Datang: My God of War identity was exposed by the princess

Chapter 123 I'm afraid I won't come back again

Those who dare to step half a step into Chang'an City will break your legs!
As soon as Prince Li Chengqian's words came out, the common people erupted again.

"Get out! Get out!"

"If you don't get out, I'll break your legs now!"

Countless people waved their fists and roared at the Tubo merchants.

Faced with this group of Chang'an people who might go berserk at any time, the Tubo businessmen dared not stay, and fled in fright.

"Hey, if I knew this blood-clothed general was so powerful, I wouldn't have left Chang'an."

"I don't regret the beginning!"

The Tubo merchants sighed one after another.

As a result, their property in Chang'an will be wiped out.

More importantly, Chang'an is their biggest market!
Leaving Chang'an means leaving Jinshanyinshan for them.

How could they not regret it?
The people of Chang'an didn't have the time to pay attention to them, the Tubo merchants, and the people of the whole city fell into ecstasy.

Everyone is looking forward to the triumphant return of His Majesty Li Er and General Bloody and their return home soon!

But at this time, by the Weishui River.

After Li Er gave the order, he passed out completely.

As for whether he is really dizzy or fake, only he knows.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty set up camp not far from the Weishui River.

There was no other way. At this time, the corpses piled up on the banks of the Weishui River like a mountain, and the blood flowed like a stream. It was really impossible to set up camp.

Li Er was in a coma for a day.

But Li Jing and the others simply treated the wound, and then gathered together to discuss matters.

Because when the Tang soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, they found a silver spear.

This spear is Duan Xiaofan's Gentian Bright Silver Spear.

Duan Zhixuan was holding the long spear tightly, tears pouring down his face.

As a soldier, how can he leave his weapon on the battlefield?

For soldiers, weapons are equal to life.

The gun is there, and the gun is dead.

But now, Duan Xiaofan's weapon is still there, but the person has disappeared.

Duan Zhixuan is just such a son, he managed to learn well and stop being a prodigal son.

But now, his life and death are uncertain.

Is it really necessary for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person?

Not only Duan Zhixuan burst into tears, but everyone present had red eyes.

The scene of the prodigal son fighting with the Turkic cavalry once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

That bloody back, that fearless look, is enough to move everyone.

The tragedy of this battle had already exceeded everyone's imagination.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Li Jing and the others would never have believed it.

But now, although they have personally experienced this battlefield, they still can't imagine how tragic the battle was when the prodigal son was surrounded.

"Fan Guogong, don't be too sad."

"Your son and auspicious man have their own celestial features, and they will be safe and sound."

Fang Xuanling comforted from the side.

"Send an order to expand the search area, and make sure to find General Duan!"

Li Jing ordered immediately.

It's just that when he said the word 'General Duan', it was so awkward.

After all, everyone calls prodigal son and Shun Zui ah!

But now, the former prodigal son has become the god of war in northern Xinjiang.

It has to make people feel that the world is unpredictable.

But, is he still alive?
"Someone is proud of my son!"

"The Duan family is proud of Fan'er!"

Duan Zhixuan shouted hoarsely.

The endless sadness filled the small military account.

Li Jing and the others couldn't find any words to comfort Duan Zhixuan, so they walked out of the military account with a sigh.

"Be like Duan Xiaofan when you give birth to a child!"

Looking at the Weishui River that was stained red with blood, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"He is the real God of War in my Tang Dynasty!"

Li Jing also couldn't help muttering from the side.

Although he is known as the God of War in the Tang Dynasty, but with the birth of the prodigal son, he has to admit that he is far behind the prodigal son.
Early the next morning, Li Er finally slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, everyone couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, you are finally awake."

Fang Xuanling asked weeping with joy.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

Li Er asked weakly.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's only for one night."

Du Ruhui said from the side.

"How many casualties did our army have in this battle? How is the battlefield cleaned up?"

Li Er nodded and continued to ask.

"Returning to Your Majesty, it is not easy for our army to win this battle miserably. As for the specific casualties, after returning to Chang'an, I will report in detail."

Li Jing hesitated for a moment and said.

Two veterans, Qin Qiong and Li Junxian, died in battle. Duan Xiaofan's whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are uncertain.

In addition, the [-] soldiers of Datang suffered heavy losses.

Li Jing really dare not say it!
He was really afraid that His Majesty Li Er would not be able to bear it!

"I want to know now! If you dare to lie to me, I will not forgive you lightly!"

Li Er coughed violently as he spoke.

"I dare not!"

Li Jing knelt down and said hoarsely.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the 1 soldiers are almost dead and injured. Now there are only less than [-] left. Among them, there are more than [-] wounded soldiers. I am afraid they will not be able to survive."

boom!
As Li Jing's voice fell, Li Er's body couldn't help shaking violently.

[-] soldiers followed him to the north, but now there are only less than [-] left.

Among them, there are more than 1 injuries, and they are almost unable to survive.

In this way, wouldn't there only be more than ten thousand people who could go home with him?

Thinking of this, Li Er couldn't help but get angry.

"Pfft!"

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body!"

Li Jing and the others couldn't help but exclaimed in worry.

"Turkic barbarians, the Tang Dynasty is incompatible with you, and you will never die!"

Li Er gritted his teeth and roared.

His crimson eyes were filled with endless murderous intent.

Although Jieli Khan is dead, so what?
It still can't offset Li Er's hatred of Turks in his heart!

As long as the Turkic royal court is still there, and only the Turkic court is still there, he, Li Er, will not stop dying!
At this moment, he can't wait to razed the entire Turkic to the ground!

But now, only more than [-] soldiers of the Tang Dynasty can survive.

What to use to invade the Turkic royal court?

So Li Er had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Xiaofan, is he back? Why didn't you come to see me?"

After half the payment, Li Er calmed down the roar in his heart, and asked with a frown.

"Return to Your Majesty, Duan Xiaofan hasn't come back yet."

Li Jing faltered and said Hong.

"What? Xiaofan hasn't come back yet?"

Li Er stared, and asked loudly.

"Report! News from the scouts in front of the blood-clothed general!"

At this time, the shouts of soldiers suddenly sounded outside the military account.

"come on in!"

Li Jing turned his head and shouted.

"The scouts from the front came to report. At [-] o'clock at night, they found that the blood-clothed general was being chased by the Turkic cavalry. The general fled westward."

"This morning, a hundred miles away, the blood-clothed general was found again."

"only."

"Just what? Say it!"

Li Er roared angrily.

"It's just that the blood-clothed general and others are surrounded by Turkic iron cavalry, and it may be difficult to escape."

The soldier said tearfully.

(End of this chapter)