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

Chapter 46
It was still raining non-stop.

But when the raindrops hit the ground, they turned into blood.

Duan Xiaofan and others lay in a pool of blood, letting the rain wash away the blood on their bodies.

But at this time, I don't know if Chai Rourou is out of curiosity, or because she is too nympho.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch the prodigal son's face.

But it doesn't matter if you touch it, the prodigal son suddenly opened his eyes.

Those bloodshot eyes stared at her firmly.

"what!"

Chai Rourou immediately screamed out of fright.

That fiery delicate body trembled even more.

And the prodigal son's sense of self-protection made him firmly grasp Chai Rourou's wrist.

Suddenly pulled toward the bosom.

"Pfft!"

Chai Wenrou's trembling delicate body immediately pressed hard on the prodigal son.

Eye to eye, nose to nose, mouth to mouth...

The prodigal son's first kiss just disappeared...

wrong.

To be precise, it was his first kiss today that was taken away...

"The princess!"

Facing this sudden scene, the surrounding soldiers couldn't help shouting.

Each of them held the weapons in their hands tightly, as if they were facing a big enemy.

But when they saw Chai Wenrou's mouth and the bloody general's mouth tightly pressed together, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

This wave of dog food was caught off guard, embarrassing everyone.

But Chai Rourou was surprised.

Because the lips of the blood-clothed general were so cold, without the slightest warmth.

It's like kissing a dead body...

"General!"

She jumped up and yelled worriedly at the prodigal son.

But the blood-clothed general beneath him snored slightly.

Although Duan Xiaofan woke up, it was only for a moment.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Chai Wenrou's shy face.

The tense nerves relaxed again.

He fell asleep again with a "huhu" sound.

Because he was too tired, his body had already been hollowed out by the day and night fighting...

"General!"

"General!"

Chai Rourou held Duan Xiaofan's cheeks and kept shouting.

But the prodigal son never opened his eyes again.

He won't die, will he?

Chai Rourou put that trembling finger on the prodigal son's nose.

It wasn't until she felt the faint breath that she breathed a long sigh of relief.

After calming down, Chai Wenrou once again set his eyes on the prodigal son's handsome and extraordinary cheeks.

Then, she froze completely in place.

It was him.

It's really him!

This blood-clothed general turned out to be that prodigal son!
Chai Rourou was completely petrified like five thunderbolts.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and did not dare to disturb them.

Only a helpless sigh in my heart.

If he had such a handsome skin, would he still be a big soldier?

You can find a rich lady from a wealthy family casually, and have a delicious soft meal!
……

The memories of my childhood flooded my heart, and it was always easy to make people's eyes wet.

The prodigal son who used to peek at him in the shower turned out to be a great hero in northern Xinjiang.

God, this joke is too big, and Chai Rourou can't accept it no matter what.

It's just that when she saw the prodigal son's tattered clothes and the wounds covered with white flesh.

She couldn't help crying like rain.

"Brother Xiaofan!"

The title that has not been uttered for many years, now blurted out again.

Chai Rourou couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears.

She can be said to love and hate the prodigal son.

Love is because the two were childhood sweethearts and grew up together.

The hatred is because the brother Xiaofan in her heart secretly watched her take a bath.

But the past, washed by the rain, eventually became a cloud of the past.

Who can resist the current charm of the prodigal son?

Who can not be impressed by the heroism of the blood-clothed general?

As the saying goes, a hero is saddened by a beauty.

How can a beauty pass the hero test?

It took a long time for Chai Wenrou to stop crying.

"Princess, this blood-clothed general still has a breath, just take a rest..."

Lieutenant General Zhan Dapeng said softly to Chai.

He is a warrior, how can he understand the love of these children?
He also simply thought that the little princess was crying because the blood-clothed general was unconscious.

He is simply a typical straight man of steel!
"If that's the case, then why are you moaning?"

Chai Wenrou wiped the tears from his face with his hand, and asked in a cold voice.

"Princess, just now the last general checked the injuries of these black knight soldiers, and found that after some soldiers lay down, they no longer breathed..."

Lieutenant General Zhan Dapeng hesitated for a while, and replied falteringly.

boom!
As soon as these words came out, Chai Wenrou couldn't help but tremble.

Some black knight soldiers stopped breathing after lying down.

And these people...

He died from exhaustion after fighting for too long.

The physical strength they put in has already exceeded the limit of the body.

Chai Wenrou's body not only trembled, but even his heart trembled endlessly.

She couldn't imagine what these black riders went through, what her brother Xiaofan went through.

"Brother Xiaofan, you are doing well."

Chai Rourou turned his head to look at Duan Xiaofan again, and murmured with tears in his eyes.

The corpses all over the mountains and plains were all killed by the black cavalry led by his elder brother Xiaofan.

If brother Xiaofan hadn't dragged down the Turkic army, how could he easily defeat the Turkic army?
But now, Brother Xiaofan has fallen.

Those black knights also fell.

It's just that some people fall down and never wake up again.

At this moment, Duan Xiaofan's position in Chai Rourou's heart.

Straight from the prodigal son to the level of the unrivaled hero!
If anyone says that my brother Xiaofan is a prodigal son again, I will definitely kill his whole family!
Chai Wenrou's change of attitude towards Duan Xiaofan also laid the fuse for the catastrophe they caused in Chang'an City in the future.

An arrogant and domineering prodigal son, plus a violent little princess who is not afraid of anything.

How can Chang'an City be peaceful in the future?
Of course, this is something.

"General Zhan, go get the tent and cover them from the rain."

"Let them sleep for a while..."

As Chai Rourou said, his eyes fell on Duan Xiaofan.

As far as the eye can see, tenderness is like water.

Deputy General Zhan Dapeng immediately complied.

After a while, tents were erected one after another to shelter the prodigal son and tiger and leopard riders from the wind and rain.

But even so, they were still lying on the ground intertwined with rainwater and blood.

And this piece of land is the land that countless Yizhou soldiers and Yizhou people have given their lives for.

They are all lying here.

They love this land deeply.

Last night, they were still drinking and chatting on the city wall, talking dirty jokes.

And made an oath together that the living would collect the dead for the dead.

But now, out of thousands of people, only the prodigal son and three or four hundred tiger and leopard riders survived.

It's endlessly sad, and it's endlessly tragic.

All the guards and soldiers of Yizhou were killed in battle.

All the people in Yizhou died in battle.

They used flesh and blood and life to forge the iron bones of the Han family!
(End of this chapter)