The Turkic army must be looking for the white-armored general!

This thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.

"The White Armor General is still alive!"

"The White Armor General must be alive!"

Everyone shouted with great excitement.

Li Shengnan's face instantly showed a bright smile like a flower, and he was even more excited.

With a army of ten thousand vanguards, they could not hide their inner joy.

The news that the White Armor General was still alive made them forget the fatigue of working day and night.

Everyone is full of energy!

"Go ahead quickly!"

With Li Shengnan's order, the army continued to run wildly.

...

Qin Zichuan broke out of Youzhou City alone and immediately attracted the attention of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

"Look! White-armored General!"

A Turkic barbarian pointed at Qin Zichuan and shouted.

"Khan has orders to kill the white-armored general, and there will be many rewards."

"Brothers, kill me!"

This team of twenty or thirty people immediately shouted loudly and rushed up to Qin Zichuan.

...

Qin Zichuan's mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, revealing a helpless smile.

"Turkish miscellaneous, come and kill me!"

Qin Zichuan shouted sarcastically at the Turkic Iron Cavalry.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have killed these Turkic miscellaneous people and used their blood to pay tribute to the dead Tang soldiers.

But now he is covered in scars, and behind him are the only hundreds of Youzhou people.

If he fights to the death, life and death are trivial matters, and bringing the war to Youzhou again is an ending that he dare not face.

So he chose to escape.

Even if you can't escape, it's good that the people of Youzhou can escape the war.

Qin Zichuan squeezed his legs hard and ran away.

"The White-armored General is about to run away, report to Khan quickly!"

A Turkic barbarian shouted while chasing him.

The Red Rabbit Horse seemed to feel the crisis of its owner, and the horse's hooves were flying.

In a short while, they threw the Turkic cavalry behind them far away, so that they could not even see their horses' butts.

Qin Zichuan had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then a Turkic team of dozens of people appeared in front of him.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Damn it!

not good!

He was about to change direction and continued to run away.

But at this time, this Turkic team also discovered Qin Zichuan.

"Look! White-armored General!"

"Brothers, kill me!"

"General White Armor was seriously injured, brothers, kill me!"

The Turkic Iron Cavalry roared and rushed over.

"A bunch of miscellaneous people, come and kill me!"

Qin Zichuan said, tilting his head and laughing unrestrainedly.

"Kill!"

"Don't let the white-armored general run away!"

The Turkic cavalry shouted desperately, waved the scimitar and killed him.

Qin Zichuan ran wildly on his horse.

The Turkic Iron Cavalry behind him pursued him relentlessly.

The shouts of killing immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Turkic cavalry.

After a while, more and more Turkic cavalry were behind Qin Zichuan.

...

"What a group of mad dogs!"

Qin Zichuan turned his head and looked at the dark Turkic cavalry behind him, his face full of helplessness.

But he had no fear.

The reason why he did this was just that he didn't want to implicate the people of Youzhou.

And now, his goal has been achieved.

"Brothers, I'm here!"

Looking at Dingzhou City not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The rain drizzled, but it still kept falling, but it couldn't clean the blood all over the ground.

Outside Dingzhou City, corpses were everywhere, and blood was washed by the rain, flowing backwards into a river.

The Red Rabbit Horse stepped on the corpse of the Turkic Iron Cavalry, and the horse's hooves were flying, but its speed remained unabated.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Qin Zichuan tightened the reins.

The red rabbit raised its front hooves and raised its head and roared.

One man and one horse, stop outside Dingzhou city.

He looked at the small hill not far away, where was the new home of the people of Dingzhou.

Although there is no tombstone, the expressions that look at death and those iron-hearted bones are vividly remembered.

Those white horses who lie down and never wake up again.

Those Dingzhou soldiers who were determined to retreat.

The people of Dingzhou who went to battle to kill the enemy.

Scenes slowly passed by Qin Zichuan's eyes.

"I'm back."

Qin Zichuan said and she burst into tears.

"Let's walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, I'll come to find you."

Qin Zichuan said, tilting his head and laughing "Haha".

That arrogant aura in the world.

That expression of looking at death.

The Turkic Iron Cavalry around him was so scared that he was frightened.

They were wandering around Qin Zichuan carefully.

Although Qin Zichuan had already surrounded him at this time, they did not dare to act rashly.

The fear brought to them by the white-armored general has long been deeply imprinted in the deepest part of their souls.

Even though the white-armored general was seriously injured at this time, they could not erase their inner fear.

"Baima Yicheng, charge!"

Qin Zichuan held up Fang Tian Painted Halberd and roared hysterically.

Although Bai Ma Yichen has long been killed in the battlefield.

But in Qin Zichuan's heart, Bai Ma Yicong was still with him.

The white horse is still there, and if you don’t die, you will charge!

"kill!"
To be continued...