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

Chapter 87 The Myth of the Perpetual Grassland
Willing to die for the general!

The tiger and leopard knights are fulfilling their vows with their own lives.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Duan Xiaofan watched helplessly as tiger and leopard riders died tragically under the swords of Turkic barbarians.

But the few tiger and leopard knights left were still charging and fighting.

They didn't give up!
They are trying their best to fight a bloody way for Duan Xiaofan!
"Slay a bloody path for the general!"

With a roar, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry finally escaped.

But as soon as the words fell, the dark Turkic cavalry rushed up again.

"Escort the general away!"

"General, you must live!"

The tiger and leopard riders at the back immediately turned their horses around.

But before they raised their spears, they were overwhelmed by the rushing Turkic cavalry.

But at this moment, Duan Xiaofan finally regained consciousness.

He seemed to have walked away from the gate of hell.

He was dragged back alive by Xiahou Dun and other tiger and leopard knights!
At this time, Duan Xiaofan's eyes were no longer dull, and his ears could clearly hear Jieli Khan's angry roar.

"Kill me! The blood-clothed general must die!"

"If the general in blood doesn't die, you all must die!"

Jieli Khan watched helplessly as the blood-clothed general broke out of the encirclement under the protection of tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers.

It wasn't just invisible slaps on his face.

A sharp dagger pierced his heart.

He immediately roared ferociously.

Because at this moment, he witnessed the fierce fighting power of the blood-clothed general with his own eyes.

It is even more than the God of War!

It is simply an immortal god!
How can such a person stay?
The general in blood must die!
The Turkic iron cavalry rushed forward frantically, while the tiger and leopard cavalry officers turned their horses one by one, using their lives to block the Turkic horseshoes.

The tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers fell one by one, and were trampled into flesh by the Turkic war horses.

How desolate, how tragic!
Duan Xiaofan's head was "buzzing", and his blood seemed to be boiling.

Those tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers who fought a bloody path for Duan Xiaofan turned their horses around one after another.

Go and break the queen for Duan Xiaofan!
But they are only a few dozen people, so how can they stop the horseshoes of the Turkic war horses?
Until the last tiger and leopard rider turned his horse's head and ran towards the Turkic cavalry who came after him.

Duan Xiaofan's blood boiled completely.

"General, you go!"

"You must live..."

The last tiger and leopard knight shouted at Duan Xiaofan.

But before the words fell, they were overwhelmed by the Turkic cavalry.

boom!
With the death of the last tiger and leopard cavalry soldier, the blood in Duan Xiaofan's body boiled completely.

His eyes were even more wrapped in thick blood.

"Jieli Khan, I want you to die!"

Hearing Duan Xiaofan roar, he took off the bow and arrow from his back.

I saw him pulling the string and nocking the arrow, and shot it with all his strength.

boom!
As soon as the arrow was released, the sun and the moon seemed to lose their brilliance.

I saw the bloody bow and arrow shooting towards Jieli Khan with a murderous intent to tear the sky apart.

Jieli Khan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was instantly filled with astonishment and shock!

He subconsciously shrank his neck, raised his arm, and wanted to cut off the incoming arrow with the scimitar in his hand.

"Pfft!"

But in the next second, the bow and arrow shot fiercely on his right arm.

"what!"

With the sound of screams, the scimitar in Jieli Khan's hand fell to the ground.

He clutched his arm tightly and screamed in pain.

This arrow did not kill him successfully.

Instead, he was shot in the right arm.

The shot followed his elbow directly.

Presumably, his arm is completely useless.

Can't hold his khan saber anymore!
"Khan!"

"Khan!"

Seeing this scene, the Turkic military division and all the confidants couldn't help shouting loudly.

After all, Jieli Khan was drenched in blood, which really shocked them.

"Kill! Kill the blood-clothed general for this king!"

Jieli Khan clutched his arm tightly, resisting the excruciating pain, and roared with a ferocious face.

But at this time, Duan Xiaofan rushed out of the encirclement under the desperate escort of Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Two hundred tiger and leopard riders were all killed in battle.

They used their lives to blaze a trail for Duan Xiaofan.

The horse that Duan Xiaofan sat on was the horse of a tiger and leopard cavalry soldier.

Although its master died in battle, it seemed to have a tacit understanding with the master.

Running wildly on the land of northern Xinjiang.

It wants to fulfill the last wish of its master.

Keep the general alive!

The war horse was like a phantom, running wildly.

It is getting farther and farther away from the Turkic army...

"Ha ha……"

Duan Xiaofan's almost insane laughter kept echoing on the land of Northern Xinjiang.

That laughter was filled with endless sadness.

The three thousand tiger and leopard riders who followed him to turn the tide in northern Xinjiang were all killed.

Now he is alone.

This incomparably sad laughter seemed to move even the heavens.

The sky gradually darkened, and it began to rain lightly.

It seems that the heavens are crying for it...

The whole world is sad.

Duan Xiaofan completely disappeared on the northern land.

Even if the Turkic iron cavalry chased and killed frantically, they looked around.

But there was still no trace of the blood-clothed general.

Jieli Khan's face was distorted like a hungry wolf.

"Look! Keep looking!"

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find the whereabouts of the blood-clothed general."

Live to see people, die to see corpses! "

Jieli Khan hugged his arm and roared with a ferocious face.

At this moment, his hatred for the blood-clothed general has already surpassed the blood-stained heart of the Central Plains.

I don't know if he didn't want to send his troops south and want to stain the Central Plains with blood.

How can there be today?
He doesn't think about it.

He just wanted to see the corpse of the blood-clothed general!

He just wants revenge!
And the Turkic military division on the side, only shivering, how dare to say more?

He believed that as long as he opened his mouth, Jieli Khan would really kill him.

Because Khan has gone mad.

All those who stop him from taking revenge must die!

The Turkic military division could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

Now that so much time was wasted, Datang was given time to prepare.

This is extremely detrimental to Xiongtu Hegemony who has settled in the Central Plains.

But fortunately, [-] wolf riders are on their way, and they will join the army soon.

He could only silently pray in his heart, praying for fifty thousand wolf riders to arrive quickly.

That is the elite among the elite, the world's best cavalry is well-deserved!
Especially the leader, General Hungry Wolf, is the god of war on the grassland!

The Turkic military division believed that General Hungry Wolf would lead the wolf cavalry to defeat the Tang army.

Turn the tide!

Now that Jieli Khan is overwhelmed by anger, he can only place his hopes on General Hungry Wolf, relying on him to create the legend of Hungry Wolf.

The legend of the hungry wolf is the myth that the grassland never falls!

(End of this chapter)