Those who offend my Tang Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away!

What a heroism!

It's just that this blood-armored general is alone, how can he defeat the tens of thousands of Turkic iron horsemen?

Could it be that this blood-armored general is really a god descending from heaven?

Knowing that it is death, but still vowing to die!

Shock!

A deep shock surged in the hearts of everyone.

"Just him?"

Li Xiuning gasped and asked incredulously.

"Just the blood-armored general."

The veteran replied in a hoarse voice.

"Even if the blood armor general's martial arts are world-famous, but now that people are sleepy and lacking, going here is tantamount to dying in vain!"

Li Jing said with regret.

"The general said that if you don't go back, you won't go back. Those who offend my Tang Dynasty must die! ”

As the words of the Youzhou veteran fell, the surrounding Tang soldiers couldn't help but redden.

If you don't go back, you won't go back.

What kind of mountain and river is this?

Even Li Jing, who was crisscrossing the battlefield, was moved by it, and was in awe of Shen Lang in his heart.

With his heroic spirit of seeing death as home, it is enough to win the first god of war in the Tang Dynasty!

"Who is this blood-armored general?"

With tears in her eyes, Li Xiuning looked at the direction where Shen Lang had left, and muttered alone.

At this time, her heart was not only full of curiosity and gratitude to Shen Lang, but also awe!

"Follow me to chase the blood-armored general!"

Li Xiuning clenched the spear in his hand and shouted murderously.

She couldn't watch the great benefactor of Youzhou go to death in vain.

"Princess, never!"

Li Jing hurriedly stopped him on the side.

"Why not?"

Li Xiuning turned his head and asked at Li Jing very suspiciously.

Now that the blood-armored general is more fierce and less auspicious, how can he sit still and wait for death?

"Our army is running day and night, and now it is already sleepy and tired, and I don't know how many Turkic iron cavalry there are ahead. If I attack rashly, it is tantamount to sending my Tang soldiers to death in vain. ”

Li Jing said helplessly.

It's not that he doesn't want to save Shen Lang, but as an army and a commander, he is responsible for all the soldiers!

"Go back to Youzhou and rectify the military horses!"

Li Xiuning immediately said categorically.

Although she was extremely reluctant, what Li Jing said made sense.

Now that Youzhou has been slaughtered, the imperial court still has no way to deal with it.

If you attack rashly, I am afraid that this last bit of soldiers and horses will also die in vain under the Turkic scimitar.

In order to protect the people of Youzhou and protect the Tang Frontier, she could only retreat to Youzhou and fight again.

But the lone blood-armored general, can he come back alive?

"General Bloodarmor, you must come back alive."

Li Xiuning looked at the direction in which Shen Lang left alone, and muttered alone.

Li Jing and others immediately escorted the people and soldiers of Youzhou back to Youzhou.

At the same time, one of the scouts hurried away.

The horses galloped and sent the latest war reports to Chang'an.

……

At this time, it was thirty miles outside the city of Dingzhou.

Biaozi and a thousand Tang Dynasty soldiers, who were about to make a detour to Youzhou, failed to escape the eyes and ears of the Turkic iron cavalry after all.

"The Tang army is found ahead, kill it!"

"Warriors from the steppe, slaughter this herd of two-legged sheep!"

"Kill!"

As the shouts of killing sounded, there were many Turkic iron horsemen around, killing Biaozi and them under the cover of night.

"General, we're surrounded!"

An experienced Tang soldier immediately shouted on the side.

"What are we going to do? What to do? ”

Biaozi panicked instantly, and asked at a loss.

When you first enter the battlefield, it is a battle of life and death.

How could he not be afraid?

"Brother Dahai, can I still see you alive?"

Biao Zi clenched the mace in his hand tightly and muttered in fear.

"Protect Biaozi!"

As a roar sounded, a thousand Tang soldiers rushed forward in an instant, protecting Biao Zi in the middle.

With this time of getting along, everyone has long regarded this stupid teenager as their own child.

At this moment, the Turkic Iron Cavalry rushed towards him with a scimitar in his hand.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Just one face, dozens of Tang soldiers were beheaded under the horse.

"Brothers, kill!"

"Fight with the Turkic miscellaneous!"

The Tang soldiers roared as they rushed towards the Turkic iron cavalry.

In the blink of an eye, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

Looking at the blooming blood mist in the air, one by one the Tang soldiers around him fell from their horses and died, Biao Zi was so frightened that he trembled.

This was not only his first time on the battlefield, but also the first time he witnessed the whole process of killing.

Just when Biaozi was stunned in place, a Turkic iron horse rushed to kill him, and slashed at Biaozi's neck with a single sword.

"Be careful!"

Before the words fell, I saw a Tang soldier rushing to Biaozi.

"Poof!"

The sharp Turkic scimitar slashed through his neck, setting off a cloud of blood mist.

The blood fluttered one after another, falling like catkins, and sprinkled Biaozi's face.

"Ahh

Biao Zi immediately screamed, clutched the mace in his hand tightly with both hands, and smashed it the head of the Turkic barbarian.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Turkic barbarian's head was instantly smashed into mud by Biaozi's stick.

The red blood merged with the white brain, and even splashed Biaozi's face.

It was the first time for Biao Zi to even see a dead person, let alone kill someone, and he immediately turned pale with fright, like a blank piece of paper.

"Boom!"

Biaozi, whose legs were weak and trembling all over, immediately turned over and fell from his horse and slammed into the ground.

Looking at the Turkic barbarian in front of him whose head was smashed off, this extremely bloody picture made Biaozi immediately retch.

But the battle did not stop because of his discomfort, but became more intense.

The sound of the battle instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding Turkic barbarians, and then countless Turkic barbarians swarmed towards this place.

"Brothers, fight with them!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns one!"

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu is a good man again after eighteen years!"

The Tang soldiers were yelling hysterically while fighting for their lives.

Although their numbers are gradually decreasing, and the Turkic iron horsemen are increasing.

But instead of being afraid, they became more and more excited.

When they chose to go north with Shen Lang, they didn't think about going back alive!

A thousand Tang Dynasty soldiers marched north, even a fool knew that there was no return for this trip.

Their group of Datang soldiers who are even more stupid than 'fools' use their blood and lives to cast the military soul of Datang soldiers!

For them, the horse leather shroud and the death on the battlefield are their best destination!

For them, dying on the way to charge is the greatest glory in this life!

A thousand, and eight hundred.

Eight hundred, five hundred.

Five hundred, less than a hundred!

But not one of them fled, and not one of them flinched!

"The Tang Northern Expeditionary Army, charge!"

The besieged Tang Dynasty soldiers, facing the black oppressive Turkic iron cavalry, launched the final charge.

They want to die to forge the soul of my Han family's army!