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

Chapter 82 I will definitely take you home (for collection)
This battle report, like a thunderbolt, slammed on the heads of everyone.

They were all dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.

After all, Duan Xiaofan is notorious in Chang'an City, this is not a day or two.

Not only the people in Chang'an City knew about it, but even Li Er knew about his glorious deeds.

How could such an ignorant and incompetent prodigal son do such a thing that is unparalleled in the country?
This is not only unbelievable, but also jaw-dropping!

If it wasn't clearly written in the battle report, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe it even if they were killed!

The monstrous waves in everyone's hearts could not calm down for a long time.

Until Duan Zhixuan shouted: "My son is glorious!"

This made everyone react.

"General, honor!"

"General, honor!"

Li Jing and other generals shouted immediately.

Even Changsun Wuji and Xiao Yu, who hated Duan Xiaofan deeply, couldn't help being embarrassed.

"Yes, glorious!"

"I am proud of you!"

Even Li Er couldn't help looking in the direction of Beijiang, and muttered alone.

In order to buy more time for Datang to prepare, he actually led hundreds of people to distract tens of thousands of Turkic troops.

Isn't this kind of spirit of martyrdom glorious?

Those are tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry, can they still survive here?
The answer is self-evident.

While everyone shouted, their eyes turned red.

Duan Xiaofan is a well-known prodigal son in Chang'an!

But now even he is like this, and what about himself?

Thinking of this, the ministers of the peace talks couldn't help lowering their heads in shame.

"Assemble the army, I will send troops to Weishui within five days!"

Li Er shouted with red eyes.

These five days are the time that Duan Xiaofan and those officers and soldiers sacrificed their lives for!

He must gather as many troops as possible within this limited time.

Go to the Weishui River and fight to the death with Jieli Khan!

Only in this way can he be worthy of Duan Xiaofan and countless soldiers from Northern Xinjiang.

"The minister obeys the order!"

Li Jing and others knelt down and shouted violently.

Datang has finally entered the first level of preparations.

Civil and military officials, and even the people of Chang'an, are all preparing for this battle.

After everyone left, Li Er walked out of the imperial study.

"Xiaofan, I have misunderstood you, and the whole city has misunderstood you."

"You must come back alive, and I will return your fame!"

Li Er looked in the direction of Beijiang and murmured.

As the battle report from Northern Xinjiang arrived in Chang'an, the blood-clothed general's brilliant achievements spread throughout the city of Chang'an.

When the common people learned that the blood-clothed general was the prodigal son of Duke Fan's mansion, they were all shocked.

The people never imagined that at the most difficult moment of the Tang Dynasty, it was this prodigal son who stood up.

In order to prevent the Turkic cavalry from going south, he was involved alone and fought with his life.

Tragic!

ashamed!

At the time of life and death in Northern Xinjiang, a prodigal son can do this.

And what about yourself?

For a moment, everyone was filled with shame.

Especially those little grandpas and second-generation officials in the Chang'an aristocratic circle, all worship Duan Xiaofan extremely.

Duan Xiaofan is no longer the prodigal son that people despise, he has transformed into a hero of the Tang Dynasty, the god of war of the Tang Dynasty!
The one who feels the deepest is Duan Zhixuan.

In the past, after the dynasty, those colleagues who had a good relationship all said that he was incapable of raising his son and raised a son of a prodigal son.

But now, if anyone sees him without saying a word, the general is honored!

But Duan Zhixuan was not happy at all.

Because he knew that his Fan'er might never come back.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Hou Junji led an army of [-] and rushed from Longyou to Chang'an.

At this time, the number of soldiers and horses stationed outside Chang'an City had reached nearly [-].

The army is almost assembled, but the food and grass are far from enough.

When marching and fighting, it is natural that food and grass go first.

However, due to traffic constraints, the grain and grass allocated from various places have not been able to reach Chang'an for a long time.

This made Li Er very anxious.

In a blink of an eye, five days passed again.

At this time, it has been ten days since Duan Xiaofan led the Turkic army away.

He only led a few hundred people!

It's been ten days now, is he still alive?
Countless people are silently praying for Duan Xiaofan.

At the same time, the scouts also sent the battle reports from Northern Xinjiang to Chang'an one after another.

Although the news is not accurate, it is better than nothing.

People in the entire Chang'an city are guarding the battle report in the northern border.

Although they knew that Duan Xiaofan had escaped death here, they might never come back again.

But the people of the whole city and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are still waiting for the news from the northern border.

Every time the Northern Xinjiang scouts entered the city, it tugged at the heartstrings of everyone.

"Report! The blood-clothed general is fighting fiercely with the Turkic vanguard army."

"Report! The blood-clothed general is being chased by the Turkic army!"

"Report! The Turkic army entered Yizhou, the blood-clothed general launched a sneak attack, and Jieli Khan was furious!"

"Report! Bloody General was surrounded by Turkic troops outside Hengzhou City, and he has broken out of the encirclement!"

"Report! After the bloody battle a day ago, the blood-clothed general's whereabouts are unknown."

"Report! Since the bloody battle two days ago, the life and death of the blood-clothed general is uncertain."

"Report! Since the bloody battle three days ago, there has been no news from the blood-clothed general..."

Battle reports from Northern Xinjiang spread to Chang'an little by little.

At the beginning, the people in the whole city were still happy that the blood-clothed general was alive.

However, since the battle outside Hengzhou City, there has been no news of the Bloody General.

The people in the whole city knew very well that they might not be able to wait for news from him anymore...

The young master of Fan Guogong's family led two hundred cavalry and fought bloody battles till now.

Fight for so many days for Datang.

This is already a miracle!
200 people, to stop the Turkic barbarians nearly [-] cavalry.

How dangerous, how tragic!
"Young master, you must come back alive!"

At this moment, there are countless people in Chang'an City, staring at the north, silently praying for Duan Xiaofan.

"Fan'er, you are the pride of my Duan family, you must come back alive."

Duan Zhixuan was in tears in Duke Fan's mansion.

When Duan Xiaofan was prodigal, how much he wanted his son to grow up earlier.

But now Duan Xiaofan has not only grown up, but has also become a hero of Datang.

But he is not tall at all, and his heart is like a knife.

Rather than doing this, he would rather Duan Xiaofan continue to prosper, even if he loses all his ancestral property.

Knowing this earlier, he would have liked Duan Xiaofan not to grow up, to be a prodigal son.

After all, the price of this growth is too great...

"Chong'er, never talk about revenge again."

"The prodigal son has now become a hero of the Tang Dynasty."

"Hey! You are talking about why the Duan family's ancestral grave suddenly burst into smoke?"

Changsun Wuji sighed in the mansion.

Facing his son Changsun Chong in front of him, he suddenly realized that he didn't smell good at all.

In the royal study of the palace, Li Er was discussing the plan of the Northern Expedition with Li Jing and others.

After hearing the news that Duan Xiaofan's life and whereabouts were unknown, Li Er's eyes turned red instantly.

"Xiaofan, you must hold on and wait for me for a few days."

"I will definitely take you home..."

Li Er looked in the direction of Beijiang and murmured hoarsely.

(End of this chapter)