Li Xuanba turned his head and glanced at the people of Dingzhou behind him, and his heart was full of emotion.

There is no shortage of icing on the cake.

There are even fewer people who send charcoal in the snow.

But this crowd will go with them to their death!

"Slaughter all the Turkic miscellaneous pieces and die on the battlefield!"

Li Xuanba said and rode out of the city gate.

3,000 white horses, plus more than 1,000 strong men in Dingzhou, less than 5,000 people.

Now they want 5,000 battles against the Turks, and 50,000 troops.

It's not that Li Xuanba doesn't want to guard the city gate, but these three thousand white horses are righteous, and only by charging can they show their true strength!

"Kill! Slaughter the Turkic miscellaneous pieces! ”

Li Xuanba yelled as he turned on the Bleeding More Than Skill Skill.

With the blessing of skills, Bai Mayi immediately replenished the number of people to 3,000.

What's more, the three thousand white horse righteousness skyrocketed from combat effectiveness in an instant.

Even Li Xuanba felt that his combat effectiveness had improved significantly.

Li Xuanba led 3,000 white horse righteous followers, and immediately fought with the Turkic army of 50,000.

"Kill! Slaughter the Turkic miscellaneous pieces! ”

"Martyrdom for the country, death on the battlefield!"

The shouts of the Dingzhou heroes who regard death as their home are so desolate and tragic!

"Boom!"

Li Xuanba led 3,000 white horse retinues, and instantly collided with 50,000 Turkic iron horsemen.

Suddenly, people turned on their backs, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

With the blessing of skills, the three thousand white horses are like a meat grinder, and the Turkic miscellaneous pieces are bleeding endlessly.

Zhang Deyun and the others were immediately stunned.

Three thousand white horse righteous followers, their strength is so amazing!

In the yellow sand, they saw that Li Xuanba had entered the center of the Turkic army alone.

Shock!

A deep shock rose in the hearts of everyone.

"Kill!"

"Fight with this bunch of crumbs!"

"Martyrdom for the country, death on the battlefield!"

The strong men of Dingzhou shouted and fought desperately.

They put their own life and death on the line, and only want to die on the battlefield and die for their country!

Dying on the battlefield is their best destination!

Martyrdom is their greatest glory!

Li Xuanba was dressed in flame armor, stained with blood.

The Green Dragon Glaive Knife kept harvesting the Turkic fragments.

He rushed to the front first, and three thousand white horses split the two sides, like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the Turkic army.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter the Turkic minuse!"

"Die on the battlefield and die for your country!"

The shouts came and went, and everyone fought with the Turkic iron cavalry with the determination to die.

With the blessing of the skill's bloodshed, the three thousand white horses slaughtered countless Turkic miscellaneous pieces.

However, the Turkic army was too numerous.

5,000 vs. 50,000, how easy is it to say?

Seeing the white horse Yicong beside him fall to the ground one after another, Li Xuanba's eyes were red, and the anger in his heart was "rubbing".

And those Dingzhou strong men led by Zhang Deyun were even more casualties.

Corpses are everywhere, and the picture is terrible!

……

At this time, Li Aoxue led 8,000 soldiers to the direction of Dingzhou.

She wants to find Li Xuanba and see why he recovered Youzhou!

Although she knew that she was not Li Xuanba's opponent, this battle was not a competition.

You can't win by force alone!

But the prodigal son in her heart has created miracles again and again.

makes Li Aoxue eager to press Li Xuanba to the ground right now and study it carefully.

"The whole army accelerates!"

Li Aoxue's face was heavy and she shouted loudly.

"Report to the general, a deserter has been caught ahead!"

The scout in front shouted.

Deserter?

"Bring it to me!"

Li Aoxue said coldly.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were killing the enemy in blood, and the people were miserable.

There are even deserters!

After a while, two soldiers dragged a young man to Li Aoxue.

"Let me go! I'm not a deserter! ”

The boy shouted desperately.

"If you're not a deserter, why are you fleeing?"

A soldier next to him kicked the boy to the ground with one kick.

"I am the son of Zhang Deyun, the assassin of Dingzhou, and I went to Chang'an with my father's letter for help."

The young man didn't care about patting the dirt on his hand, and said in a choked voice.

Li Aoxue frowned, looking at the young man in front of him condescendingly.

At this time, the young man raised his head and stared at her.

"I see you're a little arrogant, why did you run away?"

Li Aoxue asked at the young man.

"I'm not a deserter! There is not a single deserter in Dingzhou! Even the people have gone into battle to kill the enemy, how can there be deserters? ”

The young man stared at Li Aoxue viciously and said angrily.

"It's a long way from here to Chang'an, and when your reinforcements come, Dingzhou will have already been slaughtered."

Li Aoxue said coldly.

"No, it won't! The Son of Heaven guards the country, they will definitely wait for me to go back! ”

The boy's eyes turned red as he spoke.

Li Aoxue frowned when she heard this.

The Son of Heaven guards the country?

Could it be that Li Xuanba, a disciple, is also in Dingzhou?

"Show me your last letter."

Li Aoxue immediately ordered.

The young man did not resist, and took out Zhang Deyun's last letter from his arms.

Li Aoxue opened it and was shocked.

Red handwriting, written on white cloth.

Could it be that Dingzhou has reached the point of life and death?

"You must send this letter to Chang'an!"

Li Aoxue returned the letter to the young man as she spoke.

"Give him a horse."

Li Aoxue's words had not yet fallen, and the horse galloped away in the direction of Dingzhou.

……

Outside Dingzhou City, the battle has reached a white-hot stage.

Three thousand white horses are righteous, and at this time there are less than two thousand.

And Zhang Deyun almost all of them died on the battlefield and died in martyrdom!

"Kill!"

"Brothers, I'll go first, don't forget to collect my body if you survive!"

"Brother wait for me! If you want to die together, it's good to be a companion on Huangquan Road! ”

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The Dingzhou Zhuangding led by Zhang Deyun fell in a pool of blood one by one.

Li Xuanba roared "ah", and cut over a Turkic miscellaneous piece with a single sword.

Then the Turkic fragment next to him slashed him in the shoulder.

Li Xuanba returned with a knife and cut off his head.

"Your Majesty, you must hold Dingzhou."

A Dingzhou strong man was stabbed in the chest by a Turkic scimitar as he spoke.

"Be careful!"

As Li Xuanba's words fell, a white horse was cut off the horse.

Then he was trampled into a pulp by the horse's hooves!

Li Xuanba's eyes moistened instantly, and his heart set off a monstrous anger.

"Give me death!"

Li Xuanba was like crazy, constantly killing the Turkic miscellaneous pieces.

"Surround me and kill them one by one!"

The Turkic general Shi Zhenxiang shouted.

Since you can fight, then Lao Tzu will exhaust you with crowd tactics!

The Turkic army is like a flood, endless, and inexhaustible!

A white horse fell from the fall.

The wounds on Li Xuanba's body are also increasing one by one.

They're fighting the trapped beasts!