Facing the mountain of corpses in front of him and the blood that was still slowly flowing, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde were stunned in an instant.

The Tang soldiers behind them were trembling all over when facing the scene in front of them.

As they continued to move forward, the corpse became thicker and the smell of blood became stronger.

"General White Armor, you must be alive."

Looking at the Far East City where corpses were everywhere and the countless Turkic corpses in front of him, Yuchi Jingde said and burst into tears.

Even though he has been on the battlefield for decades, this is the first time he has seen such a tragic battlefield as before.

More importantly, Qin Zichuan only led hundreds of soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty!

And at present, there are 20,000 or 30,000 corpses piled up like mountains!

"The Northern Tang Army is a good person, and I am worthy of being my Han family!"

When Cheng Yaojin saw the white horse Yicong whose head was cut off, he couldn't help but roaring.

"Go and look for the King of Northern Tang!"

Looking at the empty Far East City and looking at the corpses under his feet, Yuchi Jingde roared to the sky.

"The Qin boy must be alive, he must be alive!"

Cheng Yaojin's eyes were red, staring at the deepest part of the Far East City, roaring hysterically.

The piles of corpses at the moment made him no longer dare to step forward.

He was not afraid of the corpse and blood, but he was worried that he would accidentally step on Qin Zichuan!

An endless stream of sadness spread rapidly in everyone's hearts in an instant.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty slowly turned over and dismounted, and carefully searched everywhere.

Their steps were very light, for fear of stepping on the white-armored general.

They looked very carefully, afraid that they would miss the White Armor General!

"General, no white-armored general was found!"

"General, here is a broken arm corpse, with scars left by Fang Tian's painting halberd."

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in front roared in sobs.

As their words fell, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde quickly went down and ran to the deepest part of the city.

When they saw the broken arm Jie Li Khan lying on the ground, they were stunned in an instant.

"Jie Li Khan died, under Fang Tian's painting halberd."

Looking at the body of Jie Li Khan under his feet, Yuchi Jingde couldn't help but choked up and murmured.

"The King of Northern Tang is a good example. He deserves to be the number one war god in the Tang Dynasty. He reached out to kill Jie Li Khan."

Cheng Yaojin stared at Jie Li Khan under his feet, and his eyes roared red.

When the battle on the banks of the Weishui River, the two of them witnessed the scene where Qin Zichuan cut off Jie Li Khan's left arm with a halberd.

I also saw the scene where Bai Ma Yi sacrificed himself to save himself and used his own body to block the Turkic scimitar.

Now, the pictures of the past are reappearing again, but they are even more desolate than before.

"Send people to report to Your Majesty quickly. The white-armored general led hundreds of soldiers from the Northern Tang Dynasty, massacred tens of thousands of cavalry in the Far East City, and killed Jie Li Khan."

Yuchi Jingde said with a sob.

"Abide by the order!"

The two scouts flew over and rushed towards Chang'an with great victory in the Far East and the sadness of the Far East.

"Report to the general, traces of horse hooves were found outside the city, as if they were heading towards the Turkic grassland."

Suddenly, soldiers from the Tang Dynasty outside the city came to report.

"See you out of the city and check it out!"

As Yuchi Jingde said, he turned over and ran away from the city.

They followed the traces of horse hooves on the ground, chasing them all the way.

The dark clouds were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were about to collapse the sky.

With the bitter cold wind, heavy snow fell from the sky.

Chen Yaojin and others followed the traces of horse hooves on the ground and followed the Turkic frontiers.

Looking at the man in black all over the ground, he shot his head with one arrow!

"The white-armored general actually chased and killed the Turkic frontier."

Cheng Yaojin murmured in shock.

"Is he still alive? Did he break into the Turkic grassland?"

Yuchi Jingde couldn't help but exclaim when he looked at the vast grassland covered by heavy snow.

"The white-armored general actually entered the grassland. Did he want to massacre all the Turkic fragments?"

"Is the White Armor General really not afraid of death?"

"General, you must come back alive."

More than 10,000 soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, looking at the vast grassland covered with heavy snow, murmured silently, and prayed silently in their hearts.

"So quickly send the news here to Chang'an."

Yuchi Jingde roared hoarsely.

"Abide by the order!"

Two soldiers of the Tang Dynasty turned over and rushed towards Chang'an again.

The vast grasslands are dangerous.

How many are unknown, how many are unexpected.

Now that heavy snow is over the city, can the white-armored general come back alive?

Facing the vast grassland and the heavy snow like goose feathers, Cheng Yaojin and others did not continue to pursue Qin Zichuan's whereabouts.

It’s not that they don’t want to look for it, but that they face this extremely vast grassland. They have more than 10,000 soldiers, even if they rush into this grassland, they have nowhere to look for it.

What's more, the heavy snow has already covered Qin Zichuan's footprints.

It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to find him!

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde led the army back to the Far East again, sorted out the bodies of hundreds of white horses who died in battle, and brought them back to Pingzhou.

...

At this time, Qin Zichuan hugged Yang Shuang's slender waist and led three thousand white horses to follow, running on the vast grassland.

The heavy snow covered his sight.

The yurt that was so close to him also became blurred and disappeared on the vast grassland.

"Are you going to freeze to death with me on this white grassland?"

Qin Zichuan lowered his head and asked at Yang Shuang with a smile.

"If this heavy snow can freeze you to death, wouldn't God open your eyes?"

Yang Shuang replied with a hard forehead, her eyes filled with pride.

"It's snowing all over the sky and deserted, so why don't we shake it!"

Qin Zichuan looked at the heavy snow all over the sky and couldn't help but say with emotion.

As his words fell, his face couldn't help but be filled with expectation and excitement.

Looking at the corner of his slightly raised mouth and the slightest smirk, Yang Shuang couldn't help but tremble in her delicate body.

"Who is Ma Zhen?"

She couldn't help but shrink her neck hard and blurted out at Qin Zichuan with extremely puzzled thoughts.

"The whole army formed a circle and faced outside."

Qin Zichuan couldn't help but shouted in great excitement.

With his order, the three thousand white horses scattered from an instant and quickly formed a large circle.

Yang Shuang was so scared that her whole body trembled, and her little heart instantly rose to her throat.

She looked around in great panic and saw that the white horse Yi formed a circle with all his backs facing them.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Yang Shuang asked at Qin Zichuan in extreme horror.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to know what Ma Zhen means!"

Qin Zichuan said, then raised his head and laughed unrestrainedly.

Looking at his extremely vulgar expression and the fiery gaze, an unknown premonition quickly spread in Yang Shuang's heart.
Chapter completed!