Nine years of martial arts.

Datang can be described as an eventful time.

The heaven-killing Li Er launched the Xuanwumen Incident.

And at the same time that Qin Zichuan was sent to Youzhou to hone his training.

Jieli Khan took advantage of the turmoil in the Tang Dynasty and personally led 200,000 iron cavalry to the south.

He wants to stain the Central Plains with blood!

Youzhou.

The blood-colored remnant sun covered the corpse-strewn land.

The heavy smell of blood wafted far away with the wind.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The war drums outside Youzhou City are like thunder.

Countless Turkic horsemen rushed towards the city walls.

Shouting to kill.

Screams.

Intertwined, it makes people shudder.

"Kill!"

"Catch the two-legged sheep alive in the city!"

"There are delicate two-legged sheep in the city, and the warriors rush it!"

At this time, the people in the city were no longer human in the eyes of the Turkic barbarians.

They are two-legged sheep!

The old ones can be roasted and eaten to satisfy hunger.

and the mother, and the tender, are to be enjoyed.

There was a bloodthirsty glint in the eyes of this group of Turkic barbarians.

They set up ladders, raised their shields, and scrambled to climb the walls.

The scarred soldiers of Youzhou are stuck on the crumbling city wall.

They had long forgotten that this was the first time the Turkic cavalry had charged.

They only remember to hold on and not retreat!

Because behind them are their wives and children, and tens of thousands of people in Youzhou.

In this battle, they had no choice.

Only to hold on and not retreat!

As the last remnant of the sun disappeared in the sky.

The gate of Youzhou collapsed with a "boom".

"The north gate has been breached, run!"

"Run! The Turkic Miscellaneous has come in! ”

"Everyone, run towards the south gate."

"Run, I'll be your queen!"

"Brothers, for the sake of my people in Youzhou, kill!"

……

Qin Zichuan all the way to the north.

But the farther north you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Could it be that the Turks really went south?

Could it be that Youzhou has been lost?

"Youzhou hold on, the master is here to guard the city gate."

Qin Zichuan silently prayed for Youzhou in his heart.

The red rabbit horse seemed to feel the murderous aura in the owner's heart, and the horse's hooves flew, leaving afterimages.

At this time, the corpses in Youzhou City were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

The Tang Dynasty soldiers who defended Youzhou died in order to cover the escape of the people, and suffered countless casualties.

On the streets, a group of Turkic barbarians was slaughtering the city.

"Look, there's a flock of two-legged sheep ahead."

"There's even a mother!"

"We've got a good mouth tonight."

The group of Turkic barbarians laughed insolently as they chased after the crowd in front.

"Look where you're going!"

"Such a delicate two-legged sheep, let grandpa eat it well!"

A Turkic barbarian said with reflective eyes.

In the face of their animal-like gaze, the little girl cried out in fright.

"You beasts are not as good as the wretch, and you have the ability to rush at me."

A middle-aged woman said and hugged her daughter in her arms.

"Look for death!"

Before the Turkic barbarian's words fell, the middle-aged woman was slashed in a pool of blood.

"Mother! Mother! ”

The little girl cried out helplessly.

"I like the way you cry and scream!"

As he spoke, the Turkic barbarian pounced on the little girl.

"Stop!"

As the words fell, a group of scarred Youzhou soldiers rushed over.

"Kill!"

The Turkic barbarians rode their horses and rushed over.

One charged down, this group of Tang soldiers died to death, and the captured were captured.

"Woohoo!"

A Turkic barbarian simply pressed the little girl to the ground and reached out to tear her clothes.

"A dog that is not as good as a beast has the ability to come at me!"

The captured Tang soldiers next to him roared angrily.

"Turkic miscellaneous, I* your grandma!"

A hysterical roar sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of the Turkic barbarians.

He is Li Dabiao, the governor of Youzhou.

I saw that he rushed to the Turkic barbarians, who were going to do the things of beasts, and rushed forward.

"You're a bastard."

As his words fell, the Turkic barbarians were thrown to the ground by him.

"Give me death!"

Li Dabiao opened his mouth as he spoke, and kissed the Turkic barbarian's neck.

Yes, he opened his mouth wide and kissed the Turkic crumb's neck fiercely.

"Ahh

With a scream of pain.

Li Dabiao directly bit off a piece of the Turkic barbarian's flesh in one bite.

Blood spurted out in an instant.

He actually bit off the major artery in the neck of the Turkic barbarian.

"Ahh

The Turkic barbarians clutched their necks and screamed in pain.

And Li Dabiao raised his proud head,

The hideous face stained with blood.

The look of death in his eyes.

The blood-dripping mouth......

At this time, Li Dabiao was like a demon from hell.

The surrounding Turkic barbarians were immediately stunned.

"Boom!"

As the sound of the Turks falling to the ground fell, the group of Turkic barbarians reacted from the shock just now.

"Damn two-legged sheep, aren't you afraid of death?"

The Turkic barbarian who reacted kicked Li Dabiao to the ground with one kick, stepped on his chest and asked viciously.

"I am a descendant of Yan Huang, a descendant of the dragon, how can I be afraid of you miscellaneous people?"

Li Dabiao swallowed the meat in his mouth and said disdainfully.

Although trampled under the feet of the Turkic barbarians.

But pride was written all over his face!

The pride of being a descendant of Yan and Huang!

Pride to be a descendant of the dragon!

"Damn Han Chinese!"

The Turkic barbarian roared angrily, and reached out and pulled out the dagger at his waist.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sharp dagger stabbed Li Dabiao in the stomach.

Blood stained his clothes red in an instant.

But he couldn't pierce his pride as a descendant of Yan and Huang!

"The bones of our descendants of Yan and Huang are much harder than your daggers!"

Li Dabiao laughed presumptuously.

Then "Wow" spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Captain!"

The captured Tang soldiers next to him watched the dagger go in and out of Li Dabiao's stomach, and go out and out.

They all shouted with red eyes and choked up.

"We are the descendants of the dragon, how can we be afraid of these beasts!"

The surrounding Datang soldiers yelled hysterically.

Their eyes are red!

They're bruised!

They look at death as home!

"Lan Lan is also a descendant of the dragon, and Lan Lan is not afraid of this group of beasts."

The little girl reached out and touched her tears, raised her head and said.

Facing her death-defying expression.

Look at the horrific corpse of his companion.

This group of Turkic minions had no interest in ravaging Lan Lan.

"Slaughter these damned two-legged sheep!"

The Turkic barbarians led roared angrily.

"As a descendant of Yan Huang, although he dies, he has no regrets!"

The captured Tang soldiers shouted disdainfully in the face of the cold scimitar of the Turkic fragments.

Their voices are full of pride!

Pride is written all over their faces!

"I want to see if it's the hard bones of your Han people, or the hard scimitars of our Turkic warriors!"

The Turkic barbarian said with a sneer.

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