What the?

All killed?

A deep shock quickly spread in Li Jing's heart.

Has the war been so fierce?

"The corpses of the Turkic iron horsemen were pressed one layer at a time, and the blood was like a river."

Qin Qiong couldn't cry as she spoke.

As a Tang general, he had no time to care about Qin Zichuan's life and death at this time.

The white-armored general has killed countless enemies and died on the battlefield, how tragic!

At this time, in addition to anger, there was endless sorrow in his heart.

"All ...... dead"

Li Jing muttered alone, tears raining down.

Even if he crisscrossed the battlefield and killed countless enemies.

But at this time, he couldn't accept this sad ending.

"Tomorrow, I will drive the expedition in person, if I can't avenge them, then I will accompany them to Huangquan!"

His Majesty Li Er was furious, and as he spoke, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

The surrounding ministers of civil and military affairs immediately shouted worriedly.

"Tell the world that those who follow me will not retreat. Even if I die, I will fight to the last man! I want to go to Huangquan with General Baijia! ”

His Majesty Li Er said in a hoarse voice.

"Your Majesty, by all means!"

The ministers of civil and military affairs immediately shouted in unison at His Majesty Li Er.

"Let's go and prepare."

His Majesty Li Er waved his hand and stopped.

He has already made up his mind to take the expedition in person, recover the frontier, and avenge General Baijia and others!

Even if you die in battle, you will die on the battlefield, not in the palace!

"General Baijia, you must wait for me, I will definitely take you home."

His Majesty Li Er raised his head and stared in the direction of the frontier, and silently made his oath.

……

With the departure of the civil and military ministers, the news of all the deaths in the frontier spread rapidly in Chang'an City.

"All ...... dead"

"It can't be! The White Armor General must still be alive! ”

"General Baijia is the god of war of my Tang Dynasty, how can he die."

"This must be a lie! Scout of the dog day, he must be blind. ”

The people of Chang'an roared angrily.

They just couldn't accept this tragic end.

They walked out of their homes one after another, kneeling in the direction of the frontier and weeping bitterly.

Inside Li Jing's house.

"What? All dead? ”

Li Shengnan asked in a choked voice.

"They are all dead, Your Majesty will drive the expedition tomorrow."

Li Jing said with red eyes and a choked voice.

"What about the White Armor General?"

Li Shengnan collapsed on the ground as he spoke.

"The corpses of the frontier are jealous, the blood flows backwards, and the white-armored general ......"

Li Jing really couldn't say it anymore, and tears pierced his cheeks full of the vicissitudes of life.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

It's just not to the sad place.

At this time, Datang, I don't know how many heroes and heroes, are crying sadly for Qin Zichuan.

"No, no, I haven't asked Your Majesty to marry us."

Li Shengnan shook his head and shouted.

She knew very well in her heart that the white armor general must be more than lucky.

But when she really faced this ending, she couldn't accept it.

"I'm going to the frontier to prepare for His Majesty's personal expedition."

Li Shengnan wiped the tears on his face and said to Li Jing.

"Why are you doing this?"

Li Jing stretched out his hand and stroked Li Shengnan's messy hair, and said with great heartache.

"Since you can't protect the person you love, then kill all the people you hate for him."

The endless sadness on Li Shengnan's body was instantly replaced by endless murderous aura.

"You have to be careful."

Li Jing knew that he couldn't persuade this stubborn daughter, so he agreed.

……

The red rabbit horse gallops across the frontier land.

But after fighting for so long, not only Qin Zichuan was tired, but the Red Rabbit Horse was also tired.

The horse's hooves are getting slower and weaker.

In the end, the red rabbit horse could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

One man and one horse, lying on the ground outside Youzhou City.

Qin Zichuan let the rain wash away the blood on his body.

This is where he and Hakuba Yoshicong first fought.

The red rabbit horse carried the scarred Qin Zichuan back here again.

Looking at the familiar scene, Qin Zichuan grinned and choked.

It's not a smile.

It seems to be crying but not crying.

Here, it seems that the oath of the White Horse Followers is still echoing: "Swear to follow the general!" ”

Here, for the first time, they fought side by side and recaptured Youzhou from the Turkic iron horsemen.

This is where they started.

But now, he was the only one who returned.

"Did you see that? God was touched by you. ”

Looking at the black and oppressive sky, facing the faint rain of blood, Qin Zichuan muttered alone.

"You fools, you still want to see the most beautiful girls and drink the strongest wine."

"It's okay to live and die, but why do you want to leave me alone in this world."

Qin Zichuan said and spoke, and he couldn't speak anymore.

His tears of blood have long since dried up.

His voice was hoarse.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he let the cold rain of blood lap on his cheeks, which did not match his age.

The past is like a movie, and it comes to mind one by one.

Those white horse servants who fought desperately for him, those bloody pictures.

Scene after scene.

So clear.

So sad!

But at this time, there was no one around him.

Three thousand white horses obeyed, all of them died, and there were not even corpses left.

Night covered the land.

One person.

One horse.

Lie down in the rain.

So lonely.

So sad!

Gradually, he let out a subtle snoring.

Even the red rabbit horse is too tired to walk, let alone him.

……

The only remaining people in Youzhou stood on the city wall with torches held high.

They stared into the distance, silently watching, looking forward to it.

They are waiting for those good men from Youzhou who died in battle, lighting the way home for them.

"Old one-armed, look, what's that!"

Goudan stretched out his hand and pointed to Fang Tian's halberd not far away, and shouted loudly.

Although Qin Zichuan fell, Fang Tian's halberd still stood proudly between heaven and earth as if protecting its master.

"What a familiar weapon."

The one-armed veteran raised his torch and squinted his eyes and muttered.

"It looks like the weapon of the White Armor General!"

The dog stared at his big black eyes and shouted excitedly.

"Go check it out!"

The one-armed veteran led the rest of the people and hurried out of the city gates.

"General White Armor!"

The one-armed veteran who walked in the front recognized Qin Zichuan from afar and rushed forward in stride.

"General! You wake up. ”

The dog shook Qin Zichuan's body and cried loudly.

"Stop the dog, the general is injured, hurry up and carry the general home."

As the one-armed veteran's words fell, everyone carried Qin Zichuan and the red rabbit horse back to Youzhou City.

……

The night shrouded Chang'an City, but it couldn't hide the sadness in the hearts of the people of Chang'an.

They spontaneously walked out of the house, holding white candles.

"General, go all the way!"

They knelt on the ground, choked out in the direction of the frontier.