Seeing Zhang Zhi, who was like a beggar, being carried away, everyone's hearts were sour.

Li Shimin slowly opened Zhang Deyun's last letter, and suddenly his muscles burst out!

Calico.

Blood Book.

Those words, like a sharp dagger, stabbed Li Shimin's heart fiercely.

He trembled.

His eyes were red.

He's bruised!

Li Jiancheng, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others all came over curiously.

But when they saw the masterpiece book of Zhang Deyun, the assassin of Dingzhou, they couldn't help but wet their eyes one by one.

Zhang Deyun's last letter was circulated back and forth among the ministers of civil and military affairs.

There was no noisy chatter, only the "ticking" of tears.

The endless desolation of Dingzhou is constantly spreading in the Hanyuan Palace.

"Woohoo!"

Li Shimin directly smashed the peace book he had just written.

"King Qin!"

The ministers exclaimed at Li Shimin.

"The soldiers of Dingzhou did not retreat, and the whole army died in battle."

"The people of Dingzhou are stubbornly defending their homes, and all of them are dying on the battlefield."

"Your Majesty personally led 3,000 cavalry to fight the Turkic army of 30,000."

"They are using blood and flesh to cast the proud bones of my Datang and the backbone of my Datang!"

"Blood must be paid with blood!"

Li Shimin's eyes were red, and he yelled with bruised muscles.

"Are you ministers so afraid of death? Isn't it even as good as the people of Dingzhou? ”

Li Jiancheng glanced around and asked with the anger in his heart.

As his words fell, the ministers who had just wanted to open their mouths to persuade immediately closed their mouths obediently.

Oh, yes!

Are we not even as good as the people of Dingzhou?

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

Wife and children.

For the sake of their homeland, they took up arms and stood on the city walls!

And he is in the palace, in the hall that thousands of people yearn for, but he wants to negotiate peace.

Are we really inferior to those Dingzhou people?

Suddenly, a sense of shame rose in the hearts of all the ministers.

"Send troops, fight to the death with the Turkic fragments!"

Li Jiancheng raised his arms and said.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Those generals who had long been unable to bear it roared with red eyes.

They have long wanted to go into battle and kill the enemy!

Even if you die on the battlefield, it's much better than talking about bullshit here!

……

Outside Dingzhou.

At this time, Li Aoxue was discussing countermeasures with his lieutenant general and several personal guards.

"General, when will our reinforcements arrive?"

"I don't know."

"Then are we stationed in Dingzhou, or are we going back to restore our lives?"

"I don't know."

Li Aoxue was extremely irritable in her heart, turned her head and glared at her lieutenant fiercely.

This is Li Jing's cronies, and he follows Li Aoxue around to protect her safety on the battlefield.

But at this time, Li Aoxue couldn't wait to kill him!

The soldiers of Dingzhou did not retreat, and the whole army died in battle.

In order to protect their homeland, the people of Dingzhou stained the land of Dingzhou with blood.

Resurrection?

How can this life be restored?

His Majesty led 3,000 cavalry and fought against tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry, but they never retreated half a step.

As a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, how can he retire?

At this time, Li Xuanba's singing voice came from outside.

"Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shi Guan"

"The Long March has not yet returned"

"But make the dragon city fly in"

"Don't teach Humadu Yinshan"

"You can't scribble when you talk about love and hate"

"The drums of war beat and beat"

"Make a vow with trust, I will survive"

Li Xuanba's hoarse voice was full of sad singing, drifting away with the wind.

It seems to be seeing off the people of Dingzhou.

It's as if I'm singing to myself.

Li Aoxue strode out of the tent, looked at Li Xuanba and the others in the distance, and was immediately stunned.

I saw that he led the only remaining more than 100 white horse righteous servants, and was collecting the corpses of those Dingzhou soldiers and people who died in battle!

They carried the bloody corpse and chanted in low voices.

They worked in pairs, carrying the soldiers who had died on the battlefield, and the line was long.

The scene is tragic!

The picture is bleak!

……

Li Aoxue and the eight thousand Tang soldiers watched silently, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Although they were all eight-foot-tall men, at this time, looking at the scene in front of them, their eyes were red one by one.

"What are they doing here?"

Li Aoxue couldn't help but ask.

"They are collecting the bodies of dead soldiers, it seems to be their agreement before they died."

A Tang soldier next to him said in a deep voice.

"What agreement?"

Li Aoxue looked at Li Xuanba's long line of corpses and asked stupidly.

"The living, collect the bodies of the dead."

A Tang soldier burst into tears as he spoke.

Where is this agreement, this is death-seeking!

Tens of thousands of Dingzhou people died on the battlefield like this.

Of the tens of thousands, only a hundred of them survived.

How tragic!

The eight thousand soldiers clenched their fists one by one, stared at their moist eyes, and silently looked at Li Xuanba and them.

……

When Li Xuanba put the last Dingzhou people into the earthen pit, everyone surrounded the earthen pit.

A large pit like a football field, filled with cold corpses.

Although their bodies were cold, their expressions of seeing death as if they were at home were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

They used their blood and flesh to forge the backbone of this descendant of Yan and Huang!

"I'm sorry for you, I kept the country, but I couldn't keep you."

Li Xuanba said as tears pierced his vicissitudes of life.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you. Blood debt and blood repayment! ”

Li Xuanba clenched his fists and yelled hysterically.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

More than a hundred white horses roared angrily, and the sun after the rain was instantly obscured by dark clouds.

The 8,000 Tang soldiers not far away were also deeply infected, and they couldn't help but shout.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

The sound was deafening.

It reverberates for a long time on the land of Dingzhou.

Then Li Xuanba and the others picked up a handful of loess with both hands and slowly sprinkled it on this group of Dingzhou heroes who regarded death as home.

There are no tombstones.

There are no graves.

This group of Dingzhou people lay quietly outside Dingzhou City, staring at the home they guarded with their lives.

……

"What's next for you?"

Li Aoxue slowly walked up to Li Xuanba, looked at his vicissitudes of cheeks and asked.

"Revenge! Blood debt must be paid with blood! ”

Li Xuanba replied categorically.

This is his promise to the people of Dingzhou.

This is his oath to the people of Dingzhou.

"How can you take revenge?"

Li Aoxue asked with a frown.

"So what?"

Li Xuanba said and looked up and laughed with a presumptuous "haha".

"You're dying for nothing!"

Facing Li Xuanba, who was carried away by hatred, Li Aoxue reminded loudly on the side.

"Someone will pay with their life for this, so why should I go?"

Li Xuanba ignored Li Aoxue's existence as he spoke.

"Go back to the city to rest and get ready for revenge!".

Li Xuanba turned his head and shouted loudly at the more than a hundred white horse righteous servants.

Looking at the back of Li Xuanba's old man who was pulled, everyone was stunned for a moment.