"Can you fight?"

Qin Zichuan let out a long breath, and his sharp eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The soldiers around him replied loudly.

"The blood debt must be paid for blood!"

Qin Zichuan roared.

The endless murderous intent spread everywhere again.

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

The shouts suddenly shook the sky.

Although they were scarred and exhausted.

But Qin Zichuan, who was like the god of war, gave them hope again.

At this moment, the blood in their bodies was ignited by Qin Zichuan.

They have long put their life and death aside.

They only want to kill the Turks in blood and die in the battlefield!

"How many people are there in the Turkic Miscellaneous?"

Qin Zichuan asked lightly.

"Ten Thousands of Iron Cavalry."

“How many do we have?”

“There are few left…”

"Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

"Fuck it!"

Qin Zichuan said and rode his horse.

...

Chang'an.

It was late at night, but the lights were brightly lit in Lizheng Hall.

"I will report to Your Majesty, Youzhou will be in a hurry."

Li Jing, the Minister of War, said frowned.

"How many enemy troops?"

The Turks repeatedly offended the frontier, and Li Er was not surprised this time.

"Jie Li Khan personally led hundreds of thousands of troops, and Youzhou was not protected!"

Li Jing replied worriedly.

"What?"

Li Er immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

"If the border is lost, the Turkic barbarians will be able to point their swords at Chang'an soon!"

Li Jing said gritting his teeth.

"This group of traitors!"

Li Er roared angrily.

"So quickly pass on Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, and Changsun Wuji to the palace."

...

At this time, a group of women, children and scholars were tied to the punishment platform in Youzhou City.

"We're going to celebrate the New Year today!"

"What a tender two-legged sheep!"

"Let me enjoy enough first, then put it in the pot!"

The Turkic barbarians were talking nonsense.

"You beasts have the ability to come to me!"

A Tang Dynasty soldier roared.

"A bunch of wastes, and want to stop our Turkic cavalry!"

"Another two-legged sheep who has lived enough!"

"Go to see the King of Hell!"

Just heard a "puff".

The injured soldier was chopped into a pool of blood by a slash of Turks.

"A beast who is full of conscience!"

"No, they are not even as good as beasts!"

The scholars around him shouted in tears.

They are scholars from Youzhou.

When the city gate was broken, they did not escape first.

The soldiers guarding the city killed the enemy in blood in front, and they escorted the old and weak in the rear to escape.

But now, they and these women and children have no chance to escape again.

"Are you afraid?"

An elderly master stood up and asked.

"Don't be afraid! I swear to live and die with Youzhou!"

His students stood on the left and right and shouted.

"Baby, are you afraid?"

"Mom, I'm not afraid."

"Good boy, we can go to find your father later."

The woman from Youzhou hugged the child in her arms tightly and said with a smile.

But they smiled and tears slashed their cheeks.

Some of them are daughters-in-law from Youzhou.

Some are the loving mothers of Youzhou soldiers.

Now, facing the scimitar in the hands of the Turkic barbarians.

They didn't have a trace of fear.

They want to go to the underworld with their children and their husbands.

It is said that behind every successful man, there is an unknown woman.

And at this moment, behind every man in Youzhou.

There is a woman who is willing to go to the underworld with him.

They are unfortunate.

They are even happier.

"I am the descendant of Yan Huang and the descendant of the dragon. How can I be afraid of these beasts!"

The old master raised his head and said with a laugh.

His back had been bent long ago.

But his waist is straight.

"I am the descendant of Yan Huang and the descendant of the dragon!"

The scholars in Youzhou shouted together.

"I am the descendant of Yan Huang and the descendant of the dragon!"
To be continued...