li Khagan, who was outside the city gate, gritted his teeth in anger. He pointed at the people on the city wall and cursed,""A mere two-legged sheep. When the city falls, you will be crushed to pieces!”
Finished talking, Jie Li Khan immediately rode back.
He looked as if he was afraid that the spear would attack again.
Seeing the enemy leader leave, Ling Jing turned around and looked at everyone. He raised his arm and said,""My fellow villagers, we come from various cities and are survivors of the war. However, it is undeniable that before this, whenever the war broke out, we would run away. We were deserters and refugees! But this time, we won't run! Let the Turkic dogs see the might of our Dragon of Huaxia!”
"Kill all the Turkic dogs!”
"Very good!" Ling Jing looked at the person who made the sound and smiled with satisfaction." Now, we have nowhere to run. Moreover, we won't run anymore! Fight to the death with the Turks!"
"Kill! Avenge our compatriots and fight for our future!”
"Kill them all. Even if we die, we must drag them down with us.”
But at this moment, the Turkic army let out a furious howl at the command of the Jie Li Khagan.
It also began to surge like a flood.
They were like the ferocious wolves of the grassland.
It was a completely different scene from when he was beaten up by Li Ce and fled.
Perhaps this was the nature of wolves. They bullied the weak and feared the strong. They were afraid of death!
Seeing the Turkic soldiers charge in like wolves, the people who had never experienced battle felt a lingering fear!
However, they had no way out. Even if they died, they had to die standing.
At the thought of this, everyone's eyes turned sharp!
But at this moment, a dark white figure sped over from the north!
As fast as lightning, as fierce as a Swift Dragon.
As he charged, the Turkic army was thrown into chaos.
They seemed to be charging at the figure, but they also seemed to be fleeing in panic.
This figure was like an arrow that had left the bowstring as it shot toward the Turkic army.
When the people on the city wall saw that this figure was their lord, Li Ce, they all let out a cry of surprise.
"The lord is here, the lord is here!"
"The lord is here, we are saved! With his lord's abilities, these Turkic dogs were definitely not his match!”
"That's right, kill them, liege! Kill all the Turkic dogs and make sure they never return!”
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As the crowd cried out in alarm, Li Ce brandished his silver spear and charged back and forth through the Turkic ranks.
The silver-white spear emitted a terrifying cold light under the pale moonlight.
His figure was like a long dragon rolling through the enemy camp, sending the surrounding Turkic soldiers tumbling.
Everywhere he went, countless Turkic soldiers died.
He was like a god of death who harvested lives. Under his spear, no one could escape death!
The blood-soaked warhorses and blood-stained robes were so dazzling and eye-catching in the Turkic camp that they were like the brightest stars in the night sky.
The silver spear emitted a cold light under the pale moonlight.
Every time he waved it, he would bring out a pool of enemy blood.
Fresh blood splattered in the sky, blooming like scarlet flowers.
And now, he was alone.
One man and one mount charged through the tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers, causing the Turkic army to tremble in fear.
Such bravery was similar to that of Zhao Zilong of Changshan on the Changban slope.
The scene was spectacular, and it made everyone's blood boil.
Especially Ling Jing, who was on the city wall. He had once experienced the turmoil of the Sui Dynasty.
He had seen countless generals charge through the enemy camp, but none of them had been able to do this.
He was only one man and one mount, yet he dared to charge into the Turkic army of tens of thousands.
He had never seen such courage before.
In the history of word of mouth, there was such a person. That person was Zhao Zilong, who was full of courage.
Moreover, his martial arts and skills were very similar to the legendary Zhao Zilong.
Could he be the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong?
What was even more terrifying was that the general in front of him looked very young, no more than twelve or thirteen years old.
At such an age, he had the courage to treat all things like dogs, unparalleled strength, and in addition to these, he also had the benevolence of a saint.
All these rare qualities had appeared on the same person at this moment. Wasn't he a god sent by the heavens to save the people from fire and water?
Thinking of this, Ling Jing's eyes were filled with respect as he looked at Li Ce on the battlefield.
The more he looked, the more excited he became. In the end, he could not help but clap his hands and exclaim.
"Good, as expected of my lord. Mighty and domineering, unparalleled in the world!”
The other soldiers and civilians on the city wall were just as excited as him.
They saw that Li Ce was enjoying himself, so they volunteered.
"General, open the city gates and let us go out to fight with the lord!”
"That's right. As the lord's subjects, it doesn't make sense for us to watch from the sidelines while the lord is fighting desperately outside!”
"We have to share the worries of our lord. We have to stand on the same front as our lord.”
"Yes, General, open the city gate and let me go out to fight with the Lord!”
"If the lord sees us rushing out together, he will definitely be even more courageous! General, let us out!"
The more they talked, the more excited they became. They wished they could appear beside Li Ce right now and fight alongside him to defend China's territory.
However, their requests were rejected by Ling Jing.
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