"Come on, kill..."

"hold head high……"

A large group of elephant cavalry began to attack the city, followed by rows of hooks flying towards the wall of the southern city.

At this time, Wei Zheng hurriedly came to Li Chengfeng and said, "The Eighth Prince is in trouble! The Tubo army has begun to attack the city with hooks and locks. We'd better retreat first!"

"Evacuate? Where to evacuate? This is the Tang Dynasty, my hometown, Li Chengfeng, there is no way I can leave!"

Li Chengfeng frowned. Although he was small in stature, he had a very stubborn temper.

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng took back the Overlord Bow, summoned two of the top ten ancient swords from within the system, besides General Mo Xie, and began to cut the iron ropes on the tower.

But because there were too many Tubo soldiers, Li Chengfeng couldn't cut them down alone, so one after another, some strong Tubo soldiers began to climb up the ropes of the wall!

"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, Nancheng has been lost. The Xuanjia Army cannot withstand the attack of the Tubo Elephant Cavalry!"

"What? Nancheng was lost?"

Li Chengfeng's left and right hands each held a green and red sword, and there was a trace of worry on his little face.

"What the hell? Why haven't Li Jing and Qin Qiong come over yet?"

"The southern city cannot be broken. Let's all follow me down and attack the enemy!"

Li Chengfeng gritted his teeth and then ran down the tower. Wei Zheng also stayed behind Li Chengfeng, fearing that Li Chengfeng would be attacked by Tubo soldiers.

Although Li Chengfeng has great martial arts skills, Wei Zheng thinks he is still too reckless!

If Li Chengfeng was injured or died, I'm afraid Wei Zheng would not be able to bear this responsibility!

…

"Charge, kill..."

The gate of Nancheng has been broken open by the Tubo people.

Groups of Tubo soldiers rushed toward Suzhou.

They wielded long swords in their hands and wore dark red armor.

"Eighth Prince, we, we can't stand it any longer! They used elephant cavalry to break down the city gate and are about to surround us!"

Li Chengfeng came under the city tower and saw countless Tubo soldiers pouring into Suzhou South City like locusts.

Changsun Wuyi hurriedly came to Li Chengfeng and told him about the current situation.

Sure enough, 3,000 Xuanjia troops could not stop the attack of 100,000 Tibetan troops.

Moreover, in order to prevent the Xuanjia troops from being harmed, Li Chengfeng did not advocate leaving the city to meet the enemy.

"Eighth Prince, why don't we run away quickly? Nancheng, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Escape? Where are you going? Our reinforcements are coming soon, support me!"

Li Chengfeng said firmly.

Changsun Wuyi said: "Eighth Prince, we can't stand it anymore!"

"I can handle it!"

“I really can’t stand it anymore!”

"I can stand it. If I say I can stand it, I can stand it!"

Li Chengfeng ignored Changsun Wuyi's persuasion, and instead rode on a red-brown horse, shouting: "Xuanjia Army of the Tang Dynasty? You, are you willing to follow me, Li Chengfeng, to guard the borders of the Tang Dynasty and prevent the Tubo

Dog thieves occupy our land?"

"Eighth Prince, we are willing!"

To the left of Li Chengfeng, a large group of Xuanjia troops shouted in unison.

They are currently resisting the invasion of the Tibetans, but there are too many Tibetans, and no one can fight their way out.

‘Stab’…

A drop of blood fell on Li Chengfeng's face, and Li Chengfeng wiped it gently, turning it into a touch of red and smearing it on his cheeks.

Perhaps, in the old days, China was often invaded by foreign enemies.

Because Li Chengfeng is a patriot, he deeply knows what kind of cruel war China will go through in the future.

Therefore, as a Tang Dynasty person and a Han Chinese, Li Chengfeng will never allow his country to be occupied by others again!

“Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, so why return them wrapped in horse leather?”

Li Chengfeng's eyes turned sharp and he shouted: "Just die, at worst, eighteen years later, I will be a good man again! Brothers, I will clear the way for you, you can fight out with me!"

"Yes, the Eighth Prince!"

"Blue and Red Sword! Xuanyuan Sword Technique!"

"Buzz..."

So, Li Chengfeng mounted the red-brown horse, held General Mo Xie's two long swords, and fought his way out.

Everyone present was stunned!

Especially the Xuanjia Army of the Tang Dynasty. They thought that their Instructor Li and the Eighth Prince were just a weak child with no strength to restrain a chicken. Unexpectedly, when the Eighth Prince got into a fight, he actually swept them away with one sword.

A big piece?

"Come on... let's all follow the Eighth Prince and kill him out!"

"Kill out, and we must not let the Tubo thieves occupy the borders of our Tang Dynasty!"

"Kill, charge, charge... the Tubo dog thieves, I, Liu Changan, will fight with you!"

So, after Li Chengfeng fought a bloody path, the black black armor army followed one after another, breaking through the Tibetan attack and arriving at the land outside Suzhou Nancheng!

Immediately, Li Chengfeng turned around and shouted: "Kill all those Tibetan soldiers who invaded our Tang Dynasty, leaving no one alive!"

"Yes, the Eighth Prince!"

Maybe Li Chengfeng is such a person.

He knew that he could retreat three miles now, wait for reinforcements from Qin Qiong and Li Jing to arrive, and launch a counterattack.

But Li Chengfeng just couldn't stand his country's territory being trampled by the enemy.

Thinking of how the small island country invaded China in the past? Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng became angry.

How can we, a huge and majestic country, be invaded by foreigners like you, Tibetan people?

…

“Loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan? Why do they need to return their bodies wrapped in horse leather?”

In Suzhou City, Wei Zheng suddenly shed two lines of old tears, and his eyes were clouded with tears.

"Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, why return them wrapped in horse leather!"

Wei Zheng shouted and burst into tears.

He really didn't expect that the eighth prince's patriotism would be so strong?

In Wei Zheng's eyes, there is probably no one in the entire Tang Dynasty who loves his country's land more than Li Chengfeng!

But don’t forget, he is only a six-year-old child!

He is only six years old, but he knows more things than adults! Can Wei Zheng not be moved by this?

Wei Zheng is also very old now. If Wei Zheng were twenty years younger, he would definitely choose to follow Li Chengfeng.

Because there is a wise leader like Li Chengfeng, he will never let his subordinates suffer.

So, Wei Zheng patted Changsun Wuyi on the shoulder and said: "Changsun Wuyi, you are lucky to be able to follow the Eighth Prince in eight lifetimes! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly go out with your sword to support the Eighth Prince?

?”

"Yes, Prime Minister Wei Zheng, you should be more careful here!"

"Don't worry, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? I, Wei Zheng, am old, how can I be useless? At least I can beat a few Tubo people, and there will be no problem!"

"Okay, then I will go to support the Eighth Prince. Prime Minister Wei Zheng, please pay attention to your own safety!"

"Go ahead, I don't need you to worry about it!"
Chapter completed!