In the beginning, I set up a street stall in Datang

Chapter 69 The Final Charge (recommendation ticket requested)
The people in Chang'an city told each other the glorious achievements of the Blood Armored General with tears in their eyes, while touching their tears, they silently prayed for him in their hearts.

The endless sadness and desolation shrouded the sky of Chang'an City, so that the people in the Great Wall never showed a smile.

Inside the palace.

Li Xiuning, Princess of Pingyang, stood alone in the courtyard, staring at the direction of the frontier.

"General Blood Armor, where are you now? Have you ever been well?"

"You must not die without this princess's order."

Li Xiuning murmured foolishly, and two lines of hot tears flowed down uncontrollably, scratching her delicate cheeks.

Shen Lang's incomparably delicate cheeks, that decisive posture, and that tall back like a god of war descending to earth, kept appearing in her mind.

Scene after scene, lingering.

Little did she know that Shen Lang's figure not only remained in her mind, but was also deeply imprinted in her heart.

……

At this time, Li Er was discussing the plan of the Northern Expedition with Li Jing and others.

Although the soldiers and horses mobilized from all over had not yet fully arrived in Chang'an, Li Er couldn't bear the monstrous anger in his heart.

For countless nights, he dreamed that he had come to the frontier, above the frontier city.

Holding the Tianzi sword in his hand, he guarded the gate of the country with the frontier soldiers.

But when he woke up, he was in the palace.

The deep guilt and self-blame kept him awake at night.

He wanted to be the emperor through the ages, to become a wise king of a generation.

But the frontier was massacred by Turkic cavalry.

At this time, he could only worry in the palace.

How could he bear it?

Therefore, even though the army from Longnan Road had not yet arrived in Chang'an, he couldn't bear it anymore and was discussing the plan of the Northern Expedition with Li Jing and others.

He drove himself to conquer.

He wants to fight Jieli Khan to the death.

But as the news of General Xuejia came, the eyes of Li Er and the ministers instantly became moist.

In order to buy more time for Datang, the Blood Armored General charged the Turkic army.

How tragic?

Now his whereabouts are even more unknown, and his life and death are uncertain.

It made everyone feel a dull pain in their hearts.

"General Blood Armor, you must live. I will go to the border to take you home soon."

Li Er stared in the direction of the frontier, and whispered with tears streaming down his face.

……

After hearing the news that Youzhou was massacred and Dingzhou was an empty city, Princess Li Lizhi of Changle had already burst into tears.

"Queen, do you think Brother Dahai is still alive?"

Li Lizhi resisted the tears that welled up in her eyes, and asked Empress Changsun.

"Even the blood-armored general who has killed countless enemies is still alive and dead. What's more about that rural man?"

Empress Changsun sighed, and said helplessly to Li Lizhi.

"Brother Dahai is not a countryman, he is the number one hero in my Tang Dynasty!"

Li Lizhi stared at her swollen eyes, and said angrily to Empress Changsun.

"You are my princess of the Tang Dynasty, and what about him? He is just an unknown person who can only show off his bravery."

"Forget about him, he's not good enough for you!"

Empress Changsun gently stroked Li Lizhi's head while persuading her earnestly.

"I don't want beauty from anyone, but Big Brother Dahai."

Li Lizhi threw herself into Empress Changsun's arms and said coquettishly.

Faced with this daughter who was just in love, Empress Changsun was also helpless.

Who made her and Li Er spoil Li Lizhi too much?

……

At this time, in a remote small village in the frontier.

Shen Lang and Baima Yicong lay side by side on the ground to rest.

But now, with the [-] white horses he bought in exchange for ten years of longevity, there are only less than two hundred people left.

In order to break out of the siege of the Turkic cavalry, the rest of the White Horse Yi Cong died in the Death Valley.

In the past seven days, they had already forgotten how many Turkic cavalry they had killed.

In the past seven days, they had lost count of how many good brothers had died under the scimitars of the Turkic cavalry.

For the past seven days, they have been fighting and fleeing non-stop.

Now, they have been surrounded by the Turkic army.

But they were already exhausted and could no longer hold on.

Can you break out of the siege again?

Can you continue to delay time for Datang?

Haha!

Today's Shen Lang no longer wants these things extravagantly.

He only hoped that before he died, he could kill two more Turkic cavalry!

Shen Lang endured the heart-piercing pain in his body, and slowly got up from the ground.

He stared in the direction of Chang'an, and a monstrous hatred surged in his heart instantly.

That damned Li Er, let him lead a thousand Tang soldiers to support Youzhou.

However, all the thousand Tang soldiers died in battle, and none of them survived.

But he didn't regret coming to the frontier, let alone regret that he was about to die here.

Because he knew that everything he did was not for Li Er, but for Han Jia Erlang!

He hates Li Er and the court.

Rivers of blood are flowing against the frontier now, but the reinforcements from Datang have yet to arrive.

This group of damn dog officials, besides women and money, do they have the common people of the Tang Dynasty in their minds?
Thinking of women, his heart was full of helplessness and a little unwillingness.

Traveling to Datang, he has not yet gone to Pingkangfang to have a good time.

Even if you can't make the beautiful woman fall in love at first sight!
You can't go to hell to meet Hades, can you?

Isn't that embarrassing?

Thinking of his little maid who is a princess, Shen Lang's heart was filled with strong dissatisfaction.

Damn I'm about to die, and I didn't enjoy this kind of treatment!

My surname is Shen, and my first name is Lang, which means Dahai, but there is not even a single fish in Brother Dahai’s fish pond.

This is more useless than dying at the hands of Turkic bastards!
Recalling the time when he traveled to Datang, Shen Lang felt how happy he would be to find a big-breasted girl and bump him to death!
A deep helplessness and strong unwillingness filled his whole body in an instant.

"General, let's charge again! Even if we die, we must die on the way to the charge."

Shen Lang who was in a trance was awakened by the roar of a white horse Yi Cong.

Shen Lang slowly turned around and looked at the Baima Yicong, who numbered less than 200 people in front of him, and felt a deep sense of guilt and self-blame in his heart.

If it wasn't for him, how could there be only these good sons of the Han family?

His eyes slowly swept over the bodies of each of the white horse righteous men, trying to remember what each of them looked like.

But their faces were covered with blood, and their faces could no longer be seen clearly.

Shen Lang's heart couldn't help being sour, and he almost shed tears.

Not crying does not mean that he is strong, but that his tears have already dried up.

This group of wounded white horse Yicong, although they are all exhausted, are already at the end of their bow.

But at the end of their lives, they still wanted Shen Lang to live.

How to repay this kindness?
Only afterlife...

(End of this chapter)