Chapter 637: Chaos

Bai Lang had been called "the courage of a tiger" since ancient times. At this moment, it reappeared. Bai Lang roared, and the military energy gathered, turning into a huge white tiger and pouncing on the enemy formation. However, under Bai Lang's induction, the lower half of the white tiger was finally floating and uncertain. He also sighed, "This soldier is really a weasel giving birth to a cub—one nest is worse than one nest." If it were the strong soldiers of the late Han Dynasty or the Xiao Guo of the Great Sui Dynasty he led, this white tiger would have been vivid and alive, with spiritual intelligence to deter the enemy or even pounce and kill by itself.

Bai Lang didn't think about releasing the White Tiger Seven Mansions. These things were originally tattoos on his body, which could be considered gifts from the demon monk. Now he was also very clear that after comprehending the ability of the White Tiger vengeful ghost, these seven tattoos could also obtain complete spiritual intelligence, which would be great for military formation slaughter. It's just that it's not necessary. His future does not lie in killing more enemy soldiers in this kind of world. His future lies in going to those truly powerful worlds to break through the limitations of his inner scene, at least to the level of becoming a Buddha and an ancestor.

You know, he can vaguely see the road ahead now. The future of this road is... "It seems to be the White Tiger Star Lord, this seems to be not strong, but not weak. It's enough, it's enough." Bai Lang was also satisfied—he couldn't reach the level of his master, the thief, so it would be good to be one of the four spirit star lords.

Bai Lang crashed into the cavalry formation in front, and with a clip of his hands, he brought up countless blood lights around and in front of him. With just one strike, he killed more than ten cavalrymen. There was no one in front of him who could stop him. No matter how many Mongolian cavalrymen wearing relatively fine iron armor killed him, Bai Lang just picked and slashed them off their horses, known as no one who could fight him in front of the horse.

The two younger brothers following him also wielded long spears and broadswords, slashing the enemy who leaked from Bai Lang's impact or lost their balance or lost their balance. For a while, they also cut down several cavalrymen. The two younger sisters were a little further outside. Bai Ying shot continuous arrows, shooting Mongolian cavalrymen within dozens of steps, while Bai Xiao was protected by Bai Biao before encountering the enemy. The cavalry following them also formed the two wings of the arrowhead formation, killing the disrupted Mongolian cavalry.

Bai Lang killed through the cavalry formation in front—but only killed dozens of people, and this cavalry actually collapsed. "This is also called the Khan's Xue army?" Bai Lang knew that the Mongolians had also been abolished. He didn't expect it to be so unbearable. "The Mongolians are so weak, no wonder the Russians turned against the guests and turned into slaves, letting the Cossack light cavalry kill the Mongolians until they collapsed." Bai Lang thought looking at the Mongolian cavalry running for their lives.

These guys even rushed into the infantry formation. When Bai Lang pounced like a fierce tiger, those infantrymen also collapsed, and Bai Lang saw that the Khan's Suled battle flag seemed to have started running first... This made the cavalry following him morale greatly boosted, and for a while, they performed more "bravely" than Bai Lang, chasing and killing for dozens of miles.

This Khan should have lost at least half of his troops. Bai Lang just took a look and saw at least a thousand beheaded, plus half of the troops who fled and were injured were finished. For a period of time, this Khan had no ability to attack the border, and it would be good luck if he wasn't swallowed by others. Bai Lang's subordinates died more than a dozen cavalrymen. Even with the White Tiger vengeful ghost attachment, the combat power growth of these waste was limited, and they would be injured and die under the desperate counterattack of the other side.

Of course, if they died, they would just become vengeful ghosts, and vengeful ghosts and vengeful ghosts could also swallow each other under Bai Lang's will to become stronger vengeful ghosts.

Bai Lang collected some grain and grass, and directly ordered to continue to advance to the grassland. No one dared to stand up and question. The Tianshui Earl of this generation is indeed a fierce man who kills without blinking. And his two younger brothers and two younger sisters looked at this brother with great admiration. Bai Lang looked at them, "I am the only one in the world." Then this guy let out a laugh.

Walking all the way, there was no second Mongolian army. Instead, after crossing the Gobi deep in the northern grassland, what appeared in front of Bai Lang was snow and forest sea, and land that had been reclaimed as if it were farmland. This was a Cossack stronghold—they farmed and hunted, not a nomadic nation, but they were much fiercer than the current Mongolians. The Cossacks were actually serf landlords, and these guys were also a group that practiced the two words of farming and war.

It's just that there was no one here. Bai Lang looked at the house, "At least left for more than three months." He said. So everyone took a detour back. This place was nearly four thousand five hundred miles away from the border. Now taking another road back, Bai Lang could also say that he had traveled ten thousand miles. On the way back, he met more than four thousand Mongolian troops. Bai Lang rushed to the formation and broke it with one blow. Since then, his subordinates regarded him as a god.

After four months of unauthorized exit, Bai Lang came to the pass with more than four hundred cavalry, "Open the door! I am Tianshui Earl Bai Lang, I have retreated the enemy and returned!" In fact, the pass also knew about this matter, because after the Mongolians were late, someone heard from merchants that the Mongolian Khan was seriously injured and fled to the north, so they had already reported the victory early, saying that after a bitter battle, they repelled the Mongolian Khan and seriously injured him. As for the beheading... twenty merchants and their partners were beheaded, and the other corpses were taken away by the Mongolians—poor twenty merchants and their partners' heads.

Nowadays, even the rewards have come down, that is, Bai Lang's crime of attacking without authorization and killing the garrison eunuch, and the local military family also took the opportunity to take back the military household land that Bai Lang had taken back before. Bai Lang said at the beginning that you have to protect the land yourself, or you can go with him. Now those ordinary military household lands have been taken away again.

"Rebel! There is an imperial decree! Order to capture Bai Lang and return to the capital to wait for punishment!" Someone roared above. Bai Lang smiled, "Looking for death!" Bai Lang threw the long spear and broadsword to his brothers, took the iron mace from the saddle, and casually pulled a narrow straight sword from his younger brother's saddle, and then climbed up the city wall. He grabbed the city wall with a grab, and exerted force on his feet, and climbed to the top of the city in a few times. The guys above were still stunned. It took so much time, and this former Tianshui Earl actually climbed the wall alive.

A general was about to speak, Bai Lang's left-hand iron mace smashed down, and suddenly red and white splashed in all directions. And the right-hand sword light flashed, and the soldiers standing around were all cut in half. For a while, the wailing on the city wall was like hell. Bai Lang walked through the blood water that quickly spread on the ground, went down the stairs, and casually killed anyone who dared to block him along the way. When he reached the bottom of the building, he was ready to open the gate. At this time, the guerrilla of the fire gun camp in the city arrived with the troops and fired directly at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang sneered, casually waving the iron mace to block the lead bullets that could touch his body. Occasionally, a few hit his body and made a sound of gold and iron, sliding off him. Bai Lang jumped into the fire gun soldier formation, swept the straight sword, killed more than ten fire gun soldiers, and the iron mace directly smashed the guerrilla into pieces... ===== CHAPTER 638 =====