Chapter 11

"Dong!"

Yeluduan's huge head soared up, then fell to the ground again, still keeping his angry eyes open.

Blood seeped into the soil, making the color of the red soil look even more frightening.

The audience fell into silence in an instant.

"Dead... Dead?"

Someone wiped his eyes. It seemed incredible.

Yeluduan is a strong general of Turks. He has been active in Youzhou for many years, and he is very brave.

Even Luo Yan may not be able to win!

Now...

one move and you lose?

This more or less makes people feel a little unreal!

Luo Dudu forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and quietly led his men to stab in the back while these Turkic barbarians were still in a daze.

The screams continued until half a cup of tea was over, when a Turkic Muggle wanted to ride away like a wolf crying and crying...

a stone set off a thousand waves!

The commander has been killed, and the morale of the remaining thousands of Turkic cavalry has already been lax. How can they continue to fight?

Has begun to flee!

The more than ten generals still wanted to stabilize the position, but they were afraid to disturb the killing God. They didn't even dare to shout too loud. They looked very funny.

"Revenge, brothers!"

Luo Yan certainly won't miss this excellent opportunity, won a horse, angrily pursue!

The rest of the people are also like this. The Turkic barbarians, who used to be very powerful in their eyes, are now as vulnerable as earthen avalanches and tile dogs!

Another group of Qingqi came from behind, but Yang Yong, who was waiting several miles away, was worried and led hundreds of them to reinforce.

Seeing the defeated posture of Turks, they also joined in the battle and beat the dogs in pain!

After Li Qiu killed yeluduan, he did not move. He sat on the high horse and enjoyed a moment of peace in the quiet night.

The breeze is blowing, the moon is bright, and the smell of the sun baking the earth is still lingering. The sound of insects, frogs and birds still lingers in my ears!

Everything is so beautiful!

"Brush..."

a light noise attracted his attention. When he looked up, he saw dozens of old people hobbling along, followed by the black crowd.

These people stopped fifty steps away, and the old men knelt down first and bowed down.

"People of Youzhou, thank you for your life!"

The rest knelt down and kowtowed: "thank you for your life, general!"

Some people still have tears in their eyes. The disheveled appearance is very desolate, which makes Li Qiu sigh.

He nodded slightly in response.

These leaders are also mature. They can see some fatigue in Li Qiu's eyes. When they see the white robes that are almost dyed red, their hearts are sour!

"Take care, general!"

A few simple words, but the most ardent entrustment of the people, and then these old people will lead people back.

Li Qiu looked at it quietly for a while and soon closed his eyes.

After fighting for most of the night, although there was nothing wrong with his body, his mind was more or less affected.

It's his first time to kill tonight!

...

when the common people stepped back to one side, an old man with refined manners and white hair finally couldn't bear it, and tears fell from his red eyes.

He looked at the quiet night sky, his face full of sorrow.

"Mr. Tang, you Some officials in Youzhou are puzzled.

In his old age, Tang had the wisdom to penetrate the world easily.

He didn't answer. After a long time, he rubbed his tears and murmured:

"who knows that the red dress is white, and who knows the sorrow of white bones in China? Who expected the general...

"it's not a general at all!"

"Alas..."

with a long sigh, even the sound of the wind also resonates, which makes people feel sad.

The word "general" carries too much!

"Mr. Tang, what you mean is..."

"this is a young man. Although he doesn't know where he came from, he should also be a member of Youzhou people..."

Mr. Tang said his guess slowly:

"he should be killing for the first time, his eyes are cold but pure, and mixed with a trace of hesitation after killing."

"This group of people... Were killed from Youzhou... All the way to blood..."

...

The Kung Fu of a cup of tea is understood by many people. Judging from the current situation, it's no different from what Tang said.

Many people's heart is particularly heavy, looking at the group of figures standing under the moon like sculptures, one by one is also respectful."Who on earth are they?" Someone said in an astringent voice.

"The patron saint of Youzhou!"

There are too many secrets hidden in Youzhou. No one knows whether Baima Yi has been inherited or not!

All...

are just legends, shrouded in a mysterious veil!

In a short time, the battle was coming to an end, and only a few hundred Turkic barbarians escaped. This was no different from a big victory, and everyone cheered.

"Governor Luo!"

Luo Yan is also celebrating, and suddenly a familiar voice rings...

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