There is a surround in front of it.

There were pursuers behind.

Moreover, the old, weak, sick and disabled are all escorted by soldiers from less than a hundred people.

They can't escape the Turkic claws!

What should I do?

Chen Yuan, the governor of Youzhou, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Sir, you took the people along the waterway to detour Shandong, and I took my brothers to cut off the rear!"

The guard Xu Hu said with a look of death.

"Huzi, you have less than a hundred people, how can you cut off the rear?"

The governor Chen Yuanzhi said hoarsely.

"Sir, please tell Your Majesty in the future, and tell the world that our soldiers in Youzhou are not deserters!"

Xu Hu said as he wiped the spear in his hand with his sleeve.

Facing Xu Hu who was ready to die, the governor Chen Yuanzhi burst into tears.

In less than three days, the seemingly solid Youzhou was captured.

The people are displaced.

Countless people died under the Turkic knife.

The soldiers of Youzhou bravely fought the enemy and defended to the death.

How tragic!

How could it be a deserter?

"Huzi, you are not married yet. You protect the people and leave, I will cut off the rear!"

Chen Yuanzhi, the governor of Youzhou, said as he drew out his sword.

"grown ups!"

"This is an order!"

...

"Look! There are two-legged sheep in the woods ahead!"

"So this group of two-legged sheep are hidden here."

"Encircle them, you can't let a sheep go!"

"The general has an order to kill all the two-legged sheep, and the mother will leave seeds for us Turkic warriors!"

"Kill!"

...

"This group of Turkic miscellaneous people is still chasing you."

Chen Yuanzhi, the governor of Youzhou, said gritting his teeth.

"Brothers, are you afraid?"

Hu Zi roared with red eyes.

"Not afraid!"

One hundred soldiers answered in unison.

"Fight with them!"

"Fight!"

Everyone was ready to die and decided to fight to the death.

"Fight for the people of Youzhou!"

"Fight for my Tang Dynasty territory!"

"For my Han dignity, stand!"

As Chen Yuanzhi finished speaking, the soldiers of Youzhou and the people of Youzhou were immediately in high spirits of fighting.

They are no longer afraid.

They want to fight for Youzhou.

Fight for the Tang Dynasty.

Fight for the dignity of the Han people!

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

"Bloody battle to the end!"

The governor Chen Yuanzhi shouted, and rushed forward to the Turkic messes ahead.

At this time, the Turkic encirclement was proceeding rapidly, and the encirclement was gradually shrinking.

After a while, Chen Yuanzhi and the others were surrounded by Turkic scattered groups.

They can't escape!

"Kill!"

The group of Turkic miscellaneous people waved the scimitar in their hands, whistled, and then started the massacre.

"That female two-legged sheep is mine!"

"Kill all the sheep!"

“We’re going to enjoy it tonight.”

The Turkic group kept waving their scimitars, and the people fell into a pool of blood.

"Go to die!"

Chen Yuanzhi, the governor of Youzhou, said with one sword, stabbed a Turkic fragment to death.

"Shih!"

"ah!"

Then the scimitar slashed through his body, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

"I've fought with you!"

Chen Yuanzhi completely ignored the wounds on his body and made the final battle.

"Brothers, kill me!"

Xu Hu kept waving the spear in his hand, and Turkic people fell to the ground and died one by one.

Kill one to be worthy of money.

Kill two and earn one.

They look to death!

Just to forge my Han soul!

Those unarmed people died one by one under the Turkish knife.

Blood suddenly flowed into a river!

It's like hell on earth!

"Zhuzi, hurry up and take your mother and children away first!"

"Dad, we must live together, and we must die in groups!"

"Go away!"

The old man said that, and rushed forward to the slashing scimitar.

"Puff!"

The old man turned his head and glanced at his child, smiled slightly at him, and fell into a pool of blood.

Although his face was full of reluctance, his eyes were full of hope.

As long as the child is there, his hope is there!

"You two mothers and mothers go first, you must live well!"

A lame man said and hugged a Turkic leg tightly.

"Puff!"
To be continued...