As the sound of horse hooves gradually approached, everyone hoped that this was the soldiers who returned in triumph.

But when the cold wind blew away the thick fog, all people saw was a war horse coming with blood.

Every time the horse's hooves land, blood will be stained with the surrounding plants and trees.

And on the back of the war horse, a blood-worn cloak was carrying.

Seeing this scene, the gauze lamp in the city gate fell, and two lines of clear tears fell across his face.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were thrust.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of the war horse.

When I looked closely, this person was Ping'an Sword Immortal and Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his hand and gently stroked the head of the war horse, as if he was sensing the sadness in the war horse's heart.

After a few breaths, Ye Chen waved his right hand and a strange light flew out from the geese of the war horse.

A picture suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

In the picture, there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. A young general in white robe stood with a spear and stood up with a hard time.

Looking at the corpses around him, the young man in white robe had no fear in his eyes.

Remove the blood-soaked cloak from behind and gently put it on the horse's back.

Although there was no sound in this picture, everyone understood the sentence from his mouth.

"Take my cloak and see her."

After the young general in white robe finished speaking, the picture in the air disappeared instantly.

The war horse that had stopped also began to move forward again because it had to fulfill its owner's instructions.

The journey was full of blood, just to see the person who was waiting for a second time.

“其 ~”

The war horse made the last neighing sound and finally fell before the city gate.

As the war horse fell, cold wind blew around.

I saw the belt slipping off, and the red clothes slipping off with the wind, revealing the white clothes that had been prepared long ago.

A feeling of sadness surged into everyone's hearts.

Although no one told themselves what was going on, everyone already knew.

If you return safely, I will greet you with my wedding dress, if the heavens and men are separated forever, I will lead you in mourning clothes.

I just hope that these bright lights can guide the way home for thousands of heroic souls.

The white silk rose with the wind, and the soul of the Han man returned!

......

"Young Master Qi, this is the battle report."

An Jinyiwei presented the battle report in his hand with both hands, but facing the battle report in front of him, Mr. Huang did not go to answer immediately.

Instead, he said coldly: "Didn't I say that I only kill but not chase?"

"Why does this happen?"

Facing Mr. Huang's inquiry, the Jinyiwei glanced at the white clothes in the distance and said.

"A total of 29,316 people, none of them escaped at the last minute, and none of them took a step back."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Huang's fist clenched tightly.

"No one really stepped back?"

"It's true, and no one was captured."

Hearing this, Mr. Huang couldn't help but raise his head and close his eyes. He had also led the army to fight in person, so he naturally knew the cruelty of war.

What a tragic scene it would be when 30,000 people fought against 100,000 people, and all 30,000 people were killed!

At this time, Mr. Song's subordinates also sent a war report.

But at this time, the content of the battle report is no longer important.

Everyone in the world underestimated Ping'an City and Jiang Yuyan.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

"Did they say anything at the end?"

Faced with Mr. Song’s inquiry, the messenger pursed his lips and said with a little choking.

"I asked them why they fought to the death."

"What did they say?"

"I'm young and poor, so I don't give up any inch of land."

Hearing this, Young Master Song turned his head and looked at the city gate.

There is no crying, no hysteria, only endless sadness and heartbreak.

Although it is as weak as a reed, it is as tough as silk.

They had already made the worst plan, otherwise they would not have been wearing white under the red clothes.

Although they are just a group of weak women, the strength they show is comparable to that of thousands of troops.

If the women in Ping'an City are like this, then what should the sons in Ping'an City be like?

......

Somewhere in the corner.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at everything quietly.

Faced with such a scene, even Zhang Sanfeng's heart that had experienced a hundred years of ups and downs was touched.

A hundred years have allowed Zhang Sanfeng to see many people and things.

But Zhang Sanfeng had never seen tens of thousands of people look down on death like this. It took only half a year for Jiang Yuyan to come to the Sui Dynasty!

What exactly can make 60,000 soldiers fight to the death without retreating in this Ping'an City?

It can allow 60,000 wives to send their husbands to the battlefield in person.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Sixty thousand people use their lives to ask for your life, then I will care about my other people's business once more."

......

On the city wall.

Yan Nantian looked down quietly. At this time, he had endless emotions in his heart, but he couldn't find a place to vent.

At this moment, Yan Nantian made up a decision.

That is, no matter what tomorrow, I will save Jiang Yuyan's life.

Not for fame, fortune, or previous promises, just for the indescribable emotions in your heart, just for the things that are protected by 60,000 people with their lives.

......

Outside the city gate.

All the situations fell into Ye Chen's eyes, but Ye Chen's face was still calm.

brush!

A sharp sword energy rushed straight to the city wall, and stone chips were flying.

A moment later, two lines of words were left on the city wall.

"If you fight to the death, you can only bear the beauty with your deep affection."

After doing all this, Ye Chen immediately flew in one direction.

Dong!

A blow made a figure fly out, but before the figure could land, Ye Chen's fists and feet fell on him again.

The person who was knocked away was Li Jiancheng, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Countless fists and feet were flying, and a few white teeth fell during this period.

After half a cup of tea, Ye Chen stopped the movement in his hand.

Looking at Li Jiancheng who turned into a pig's head on the ground, Ye Chen said lightly: "There is no reason to beat you, it's just simply unhappy."

"If you don't agree, you can come to Ping An Inn to find me."

After saying that, Ye Chen turned around and left, but when he left.
To be continued...