General, see the most beautiful girl in the world for us.

General, drink the strongest wine in the world for us.

General, you must live and continue to protect the Han family for us!

Shen Lang's eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't help but see those familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of him.

The last words of the White Horse Righteous Servants kept echoing in his mind.

Only now, they are all dead.

There is no life left.

In the rain.

One man, one horse, one gun.

Lying quietly on the frontier land.

It's so lonely, so lonely.

Accompanied by the "tick-tock" sound of rain, Shen Lang couldn't help but let out a slight snoring sound.

Even the white dragon horse was tired and paralyzed on the ground, let alone him?

……

As night fell, the surviving people of Youzhou walked up to the city wall.

One of them held their torches aloof, staring silently into the distance.

They were all looking forward to it.

They are waiting for the souls of those Youzhou.

They held torches high, lighting the way home for the souls.

Only, can they wait?

Since Youzhou was recaptured by the Blood Armor General, they were rescued by the Blood Armor General.

They returned to Youzhou.

From that day on, every night the people held torches high and gazed and looked forward to the crumbling city wall.

This may be the only thing they want to live.

The rain became heavier and heavier, but they still had no intention of retreating.

"One-armed grandpa, what's that?"

Just when everyone was still immersed in endless sadness, the dog next to him reached out and gently tugged at the corner of the one-armed veteran's clothes, and asked in a low voice.

As Goudan's words fell, everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of Goudan's finger.

I saw a silver spear standing proudly on the land of Youzhou.

Although Shen Lang and the White Dragon Horse were paralyzed on the ground, the Gentian Bright Silver Spear with endless pride and killing intent did not fall.

"What the hell is this?"

The one-armed veteran raised the torch in his hand and muttered in confusion.

"This, this seems to be the weapon of the Blood-Armored General."

The dog stared at his big eyes like copper bells, and said hesitantly.

"Dog, have you taken a closer look?"

The one-armed veteran asked the dogs on the side with great seriousness.

"One-armed grandpa, I'm not dazzled."

Goudan rolled his eyes and said.

After all, the eyes of a child are better than those of a one-armed veteran.

"Let's hurry up and take a look, maybe it's really Engong's weapon."

The one-armed veteran said in a trembling voice.

Then, he led the people of Youzhou to rush out of the city gate.

"It's really a general's weapon!"

Far away, the one-armed veteran recognized the Gentian Bright Silver Spear and couldn't help shouting with great excitement.

As his words fell, everyone's little hearts instantly rose to their throats.

Everyone trotted all the way to the gentian bright silver spear.

"General, General!"

"Eun Gong, Eun Gong!"

Everyone looked at Shen Lang, who was covered in blood in front of them, and couldn't help but choke up and shouted.

"General, wake up, wake up."

The dog knelt in front of Shen Lang, shouting as he shook his scarred body.

"Dog! Stop it! ”

As he spoke, the one-armed veteran knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Lang, and reached out to slowly touch Shen Lang's neck.

Then, his fingers were placed on Shen Lang's nose.

"The general still has a breath, carry him home quickly!"

The one-armed veteran exclaimed with tears in his eyes.

It's just that the Blood Armor General's breathing is getting weaker and weaker, and the blood and water under his body are gathering more and more.

Will he be able to hold on?

The heart of the one-armed veteran was filled with deep worry.

As his words fell, everyone carefully carried Shen Lang and Bailongma into Youzhou City.

It's just that everyone's hearts are sweating for the blood armor general.

They prayed silently in their hearts.

I hope that the blood-armored general can wake up and live.

……

As night fell, the endless darkness enveloped the entire Chang'an City, but it was difficult to hide the endless sadness in the hearts of the people of Chang'an.

"General, go all the way."

Countless people in Chang'an muttered, holding white candles, and slowly walked out of the house.

"General, go all the way!"

The people of Chang'an knelt on the ground, shouting hysterically in the direction of the frontier.

The endless sadness kept echoing in the sky over Chang'an.

In order to protect the country of the Tang Dynasty and the people of the Tang Dynasty, the blood armor general would rather die than retreat, and all of them died in battle.

But no one knew his name, let alone where he came from.

But in the hearts of the people of Chang'an, he has a common name, and that is the God of War!

He is not only the idol of countless Han family children, but also the proud bone of the Han family!

Inside the Royal Palace.

Li Er had a white cloth tied to his head, kneeling at the door of the Manna Palace, staring at the direction of the frontier stupidly.

Empress Eldest Sun knelt beside him.

Countless princes and princesses knelt behind him.

The palace maids, eunuchs, and guards all knelt on the ground.

In the whole palace, no one was standing.

They all faced in the direction of the frontier, kneeling on the ground, staring, choking.

The Son of Heaven kneels on the ground and does not worship the heavens.

But only thanks to the blood-armored general who died in the frontier.

Those countless frontier soldiers.

The countless good sons of the Han family!

Kneel down to pay homage to the soul of the hero!

"General, go all the way!"

They choked and screamed as they kept burning paper money.

On this night, the entire Chang'an City was brightly lit.

On this night, the people of the whole city were seeing off the bloody armor general and the heroic souls of those who died in the frontier.

The endless sadness enveloped the entire Chang'an City.

Sorrow flows backwards into a river towards the frontier.

……

At this time, Princess Li Xiuning of Pingyang was in the house.

The endless sadness was like a mountain, pressing on Li Xiuning's chest, making her breathless.

Even when Youzhou was besieged, her husband Chai Shao's life and death were uncertain.

She didn't have this sadness, this helplessness.

Maybe it's because she's used to seeing life and death, or maybe it's because she's expected this day to come.

But now the news that the blood-armored general died in battle on the frontier has made her nervous and restless.

Her heart had already returned to the frontier, returned to Dingzhou, and returned to the place where she first met the Blood Armor General with the endless sadness.

Although she is in Chang'an, her heart has always stayed on the frontier and on the blood-armored general.

I don't know why this inexplicable emotion came from, and I don't know when it came from.

"General, you must still be alive, right?"

"Childe, do you remember Princess Ben?"

Li Xiuning stared in the direction of the frontier and muttered stupidly.

At this moment, she found that in her heart and mind, all of them were the figure of the blood-armored general.

"Quickly gather troops and horses, this duke will mainly march north in advance to explore the way for His Majesty!"

Li Xiuning immediately ordered the lieutenant general beside him.

Although Li Er has already announced to the world that he wants to drive in person.

But at this time, Li Xiuning couldn't wait for a moment.

She left a letter, sent someone to the palace, and led the 8,000 soldiers who had returned before to rush towards the frontier.

This scene looks like love.