Chapter 93 The Art of the Emperor (for collection)

When I think of Jieli Khan, that bastard.

Duan Xiaofan's heart is filled with endless desire to survive.

This old thing is not dead, how can he die in battle?

I must cut off his head with my own hands, avenge the people of Yizhou, Xiahou Dun and others!
In the future, she will hold his head in her own hands and go to the grassland to propose marriage and marry his daughter!

Of course, if Jieli Khan's daughter is beautiful.

However, as soon as Duan Xiaofan's extremely arrogant words fell, the surrounding Turkic barbarians were stunned for a moment.

What the hell?
Want to carry our Khan's head to the grassland to propose marriage?

How did your little boy survive till now?
Your mother should have been beaten to death long ago!
This is not only an insult to Jieli Khan, but also an insult to all grassland warriors!

"Kill this little white face!"

"Stop him! Chop him into a pulp!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to tear his mouth apart with my own hands!"

After a brief shock, the Turkic barbarian roared with endless anger.

Just kidding, a group of them together can't be called a prodigal.

So they can only use practical actions to vent their anger.

They forgot the fear in their hearts, like raging bulls, they rushed towards Duan Xiaofan.

But at this time, where is Duan Xiaofan?
He had already broken out of the siege and disappeared into the vast night.

Duan Xiaofan broke out of the encirclement and rushed out.

He covered his bloody stomach with one hand, held the rein tightly with the other, and kept running away.

But the wound on his abdomen was too severe, and the blood kept flowing.

If he hadn't wrapped his abdomen with clothes, his intestines would have flowed out.

At this moment, he only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his vision was becoming more and more blurred.

Are you really going to die?

But the awesome B that I just boasted has not yet been realized...

……

Inside Chang'an City.

With the news that all the blood-clothed generals died in battle, endless sorrow enveloped the entire city of Chang'an.

Li Er even announced to the world that he wanted to carry the emperor's coffin for the imperial conquest.

He even swore that if he did not repel Jieli Khan, he would not return to death.

In particular, the story of Li Er tying a white cloth on his head in the imperial study and making a poisonous oath spread throughout Chang'an.

It doesn't matter whether he is hypocritical or an emperor's art.

The people of the whole city were completely united.

None of the ministers of civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty played peace talks.

Datang has achieved unprecedented unity.

The ministers of the DPRK and China are preparing food and horses day and night.

Even the people in the city spontaneously went to help transport the food.

They don't need a penny, and they even bring their own food.

They only sent troops to northern Xinjiang for the Northern Expeditionary Army to avenge the blood-clothed general!
……

And northern border, in Youzhou city.

Chai Wenrou stood on the city wall with a spear in hand.

Although the arrival of Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde brought thousands more soldiers to Youzhou.

But she didn't dare to be careless at all.

Looking at the vast night, her face finally showed a trace of fatigue and fragility.

She can only take off her disguise when no one is watching.

Father Chai Shao was still unconscious.

Brother Xiaofan died tragically in Northern Xinjiang in order to distract the Turkic army.

He, General Xiahou, and those tiger and leopard knights...

None survived.

None of the dead bodies.

They were just trying not to lead the war to Youzhou, and to buy more time for Datang.

But now, they are all dead.

A hot tear cut across her handsome cheek.

At this moment, how much she wanted to cry.

But she can't.

Because she is Chai Shao's daughter, she shoulders the heavy responsibility of guarding Youzhou.

She could only swallow all the tears, struggling to hold on.

"Brother Xiaofan, it would be great if you were here."

Chai Wenrou looked into the distance and murmured alone.

"Look, there seems to be someone outside the city!"

But at this moment, a soldier suddenly shouted.

As soon as these words came out, Chai Rourou's attention was instantly caught.

"Bring the torches!"

Chai Rourou wiped away the tears on his face and said loudly.

The soldiers around quickly lit all the torches and looked into the distance.

"General, can't you be a spy from the Turkic barbarians?"

Deputy General Zhan Dapeng said from the side.

It is not surprising that Turkic spies came to Youzhou to inquire about the enemy's situation.

It's just that after everyone heard this, their hearts couldn't help but tighten.

Could it be that the Turkic barbarians are about to attack Youzhou again?
"General, why do I see that the Turkic spy seems to have been shot?"

Another sharp-eyed soldier said with a frown.

shoot?

Who has such a good arrow technique, who can hit the enemy spy with one arrow in the vast night?
"Did someone shoot someone just now?"

Chai Wenrou asked the surrounding soldiers.

Everyone shook their heads blankly.

"Erniu, you won't be dazzled, will you?"

Zhan Dapeng said slightly reprimanded to Li Erniu.

"Deputy General Zhan, I'm blind. I really saw a man and a horse suddenly fall to the ground."

Li Erniu said incomparably stubbornly.

"Get out of town and have a look!"

Chai said softly and coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Dapeng at the side couldn't help but glared at Li Erniu.

"General, beware of fraud!"

Zhan Dapeng reminded him very worriedly.

"Now that our Youzhou is on the verge of collapse, if Jieli Khan wants to capture Youzhou, does he still need to cheat?"

Chai Wenrou said and walked down the city wall.

Zhan Dapeng and others hurriedly held up the torches and followed Chai Rourou out of the city to check.

Everyone stared intently, looking into the distance, and moved forward slowly.

After a while, one person and one horse came into everyone's eyes.

The blood flowed slowly towards their feet.

"General, this is not like a Turkic barbarian!"

As Zhan Dapeng said, he held up the torch and walked over.

When he turned over the body of the 'blood man' carefully, a handsome face appeared in front of him.

"The Bloody General!"

Zhan Dapeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Xiaofan!"

Chai Wenrou threw away the torch in his hand and rushed over.

Looking at the bloody cloth wrapped around Duan Xiaofan's waist, and the scars all over his body.

Chai Rourou let the tears come out of her eyes, at a loss.

Not only him, but the surrounding soldiers also got wet eyes instantly.

"Hurry up and bring the bloody general into the city!"

Zhan Dapeng quickly ordered.

"Deputy General Zhan, I'm afraid this horse will die."

As a soldier's voice fell, everyone turned their attention to the horse on the side.

I saw that the war horse was full of scars just like Duan Xiaofan.

The most deadly thing was that there was a deep wound on the horse's neck.

Blood is flowing outward.

The war horse suffered such a serious injury, but still sent its master outside the city of Youzhou.

Although it didn't enter the city, it really tried its best.

The torch emitted a warm light, shining on the horse.

The horse roared in a low voice, and slowly closed its eyes.

Just at the moment when the eyes were closed, a tear flowed out.

bloody tears...

Like its owner, it tried its best to let Duan Xiaofan survive.

(End of this chapter)

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