Datang: My God of War identity was exposed by the princess

Chapter 31
Seeing the people kneeling down to worship, Duan Xiaofan couldn't help flicking his flowing long hair lightly.

The head can be broken and the blood can flow.

No matter when this hairstyle is, it can't be messed up!

But it doesn't matter if he flicked it like this, the blood stained on the long hair immediately splashed out.

Seeing this scene, those kneeling people's admiration for the prodigal son became stronger, like a surging river.

Especially the gazes of those of the opposite sex became even hotter.

This made the prodigal son tremble, and felt a chill in his balls.

What the hell!

It is said that at thirty you are like a wolf, at forty you are like a tiger, and at fifty you can sit on the ground and absorb dirt.

This group of aunts~Mom, they don't have any plans for me, do they?
I'm still a virgin!

Thinking of this, the prodigal son immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to pretend to be B.

Fortunately, the voice of Ma Yulin, the governor of Yizhou, broke the slightly awkward atmosphere: "Thank you, General, for saving your life. May I ask your benefactor's name?"

"In the next paragraph... definitely not worth mentioning!"

The prodigal son just wanted to say his name, but seeing the fiery eyes and expressions of these young women and old aunts, he quickly dismissed the idea.

You still have to keep a low profile.

Low-key is the most gorgeous show off!

Although the prodigal son's style of doing things has always been high-profile and arrogant.

But in the face of this group of old aunts who can sit on the ground and suck dirt, he has to keep a low profile.

Boys are out alone, still have to pay attention to safety!
As soon as the prodigal son's words came out, Ma Yulin was instantly embarrassed.

And the women around had a look of disappointment in their eyes.

How can it be worth mentioning to save Yizhou and the blood-clothed general who killed the Turkic cavalry like chopping rotten vegetables?
If so, who is worth mentioning?
"Woo~"

"Woo~"

And just when Ma Yulin wanted to continue to ask, the horn of the Turkic withdrawal suddenly sounded in the distance.

At this time, the Turkic cavalry outside Yizhou City had already fled in all directions.

Who the hell is waiting for the horn of Jieli Khan to retreat!

The prodigal son just wanted to order the hunt.

But at this time, the miraculous killing of the Quartet is also over.

Looking at the Turkic cavalry that disappeared in front of his eyes, the prodigal son sighed helplessly.

Although the danger in Yizhou has been lifted, it is only temporary.

Will Yizhou be able to defend the next wave of Turkic cavalry attacks?

When the people of Yizhou saw this scene, they couldn't help crying with joy.

The Turkic cavalry was beaten away, which was something they couldn't even imagine.

But now, with the arrival of the Bloody General, everything has come true!
"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

The people raised their arms and shouted excitedly.

Yizhou defended, and they survived.

All this is because of the blood-clothed general in front of him!

"Now that the enemy is retreating, Ma Yulin, the governor of Yizhou, respectfully invites the general to enter the city to rest!"

Ma Yulin knelt down and shouted.

"Respectfully invite the general to enter the city to rest!"

The people also begged one after another.

Although I don't know where this blood-clothed general came from and what official position he is.

But Ma Yulin kept his figure extremely low.

One reason is that the prodigal son saved Yizhou and them.

More importantly, Yizhou has just experienced a fierce battle, and all the defenders of the city were killed.

If the Turkic cavalry attack again...

There is no need to attack at all, only the massacre is left.

That's why Ma Yulin wanted to keep the Bloody General and this group of terrifying black cavalry behind!

But as everyone knows, it is not a question of whether the prodigal son wants to stay or not.

It's a question of whether he can go or not!

Although the prodigal son is arrogant, he is not stupid.

As the cooldown time of the magical skill killing the Quartet has entered, he and the three thousand tiger and leopard riders also ushered in endless exhaustion.

Although the magical ability to kill the Quartet can make them all enter a state of violent grasping, it also makes their bodies exceed the limit they can bear.

After the divine skills had passed, their bodies were exhausted and extremely weak.

If they fought again, it would be like fish on a knife board and could only be slaughtered.

What's more, there is the main force of Turkic cavalry not far away.

Want to go?

It's easier said than done!

"Go, I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

Looking at the direction of Jieli Khan in the distance, the prodigal son sighed and said helplessly.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of cold water being poured on the heads of everyone.

"What does the general mean by that?"

Ma Yulin asked the prodigal son in amazement.

"Although we beat these Turkic bastards away, the strength of the Turkic army has not been affected much. It just disrupted their plan to attack the city."

"If it's as expected, I'm afraid that bastard Jieli Khan will send troops to launch a new round of attack tomorrow morning."

"I'm afraid it will be even crazier by then..."

"Are you saying I can still go?"

boom!
As soon as these words came out, the joy of the rest of life on everyone's faces froze in an instant.

What the prodigal son said made everyone's scalps tingle.

Originally, the Turkic cavalry was only temporarily retreating, not letting Yizhou go.

And these bastards will continue to attack the city and want to massacre the city!

At that time, even if the blood-clothed general and his black cavalry can fight again, I am afraid they will not be the opponents of the Turkic cavalry!

Ma Yulin, governor of Yizhou, fell into the ice cellar completely.

His body stiffened, and the fire of hope in his heart was also shattered...

"Heaven's death for me in Yizhou, heaven's death for me in Yizhou!"

"God, open your eyes!"

Looking at the gray sky, Ma Yulin whispered, his eyes filled with despair.

"I control my own life!"

Seeing this picture of Ma Yulin, the prodigal son couldn't help but snorted coldly, and roared extremely arrogantly.

"General, can our fate really be controlled?"

Ma Yulin muttered to himself.

He seems to be asking the prodigal son, and he seems to be asking himself, the sky, and this unfair world!
"If you want to live, go to fight!"

"If you want to die, I will not stop you!"

"The whole army! Prepare for battle!"

The prodigal son directly ignored Ma Yulin's existence, and roared at the three thousand tiger and leopard riders behind him.

Pretending to be a grandson and admitting defeat is not the style of a prodigal son.

Knowing that it is death, I have to try it.

What if he survived?
Knowing that you are invincible, you have to give it a go!
This is the only way out for everyone, and also Yizhou's only hope!
Reorganize the army and prepare for war!
These simple four words spread throughout the land of Yizhou.

It was more like the magic needle of Dinghai, which made the people of Yizhou completely quiet.

The people were not in despair, but followed the three thousand tiger and leopard riders to clean up the battlefield silently.

Three thousand tigers and leopards, plus the old and weak women and children in Yizhou.

This is Yizhou's last strength.

There was the main force of Jieli Khan in the front, but there was no reinforcement of a single soldier in the back.

Yizhou is in danger!
But now, the only thing they can do is fight to the death.

Even if you die, you will die on the way to the charge.

I control my own life!

The words of the prodigal son kept echoing in everyone's minds.

(End of this chapter)