In an instant, the black hair turned white.

But Shen Lang didn't know it.

He only felt his body filled with strength again.

Once again, I am full of determination to fight to the death with the Turkic Iron Cavalry!

"See the general!"

In the open space not far away, three thousand white horses knelt on one knee and shouted tearfully in the direction of Shen Lang.

How could they not know how they had come back to earth?

In the crowd, Shen Lang raised his head and laughed insolently.

Now that the white horse is in hand, what is the world afraid of?

He immediately got on his horse and couldn't wait to fight the Turkic army to the death!

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Charge!"

Shen Lang raised the gentian bright silver spear in his hand and roared in the sky in the Turkic army.

"Charge!"

"Protect the General!"

"Kill all the Turkic minuse!"

The three thousand white horse servants who were on the periphery of the Turkic Iron Cavalry roared hysterically as they rushed towards the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

Shen Lang held the gentian bright silver spear, waving and fighting constantly.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand white horses swept in.

Shen Lang finally stopped fighting alone.

But this time, they were not facing the 20,000 Turkic iron cavalry of Ashi Zhan, but the nearly 100,000 army led by Jieli Khan himself!

3,000 white horses and 100,000 Turkic horsemen.

Do they have any hope of surviving?

Alive?

They never wanted to live!

They just want more people alive.

"But make the dragon city fly, don't teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain!"

"Brothers, the blood will not stop, and the death will not stop!"

"Kill!"

Shen Lang roared at the sky while brandishing a silver spear and rushing towards the black-pressed Turkic iron horseman.

"But make the dragon city fly, don't teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain!"

Three thousand white horses roared from the sky, following closely behind.

It was a battle with a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

This is a decision to retreat, only to charge!

There is no winning or losing, let alone life and death.

There is only the iron bone of the Han family erlang standing proudly between heaven and earth!

……

At this time, the Tang soldiers standing on the city wall of Dingzhou, listening to the deafening shouting and killing in the distance, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

As the Turkic cavalry charged, the earth seemed to tremble violently.

However, there are less than 100 blood armor generals!

This is a life of nine deaths!

All the soldiers couldn't help but clench their fists one by one, and tears flowed down their faces.

Ever since they came to the frontier.

Ever since they met the Bloodarmor General.

They don't know how many times they have been touched by the blood-armored general.

At this moment, they have long been numb.

The Blood Armor General created miracles again and again in front of their eyes, and also gave them shock and emotion again and again.

Although I couldn't see the figure of the blood armor general like the god of war at this time, his figure had already been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Tang Dynasty soldier.

It is more deeply imprinted on the arrogance of every Han family!

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain."

"These two poems of the general are too domineering! Just ......"

"If you can learn the name of the blood armor general, you will have no regrets in this life."

"General, you must come back alive."

“……”

Li Xiuning listened to the discussion of the Tang Dynasty soldiers around him, and collapsed on the city wall.

Her tears could not be held back any longer, and in an instant, they burst out of her eyes and pierced her delicate cheeks.

"Benefactor, you must live. This princess has not thanked you well for the people and soldiers of Youzhou. ”

Li Xiuning buried his head between his legs and muttered silently.

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain."

She kept muttering Shen Lang's remnant poem, and the cramping pain in her heart was a pain for a while.

What moved her was not this amazing poem, but the determination of the blood-armored general and those nameless soldiers to die and never retreat!

They used their flesh and blood to block the iron cavalry of the Turkic army and prevent them from stepping into the Central Plains for half a step.

"The world is so big, who can match this blood-armored general who is wearing blood armor and has no parallels in the country?"

Li Xiuning got up slowly, looked at the Blood Armor General and the others who were fighting desperately in the distance, and muttered alone.

Hurt yourself secretly.

The world is so big, and there is that son, can make Pingyang Princess Li Xiuning feel upset?

If so, only one person.

That's the bloody blood-armored general!

As the saying goes, heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass.

But this beauty, how can she pass the hero pass!

"Princess, let's go back to Chang'an as soon as possible to move the rescue troops. Otherwise, otherwise this group of heroes would really die in vain. ”

"The reason why they swear not to retreat and die for the country is to buy time for us and Datang!"

Li Jing didn't know when he appeared by Li Xiuning's side, and persuaded him bitterly.

Why doesn't Li Xiuning understand this truth?

It's just that she left the blood-armored general alone on the frontier, she really can't bear it!

At this moment, how she wanted to fight side by side with the Blood-Armored General.

Even if you die on the battlefield, you have no regrets!

But as the first female general of the Tang Dynasty, reason told her more than once that she must not let this group of soldiers who regarded death as their home be sent to death in vain.

The blood debt must be paid with blood!

For the sake of those unsung heroes who died on the battlefield, but also for the tens of thousands of Tang people in the Central Plains.

She must return to Chang'an.

She wants to go back to move the rescue soldiers, and she wants to avenge the tens of thousands of people and soldiers on the frontier!

Otherwise, how can the souls of heroes in heaven rest in peace?

If the Turkic Iron Cavalry is allowed to move south, how can those heroic souls be blind?

"Return to Chang'an!"

Li Xiuning roared with his fists clenched.

But when she said that, she burst into tears.

"The officers and men of the whole army obey the order and return to Chang'an quickly!"

With Li Jing's order, the Tang soldiers got on their horses one after another.

Under the cover of night, Li Xiuning and Li Jing led 8,000 Tang soldiers and rushed in the direction of Chang'an.

It's just that the distance from Dingzhou is getting farther and farther, and the colic in Li Xiuning's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

As she got farther and farther away from the Blood Armor General, the regret in her heart became stronger and stronger.

General Bloodarmor, does this princess still have a chance to meet you?

Li Xiuning turned his head to look in the direction of Dingzhou, and two tears drifted in the direction of Dingzhou with the wind.

……

At this time, in Chang'an City, dark clouds covered the sky.

Imperial Palace, including Yuan Palace.

Li Er and the ministers are deliberating.

"It's been ten days since Youzhou was recaptured, but there is news of the frontier?"

Li Er asked with a frown at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

"Back to Your Majesty, there is no news about Youzhou so far."

Qin Qiong, who temporarily replaced Li Jing and was in charge of the military department, replied truthfully.

"Your Majesty, although the blood-armored general recaptured Youzhou from the Turkic iron horsemen, but with his own strength, how could he fight the Turkic 100,000 iron horsemen!"

Fang Xuanling sighed and said.

"Your Majesty, now that my Datang treasury is empty, I can no longer withstand any war. Let's negotiate peace. ”

Du Ruhui admonished on the side.