Three thousand white horses were killed.

Not a single person took half a step back, and not a single corpse.

Tell the endless desolation, the unspeakable tragedy!

Even God seemed to be moved, and the sky began to rain lightly.

However, even if it rains for thousands of years, how can it wash away the desolation of the frontier?

……

At this time, the Turkic armies that pursued the blood-armored general returned one after another.

Jieli Khan's whole body trembled.

The monstrous anger in his heart made his hairs stand on end.

"With an army of nearly 100,000, there is no way to keep a blood-armored general. What's the use of you! A bunch of rubbish! ”

Jieli Khan roared in annoyance.

He drew his knife and slashed the scout at his feet.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Turkic generals and Turkic military divisions instantly trembled one by one.

They are afraid that the next one will be their turn!

"What are you doing? Don't hurry up and find it! ”

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find out the blood armor general for this king!"

"This king will crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

Jieli Khan's eyes widened, and he roared with a hideous face.

He's really going crazy.

100,000 Turkic iron horsemen, they can't kill a blood-armored general!

What's more, the Turkic cavalry suffered heavy losses as a result.

How could he not be angry?

"Please Khan to calm his wrath! The blood-armored general was seriously wounded, and he was already at the end of the strong bow. Even if he is allowed to escape, I am afraid he will not survive tomorrow. ”

The Turkic military division knelt directly at the feet of Jieli Khan and said stubbornly.

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses! Otherwise, how can this king be at ease? ”

Jieli Khan roared angrily, raised his foot and kicked the table next to him to the ground.

The Blood-Armored General was his nightmare.

If he can't be killed, Jieli Khan will not be able to sleep.

……

At this time, in Chang'an City, it also rained lightly.

It's just that this rain is too weird.

It looks like white but not white, and it looks like red but not red.

It's as if it's mixed with blood!

In the face of this incomparably strange light rain, the hearts of the people of Chang'an instantly became strongly uneasy.

That's not a good sign!

"This rain is so weird! Could it be that God is hinting at something? ”

"Maybe God is also grieving for the Blood Armor General."

"Is the Bloodarmor General still alive?"

The people of Chang'an looked at the incomparably strange light rain in the air and muttered alone.

Their hearts are full of endless concern for the Blood Armor General.

The rain became heavier and heavier, as if there was no intention of stopping.

There was a hint of blood in the rain.

This made the people panic instantly.

What's really going on in the Frontier?

Is the Bloodarmor General still alive?

General, you must live!

Countless people in Chang'an have walked out of their homes.

One by one, they were drenched in the rain and carried incense in their arms, and they headed towards the temple.

They are going to burn incense and pray for the Blood Armor General!

Now in the hearts of the people of Chang'an, the blood armor general is not only a mortal god.

It is also the patron saint of their hearts!

The bloody generals fought on the frontier and guarded not only the country of Datang, but also the people of Datang!

Inside Princess Binh Duong's house.

In the past, she was vigorous and resolute, and the first female general of the Tang Dynasty was famous on the battlefield.

At this time, looking at the rain curtain outside the house, he became sentimental.

Where is there still the decisive majesty of the past.

"Could it be that the blood of the frontier has already floated into the air and fallen to Chang'an?"

Li Xiuning had tears in her eyes and muttered alone.

I saw her slowly open her hands, trying to catch the falling raindrops.

But she couldn't hold it anyway, and it all ran through her fingers.

"General, you must live."

Li Xiuning muttered, then squatted in the rain, hugged his head and cried.

……

And inside the palace at this time.

Li Lizhi sat in front of the window, looking at the red light of the rain curtain stupidly, listening to the 'ticking' rain outside, and was distracted.

"Brother Dahai, you must come back alive. This princess is going to follow you to set up a stall. ”

She murmured sadly, and two lines of hot tears instantly pierced her delicate cheeks.

Youzhou was slaughtered, and Dingzhou was already an empty city.

Is Brother Dahai still alive?

Although she couldn't imagine the tragedy of the frontier, she still firmly believed in her heart that her big brother would definitely come back alive.

The memories of Shen Lang kept flashing in front of her eyes.

In a trance, it happened in front of my eyes.

An inexplicable emotion filled her entire heart.

……

Imperial Palace, inside the Hall of Ganlu.

The big men braved the rain and came to the Manna Hall one after another.

But when they saw the picture in the hall, they couldn't help but be stunned for an instant.

I saw Li Er kneeling on the ground with a white cloth wrapped around his head.

He stared in the direction of the frontier stupidly, and he had already burst into tears.

This scene deeply hurt the eyes of all the bigwigs in the DPRK and China.

What's going on here?

Could it be that the first emperor died?

Why is your majesty wrapped in a white cloth on his head?

A big question mark appeared above everyone's head in an instant.

A bad premonition spread rapidly in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, why do you look like this?"

As he spoke, Eldest Sun Wuji trotted up to Li Er, trying to lift him up from the ground.

"General Bloodarmor, they're all dead."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded fiercely in everyone's heads.

The outstretched hand of the eldest grandson Wuji was instantly stiff, and he didn't know what to do.

An endless sadness spread rapidly in everyone's hearts in an instant.

All of them were killed in battle.

How tragic!

The war on the frontier has become so tragic that no one can imagine.

"Bring the battle report!"

Li Er immediately roared in a hoarse voice.

As his words fell, Tongueless hurriedly brought the battle report to the big guys in the court.

Li Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and couldn't wait to look at it.

Everyone took turns circulating the battle report, and the more they looked at them, the more frightened they became.

The more they looked, the more their hearts ached!

In today's frontier, the corpses of the Turkic iron horsemen are layered on top of each other, and the blood flows like a river.

How terrifying!

"All ...... killed"

Eldest Sun Wuji's body trembled and exclaimed.

"After the Blood Armor General, there is no God of War in Datang!"

Li Jing clenched his fists and said with tears in his eyes.

Even if he fought all his life, he killed countless enemies.

But it was the first time he had seen such a tragic war.

He was the only one of them who had ever been to the frontier.

The tragedy of the frontier battlefield is only known to him.

At this moment, his eyes still kept appearing with the domineering spirit of the blood-armored general who killed the Turkic general A Shizhan with one shot!

His heart will always be imprinted with the pride of the Blood Armor General leading the remnants to charge the Turkic army.

Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, let's ask the people of the world.

In addition to the blood-armored general, who can be worthy of the title of the first god of war in the Tang Dynasty?

There is no one but him!

From the moment he saw the blood-armored general, he knew that he was worthy of the title of the first god of war in the Tang Dynasty.

After the blood armor general, there is no god of war in Datang!