The Turkic army must be looking for the White Armor General!

The thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.

"The White Armor General is still alive!"

"General Baijia must still be alive!"

The crowd shouted excitedly.

Li Shengnan's face instantly showed a smile as bright as a flower, and his heart was even more excited.

An army of 10,000 forwards, they could not hide the joy in their hearts.

The news that General Baijia was still alive made them forget the fatigue of day and night.

One by one, they are in good spirits!

"Hurry up!"

With Li Shengnan's order, the army continued to run wildly.

……

Qin Zichuan single-handedly fought out of Youzhou City, and immediately attracted the attention of the Turkic iron cavalry.

"Look! White Armor General! ”

A Turkic barbarian stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Zichuan and shouted.

"The Khan has an order, and those who kill the white-armored generals will be rewarded heavily."

"Brothers, kill!"

This team of twenty or thirty people immediately shouted loudly and rushed towards Qin Zichuan.

……

The corners of Qin Zichuan's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a helpless smile.

"Turkic bastards, come and kill me!"

Qin Zichuan shouted mockingly at the Turkic Iron Horse.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have killed this group of Turkic miscellaneous people a long time ago, and used their blood to pay tribute to those dead Tang Dynasty soldiers.

But now he is scarred, and behind him are the only hundreds of people in Youzhou.

If he fights to the death, life and death are trivial matters, and leading the war to Youzhou again is the outcome he dare not face.

So he chose to run away.

Even if you can't escape, let the people of Youzhou escape the war.

Qin Zichuan clamped the horse's belly with his legs fiercely, and galloped on the horse.

"General Baijia wants to run, report to the Khan quickly!"

A Turkic barbarian, shouting while chasing after him.

The red rabbit horse seemed to feel the crisis of its owner, and the horse's hooves were flying.

After a while, they threw the Turkic iron horsemen behind them so far away that they couldn't even see the horse's buttocks.

Qin Zichuan just breathed a sigh of relief, and then a Turkic squad of dozens of people appeared in front of him.

His heart couldn't help but "chuckle".

it!

Not good!

He was just about to turn around and continue to escape.

But at this time, this Turkic team also discovered Qin Zichuan's figure.

"Look! White Armor General! ”

"Brothers, kill!"

"The white armor general is seriously injured, brothers kill!"

The Turkic knights roared and rushed to kill.

"A bunch of miscellaneous people, come and kill Lao Tzu!"

Qin Zichuan said and looked up and laughed with a presumptuous "haha".

"Kill!"

"Don't let the White Armor General escape!"

The Turkic knights shouted desperately, wielding their scimitars and slaughtering them.

Qin Zichuan galloped wildly.

The Turkic cavalry behind him was in hot pursuit.

The shouts of killing immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Turkic iron horsemen.

After a while, there were more and more Turkic iron horsemen behind Qin Zichuan.

……

"What a bunch of mad dogs!"

Qin Zichuan turned his head to look at the black-pressed Turkic iron rider behind him, his face full of helplessness.

But he didn't have any fear.

The reason why he did this was just that he didn't want to affect the people of Youzhou.

And now, his purpose has been achieved.

"Brothers, I'm coming!"

Looking at Dingzhou City not far away, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

The rain was dripping, and it still kept falling, but it couldn't wash away the blood all over the ground.

Outside the city of Dingzhou, corpses were everywhere, and the blood was washed by the rain, and it flowed into a river.

The red rabbit horse stepped on the corpse of the Turkic iron horseman, the horse's hooves flying, and the speed was still unabated.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Qin Zichuan tightened the reins.

The red rabbit raised its front hooves and raised its head and roared.

One person and one horse, stopped outside the city of Dingzhou.

He looked at the small hill not far away, where was the new home of the people of Dingzhou.

Although there is no tombstone, the expressions of death as if they were at home, and the iron bones are all vivid.

Those white horse servants who lay down and never woke up.

Those Dingzhou soldiers who did not retreat.

Those Dingzhou people who went into battle to kill the enemy.

Scene after scene slowly passed in front of Qin Zichuan's eyes.

"I'm back."

Qin Zichuan burst into tears as he spoke.

"Walk slowly on the Huangquan Road, I'm coming to you."

Qin Zichuan said and raised his head "haha" and laughed.

The momentum of the world's eyes.

The look of death at home.

The frightened surrounding Turkic iron horsemen were terrified.

One by one, they cautiously wandered around Qin Zichuan.

Although Qin Zichuan had already been surrounded at this time, they did not dare to act rashly.

The fear that the White Armor General brought to them had long been deeply imprinted in the deepest part of their souls.

Even though the white-armored general was seriously injured at this time, it couldn't erase the fear in their hearts.

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Charge!"

Qin Zichuan held up the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and roared hysterically.

Although Bai Ma Yicong has already died on the battlefield.

But in Qin Zichuan's heart, Bai Ma Yicong was still by his side.

The white horse is still there, and if you don't die, you will charge!

"Kill!"

"Kill the white-armored general, go back to the Khan to receive the reward!"

"Kill!"

The hundreds of iron horsemen gathered around roared loudly and rushed towards Qin Zichuan to kill.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Qin Zichuan held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand and kept waving it.

Fang Tian's halberd had a bloodthirsty light, and every time he danced, he would see blood.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Zichuan slashed several Turkic iron horsemen.

But he was seriously injured, and every time he exerted his strength, there was a heart-rending pain that deeply irritated his nerves.

The wounds that had not yet healed were torn open again, and blood gushed out instantly.

His whole body was suddenly drenched in blood.

The hot blood stained the red rabbit horse, along his boots, and sprinkled on the land of Dingzhou.

"Kill!"

"General Baijia is dying!"

"Kill!"

The Turkic knight roared, waving the scimitar in his hand.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The Fang Tian painting halberd in Qin Zichuan's hand immediately killed a Turkic miscellaneous on the opposite side.

But the countless Turkic scimitars around him also fell on his back.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, his red-dyed white armor was directly cut off by the Turkic scimitar.

The white armor fell to the ground, and the green silk flew.

"Ahh

Qin Zichuan looked up to the sky and roared.

He was drenched in blood and had a hideous face, like a demon from hell.

……

"Report to the general, a large number of Turkic iron cavalry are gathering in the direction of Dingzhou!"

The scout came out of nowhere to report.

Listening to the shouting and killing sound coming from the wind, smelling the heavy smell of blood, Li Shengnan's little heart suddenly cramped.

"The White Armor General must be in front!"

Li Shengnan shouted while constantly slapping the sitting war horse.

She wanted to be faster, faster.

……

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Qin Zichuan was like crazy, constantly waving the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, harvesting the lives of the Turkic Iron Horseman.

But behind him, a sharp Turkic scimitar fell on his back.