Chapter 117
The meritorious service is overwhelming, this word can't be more suitable for Duan Xiaofan.

Now that the battle was not over, Li Er began to worry deeply about his prestige.

The prodigal son responded a hundred times, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty worshiped him endlessly.

If the war had ended, the story of the prodigal son's Niucha would have spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, one can imagine the prestige of the prodigal son, whether in the army or among the people.
Li Er's eyes on the prodigal son began to become complicated.

It has to be said that the emperor's gaze is far away!
Especially for a hero like Li Er, he sees farther than anyone else.

"Kill! Slaughter all the Turkic barbarians!"

Li Er stabilized his mind, brandished the Son of Heaven sword and roared angrily.

Regardless of whether the prodigal son has made great achievements, or whether he has threatened Li Er's imperial power, these are things for later, at least after this battle is over!
"Kill all the Turkic offal!"

"Blood debts are paid in blood, you will never die, kill!"

"The Great Tang will win! Your Majesty will win!"

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty roared loudly like they were going crazy, fighting without fear of life and death.

And the Turkic iron cavalry is not bragging, it is really not afraid of death, it is really a group of lunatics!

Especially the wolf riders, all of them had blood in their eyes, like hungry wolves.

As the fighting continued, corpses littered the banks of the Weishui River.

The hot blood flowed into the river, dyeing the river red.

The strong smell of blood drifted far, far away with the wind.

At this time, the banks of the Weishui River are like a purgatory on earth.

War is cruel.

In particular, this national war with all its strength is extremely bloody and cruel.

There are corpses all over the ground, stumped limbs all over the place, and the sadness is unspeakable.

Duan Xiaofan led [-] tiger and leopard riders, and with the blessing of the attribute of killing all directions with magical skills, they slaughtered non-stop in the Turkic army like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

Wherever they went, people turned their backs on their backs.

And the Turkic cavalry rushed in like a tide, and one piece after another died.

The leaderless Turkic army has long been unstable.

If they hadn't held the idea of ​​beheading the prodigal son one by one, they might have already fled around.

Because they all want to cut off the heads of the prodigal sons, and they all want to use the heads of the prodigal sons to prove their strength and become the next Khan of the grassland.

But as the fighting continued, these Turkic barbarians became confused.

Is this little boy still human?

Wasn't he about to die before?
Isn't he dying soon?

How do you become more courageous now?

Recalling the prodigal son's previous record, this group of Turkic cavalry realized that they were wrong.

Their hearts began to be timid and fearful.

"This little boy is not human!"

"Khan is dead, who will save us!"

Those Turkic iron cavalry who had been killed out of courage, shouted and fled around.

But when they turned the horse's head, they were desperate in an instant.

Because behind them, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were rushing towards them.

Want to escape?
At this time, can you still escape?

And the target of the prodigal son is not this group of Turkic barbarians who have softened, but those Turkic elites - wolf riders!
As the battle continued, he discovered the special features of this group of wolves.

Not only are they more powerful in combat, but they are also more [-]B.

As if they were not afraid of death, they rushed towards the prodigal son one by one.

But in the end, they all died tragically under the knife of three thousand tiger and leopard riders.

It has to be said that this group of wolf cavalry is the real Turkic cavalry!

Even though the prodigal son hated this group of Turkic barbarians, he had to say that they were opponents worthy of respect!
Like the tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers, they are brave soldiers who are not afraid of death!
For them, there is only charge, not life and death
The light rain in the sky kept falling, as if to wash away the blood of the earth.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but the Weishui River finally calmed down.

Except for the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were scarred and bruised, there was no one else.

As for the Turkic cavalry, only corpses were left on the ground.

The Turkic cavalry chased and killed the prodigal son and three thousand tiger and leopard cavalry, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty chased and killed the Turkic cavalry.

But until now, Li Er and the Tang soldiers are really tired.

They really couldn't kill them anymore, so they dragged their exhausted bodies and returned to the original position.

Because there are only no corpses here, other than that, there are corpses, stumps, and endless blood as far as the eye can see
Looking at this purgatory-like land, Li Er's eyes instantly turned red.

Even though he fought countless battles, he took every inch of the Tang Dynasty.

But this was the first time he had seen such a cruel battlefield.

Not only Li Er, but also Li Jing and others.

Such a cruel battlefield has long been beyond their imagination.

"Pharmacist, have we won yet?"

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Li Er asked in confusion.

"Return to Your Majesty, we have won, we have won"

Li Jing clutched his stomach and said in a trembling voice.

"We finally won!"

Li Er looked up to the sky and shouted.

boom!
As soon as these words came out, those Tang soldiers who survived breathed a sigh of relief.

"We won, we won!"

"We finally fooled the Turkic offal, and we won!"

"The Tang Dynasty is all victorious! Your Majesty is all victorious!"

All the Tang soldiers couldn't help shouting.

After they wandered around the ghost gate, they found that they were still alive and found that they had won.

As the tense nerves relaxed, they threw their heads back and laughed.

They lay on the ground, letting the rain water hit their cheeks, laughing wantonly.

They just smiled and laughed, but everyone shed tears.

Yes, Datang won.

But the price paid for this victory was too heavy.

Countless Tang soldiers will sleep here forever.

This victory did not come easily.

Great joy, but also great sorrow!
Li Er could see the expressions and roars of the Tang soldiers.

At this time, it was time for Li Er to start his performance.

"Pfft!"

I saw Li Er walked up to the corpse of a Great Tang soldier, and knelt down directly.

"Soldiers, have you seen it? We have won."

"My people, have you seen it? I have won, and Datang has won."

"You can go home"

Li Er said in a hoarse voice, tears welled up in his eyes.

At this time, there is no such thing as imperial arrogance in him, but only endless sadness and sadness.

Quiet, as quiet as death.

Everyone looked at Li Er infatuatedly, and their eyes turned red instantly.

Whether it was the generals of the Tang Dynasty, or Li Jing and other bigwigs in the court, they all shed tears.

Malego balls, so touching!
His Majesty has been too kind to us.

To be able to fight and die for such a majesty is simply too happy!
Your Majesty, don't be sad, don't be sad.

We are willing to die for you, and for Datang!

Li Er's move moved everyone in a sputtering manner.
(End of this chapter)

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