With a scream falling, he and the Turkic scattered fell down the city wall.

perish together!

Although he knew it was death, he did not feel a trace of fear, but instead a smug smile filled the corners of his mouth.

Every city guardian will fall and take away a Turkic mess.

But there are too many Turkic troops. There are only two or three thousand defenders left in the city with less than 10,000 people.

How can this city be defended?

"Sir, don't surrender, I'll leave first."

A city guard said and fell into a pool of blood.

Dingzhou Governor Zhang Deyun, his eyes were red, and he was as if he was strangled by young soldiers lying beside him!

"God will destroy my Dingzhou!"

Zhang Deyun raised his head and roared.

The voice was full of helplessness and sadness!

At this time, the soldiers guarding the city had already died in battle one after another.

The people of Dingzhou climbed onto the city wall.

No distinction between men and women.

No matter how old or young it is.

They swear to live and die with Dingzhou!

"Madam, come with paper and pen!"

Zhang Deyun turned his head and shouted at his wife.

"I said you wrote it."

Zhang Deyun said passionately.

His wife nodded in tears.

At this time, there was no paper or pen, so she tore off her clothes directly.

Clothes are paper.

The finger is a pen.

Blood is ink.

"The Turkic army passed through Dingzhou, and Dingzhou was in danger."

"I am the governor of Dingzhou Zhang Deyun, the army guarding the city and the people of Dingzhou, and will not retreat."

"No one survived, no one retreated. I swear to live and die with Dingzhou!"

"Zhang Deyun, the governor of Dingzhou, is the last one!"

Every word of the last letter of Dingzhou Governor Zhang Deyun is heartbreaking.

Before his wife could finish writing, she collapsed on the ground and she burst into tears.

The people around who took the initiative to guard the city walls and burst into tears when they heard this.

The determination of governor Zhang Deyu to defend the city to the death deeply infected everyone present.

Hold on to the death!

People are in the city.

People die and the city dies!

The battle continues above the city wall.

"Turkish miscellaneous things, come on! Die together!"

A scarred soldier rushed forward to the Turkic barbarian who had just climbed up the city wall while roaring.

"Even if your grandpa went to hell, he wouldn't let you go."

Another city guard, before the knife in his hand was raised above his head, the man fell into a pool of blood.

His eyes were wide open, and his right hand was still tightly holding the knife with the tired blade.
Chapter completed!