Chapter 93: The Last Sword of the Central Plains Empire!

A white-haired soldier fell from his horse, covered in blood, and forced his last breath to report the enemy's situation.

Behind him, a chest-piercing arrow appeared in front of the audience, blood staining his armor red.

In the city of Qiuzi, a fire broke out!

At this time, there is another choice in front of Anxi Jun -

Surrender!

However, Guo Xin and the soldiers all raised their knives without hesitation.

"Brothers, today we are all going to die-"

Guo Xin and everyone know that the general trend has gone!

The rush of hundreds of thousands of troops is by no means something they can resist!

"However, we will die with glory, and we will fight for the Tang Dynasty! Die for the country! ”

"Hehe, since I came to Anxi, I have been prepared for this!"

"Hahaha...... Die? How have we ever been afraid of death, and when have we not died nine times in our lives?! ”

At this moment, the white-haired soldiers all stood up.

Guo Xin glanced at them and said with tears in his eyes:

"The city is full of gray hair, and you won't lose your sword!"

"After 50 years of independent resistance, how dare you forget Datang!"

"Hahaha, good poetry, Guo Shuai, after all these years of patronizing the war, we have almost forgotten your talent!"

"Guo Shuai, take us to fight for the last time for Datang!"

While everyone responded, Guo Xin picked up his knife and got on the horse, aimed at the direction of Tubo's attack, and raised his Mo knife.

Hundreds of white-haired soldiers rode on their horses together, and they also raised their swords!

"In the name of the protector of the capital of Anxi, I give the last military order-"

Guo Xin's Mo knife is raised high in the ancient and modern mirrors!

The attention of the Tibetan army and the audience was all attracted!

I saw Guo Xin under the command of a knife, and then galloped on the horse, bursting out:

"Anyone who dares to call for troops to the Tang Dynasty will be beheaded!!"

"No!"

"No!"

Da-da-da, da-da-da!

Hundreds of figures, who had no strength to straighten up, galloped towards the fire that had ignited in Qiuzi City.

In front of them were several Tibetan flags that were being raised.

And beside Guo Xin, there was always a person, holding a flag with brilliant big characters written on it-

Tang Dynasty!

"Kill, kill!!"

……

Until the moment when the city of Qiuzi was completely breached.

This flag is still being guarded by this old white-haired soldier......

He and the flagpole are the fulcrum of each other, and he always stands in the city of Qiuzi.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The fire continued to spread, and on the Tang Army's side, only Guo Xin was left.

At this time, Guo Xin's armor had been cut out of countless cracks, and blood continued to pour out of the cracks.

From time to time, he wanted to close his eyes, but he quickly opened them, staring directly at the invading Tibetan enemy.

Mo Dao was always held by him.

The Tubo general led by Zhengse said: "Surrender, Bao'er is all corpses." ”

The corners of Guo Xin's mouth grinned, and blood gushed out along the corners of his mouth, as if he had heard a big joke.

He didn't respond, just picked up the Mo knife with one hand and let out a heart-rending roar, so as to endure the severe pain and rush forward with a staggering step.

The audience's eyes turned red instantly, they never thought that there would be such a war in the history of China!

How much is there in the end, it's a brilliant history that they don't know!

In the end, how many Chinese ancestors are sprinkled with blood in this heroic land!

Only then did everyone realize that in the history of China, whether it was a strong stage or a weak stage, countless people left an indelible epic.

And the condensation of these epic bits and pieces has become the pride of the Chinese people alone, and has become the backbone of countless Chinese people thousands of years later!

"Woo woo, Guo Shuai surrender, we won't scold you, don't go!"

Countless Chinese viewers knocked out the barrage, and some people immediately replied:

"But how could he vote, he is Guo Ziyi's nephew!"

"He is even more, a soldier of Datang!"

In the picture, Guo Xin has approached the enemy general, his footsteps are on the blood of his dead brother, he is on the corpse of the enemy, he jumps, and raises his sword high!

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly turned red!

He wanted to make a sound, but he was afraid of breaking the atmosphere.

He wants to tell all the modern audiences to take a good look at this knife!

This knife is the last knife that the Tang Empire has swung to the outside world!

It is the last time that the Han Dynasty will swing in the Western Regions!

After this sword, the control of the Western Regions of the Huaxia Dynasty was not restored until a thousand years later!

This knife was wielded by the white-haired Anxi Army, an army that has been guarding the lonely city for more than 40 years!

Just when the audience was extremely sad, a deafening sound suddenly sounded in the Daming Palace!

"Kill!"

"Kill !!"

Who sent this?

Everyone followed the sound and saw that Emperor Taizong Li Shimin beat the war drum again!

It's just that five minutes have passed since the trial function, and Guo Xin hasn't heard it.

But this war drum is still resounding in the Daming Palace!

"Kill! Kill! ”

The voices of the guards followed!

Lu Ming suddenly felt regretful, if Guo Xin could hear it......

Wait a minute!

An incredible thought suddenly popped up in his mind, Lu Ming's body changed suddenly, and a space-time gate quickly wrapped him!

In less than a millisecond, he appeared near Anxi City, and with a movement of his heart, a mirror image of ancient and modern times appeared in Guo Xin's ears.

In this way, he could hear the voice of Emperor Taizong!

The accompanying side effect is that the mirror image on Li Shimin's side disappeared because of Lu Ming's absence, and he couldn't see the picture on Guo Xin's side!

But it doesn't matter, he is the emperor immediately, you can think of what Guo Xin will do!

At the moment when he noticed Lu Ming's disappearance, Li Shimin immediately understood his intentions, and still did not stop the drumming.

But Guo Xin didn't seem to hear it, and he was still running with all his might!

The eyes of the audience were fixed on him, and they shouted with Emperor Taizong:

"Kill, kill!!"

Before that, they had always wanted Guo Xin to surrender, believing that it was an impossible battle to win.

In that case, then why not surrender?

It wasn't until Emperor Taizong shouted the word "kill" that many viewers came to their senses!

"Hemp, we were thinking about surrendering just now?"

"Our bodies are full of Qin, Han and Tang Ming's blood!"

"In this case, we should fight until the last moment!"

"That's it, when did we become so cowardly, the enemy is coming to the city, and they want to take away our territory, we still want to surrender, throw a fart, that's not almost like a traitor!"

"Kill, kill!!"

In front of the live broadcast room, more and more viewers cheered for Guo Xin, and the patriotism of countless Chinese audiences was aroused!

The practical significance of dialogue between the past and the present is influencing the whole world in a subtle form!

And this scene is warning all foreigners that the Tang soul is still there, the descendants of the Qin, Han and Tang Ming-

No Seeds!

Looking at this killing word, many foreigners showed solemn expressions.

Although they were separated from the screen, they had no doubt that if there was really a foreign invasion at this time, then these people who shouted to kill would definitely fight for the country nine times out of ten!

I won't think about surrendering like I did at the beginning!

No, this kind of culture must not be allowed to prevail in China!

Countless people with ulterior motives for China have developed a strong hostility towards dialogue between the past and the present.

But at this time.

"Poof!"