looked at Shen Lang and their scarred and exhausted appearances.

Listen to their deafening snoring.

Li Xiuning's delicate body shook in an instant, and the sourness in her heart made her cry again.

If you are not extremely tired, who can lie in this pool of blood and fall asleep in the heavy rain?

The surrounding Tang soldiers trembled one by one.

Looking at the battlefield where the corpses were piled up, and looking at the blood-armored general lying in a pool of blood, their hearts were filled with deep awe.

They are the real warriors!

They are the real heroes!

……

Li Xiuning turned over and dismounted, and slowly walked towards Shen Lang who was lying on the ground.

Washed by the rain, Shen Lang revealed his handsome and extraordinary cheeks.

"What a handsome and domineering son, is he really a god descending from heaven?"

Li Xiuning stared at Shen Lang's cheek stupidly, and muttered with great curiosity in his heart.

If it weren't for the gods descending to earth, how could he single-handedly save the people of Youzhou and the fire and water?

And how to take back Youzhou from the Turkic iron knights?

If it weren't for the gods descending to earth, how would he lead the Dingzhou soldiers to block the attack of the Turkic iron cavalry?

And how to split the Turkic general in half with one shot?

But he has such a beautiful face, whose son is it?

Who is willing to let him fight on this battlefield like purgatory on earth......

Driven by strong curiosity, Li Xiuning slowly squatted next to Shen Lang.

She looked at Shen Lang's handsome face stupidly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

But as soon as her fingertips touched Shen Lang's skin, Shen Lang's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Subconsciously, he even reached out and grabbed Li Xiuning's white and tender wrist.

Facing his red eyes, Li Xiuning couldn't help but tremble in fright.

Maybe it was because Shen Lang found out that Li Xiuning was not a Turkic barbarian, or maybe he opened his eyes subconsciously, but he was still asleep.

He then slowly closed his eyes and retracted his hand again.

But he didn't let go of Li Xiuning's wrist!

Li Xiuning, who was stunned in place, was defenseless and stabbed headlong into Shen Lang's arms.

"Boom!"

As a muffled sound fell, Li Xiuning's whole body lay on Shen Lang's body.

As soon as the two of them went up and down, their postures were unusually ambiguous~ ambiguous.

Listening to Shen Lang's powerful heartbeat, feel his fiery breath.

Li Xiuning's delicate cheeks instantly became hot.

Looking at Shen Lang's handsome and dashing face so closely, she couldn't help but reach out and gently wipe the blood stains off her cheeks.

A strange feeling instantly surged in the bottom of her heart, as if she had broken into a herd of deer, making her heart beat wildly.

At this moment, it was as if all the strength in her body had been drained.

just lay on Shen Lang's chest lightly, looking at his side face stupidly, stupid.

"Princess, are you alright?"

Li Jing, an old thing, actually interrupted this beautiful picture with a loud voice.

As his words fell, Li Xiuning reacted.

hurriedly got up from Shen Lang's body.

Just looking at the scars on Shen Lang's chest, she actually had the urge to continue to lie quietly on Shen Lang's chest to shelter him from the wind and rain.

At this moment, her mind was completely confused.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass.

How can a beauty pass the hero level?

"What are you doing? Let's clean up the battlefield now! ”

Li Xiuning stabilized his mind, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he reprimanded the generals around him.

"General, they ......"

A Tang Dynasty soldier said hesitantly to Li Xiuning.

"What's wrong with them?"

Li Xiuning asked with a frown.

"Back to the general, some of these soldiers will not breathe when they lie down."

As the words fell, everyone was stunned in an instant.

A sour feeling instantly welled up in everyone's hearts, making their eyes red again.

"How is that possible? Aren't they asleep? ”

Li Jing asked incredulously.

He personally crouched down and examined it.

Breathing, gone.

The major arteries in the neck have also stopped beating.

Then teardrops the size of beans burst out of her eyes.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Even though he has been on the battlefield for decades, he has seen countless loyal martyrs die for his country, and he has also killed countless enemies.

But at this time, his heart, which had already become cold, was inexplicably cramped.

"What's wrong with them?"

Li Xiuning asked in a choked voice.

"They fell asleep, but they never woke up."

Li Jing burst into tears as he spoke.

Li Xiuning's body seemed to be emptied, and he collapsed to the ground with a "poof".

A sadness that she had never felt before enveloped her in an instant.

This group of white-armored soldiers don't know where they come from, and they don't know who their surnames are.

But they used their own flesh and blood to protect every inch of Datang's territory.

They fought desperately to the enemy, and finally waited for reinforcements.

They can finally get a good rest.

But they closed their eyes and never woke up again.

How sad, how tragic!

An unprecedented shock swept all the soldiers in an instant.

A sadness that has never been experienced has spread in the hearts of everyone.

This group of iron-clad men are crying like rain, crying into tears.

This group of white-armored soldiers from nowhere, they fought to the end.

Tens of thousands of Turkic horsemen failed to defeat them, but they closed their eyes and could not open them again.

What kept them going until the end?

What makes them fight to the death until the last moment, to the death and not give up!

It is the iron backbone of the Han family's son, and it is the belief that the Han family's son's blood does not stop and he will never die!

"Go find the tents so they can rest and sleep soundly."

Li Jingqiang endured the endless desolation in his heart and ordered at the surrounding Tang Dynasty soldiers.

"Ahh

After saying that, he knelt in the bloody water and roared in the sky.

The first god of war in Datang, the first tough guy in Datang.

At this time, in the face of this group of white-armored soldiers who didn't know where they came from, they couldn't help it anymore.

He threw his head up and roared and wept......

But it can't get rid of the endless desolation in my heart.

Eight thousand Tang Dynasty soldiers were cleaning the battlefield with tears in their eyes.

Looking at the mountain of corpses, there was not the slightest joy in their hearts to repel the Turkic iron horsemen, only endless desolation.

There are corpses all over the ground, including the people of Dingzhou, the women of Dingzhou, and the white-armored soldiers.

More of them, but they are Turkic iron riders!

With their military horses, how did they face these tens of thousands of Turkic iron horsemen?

And how did you kill these more than 10,000 Turkic barbarians?

One by one, they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the place where Shen Lang and those white-armored soldiers were lying.

Their hearts are filled with endless respect!

As a son of the Han family, as a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, it should be like this!