Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

The wind on the plateau is still as refreshing as ever.

It whizzed past, blowing up dust and sand on the ground.

Under the strict escort of the Tang army, the Tibetans silently met their end.

The spears and swords surrounded them tightly.

Their eyes were filled with fear, despair and helplessness.

More of a numbness.

The country is destroyed!

There is only one main general here today, and that is Qin Ruzhao.

He was dressed in armor, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, but his stern face revealed a complicated expression.

Behind him, there were three thousand battalions.

There were a full 50,000 troops around to guard these Tibetans.

The scene was like a cage, trapping the Tibetans inside.

Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan stood at the front. They looked at the Tibetan people in front of them who were shivering with their heads down, and their hearts ached like a knife.

These are their people, who once lived freely, laughed and sang on the grassland, but now they have to suffer such a misfortune.

Both of them closed their eyes in an attempt to escape the cruel reality, but the miserable cries and pleas for mercy continued to reach their ears.

"Prime Minister, I, the Zamp, am the greatest sinner in Tubo!"

Songtsen Gampo laughed at himself, that smile was full of bitterness and helplessness, his voice trembled slightly with pain.

Lu Dongzan opened his eyes, which were bloodshot. He looked at Songtsen Gampo beside him, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"No, Zamp, you are wrong. You are the most powerful Zamp in the history of Tubo. Even if all the previous Zamps were combined, they would not be as powerful as you."

He praised Songtsen Gampo, but his words seemed so pale and powerless in this cruel scene.

Hearing what Lu Dongzan said, Songtsen Gampo opened his eyes, his eyes full of mockery.

"Then why did I lose? Now Tubo is about to be destroyed."

Lu Dongzan sighed, and that tone was filled with sadness.

"It's not your problem, Zamp."

"Because the opposing general is called Li Jing, no one who has fought him has ever been undefeated."

"Looking at his age, we are probably the last group of enemies to be defeated by him."

As soon as Lu Dongzan said this, both of them fell into deep silence.

The fear of being unable to be defeated and losing inexplicably came over me again like a tide.

They seemed to see Li Jing's invincible figure, pressing down on them like a mountain, making it hard for them to breathe.

One Tibetan after another compared their heights in front of the wheel, which was only half a man's height.

Those who were taller than the wheel were numbly taken to the simple wooden beheading platform.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they were immune to death.

The Tang army raised their swords and slashed them down. With a flash of cold light, a large head rolled around on the plateau. Blood gushed out from the neck like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding land red.

If you could look down at this moment, you would see the plateau in front of you, with heads rolling everywhere.

The scene was horrific and horrifying.

The Tibetan king, Songtsen Gampo, just watched quietly, his body trembling slightly, tears welling up in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.

His heart was filled with pain and self-blame, but he was powerless to do anything.

More than 30,000 people were killed, and no one knew how many of the Tang army's swords had their blades blunted.

The majority of the Tibetans were slaves, and the Tang army did not kill these slaves, but only killed the Tibetan aristocracy.

For these slaves, the Tang army only needed to feed them enough food and then take care of them simply.

Now that Datang’s infrastructure construction is about to begin, these are all very good resources.

In that era, no resource was more precious than people. They would become the laborers in the construction of the Tang Dynasty and pay for its prosperity with their blood and sweat.

Only about 2,000 Tibetan children were left in the circle. Their eyes were filled with hatred as they looked at the Tang army. That hatred was like a burning flame, blazing in their young eyes.

They clenched their tiny fists, their small bodies trembling slightly with anger. Although they did not understand why all this was happening, they knew that the people before them were their enemies.

"Everything is cut down, it's my turn now, right?"

At this moment, Songtsen Gampo looked carefree, but behind that carefree look was deep despair.

Living is already a torment for him, and he would rather end this endless pain with death.

Just as Songtsen Gampo was about to walk towards the execution platform, Qin Rukai called out to him.

"It's not your turn yet, Songtsen Gampo."

His voice was calm and cold, as if hiding a deeper determination.

Songtsen Gampo was stunned, looked at Qin Ruzhao with his eyes wide open, and even though he guessed something, he still pretended to be confused and asked.

"Aren't they all killed? Isn't it my turn and my great-grandmother's turn next?"

Qin Ruzhao looked at Songtsen Gampo with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Do you know how your Tibetan soldiers slaughtered the people of the Tang Dynasty?"

His words were like bombshells, exploding in the air.

Hearing Qin Ruzhao's words, Lu Dongzan's face showed a bad look.

"What do you want to do?"

He yelled, his voice tinged with fear.

Qin Ruzhao ignored him and walked up to the group of Tibetan children.

"Come and look, all of you, look at these hateful looks in their eyes."

he shouted.

"We killed so many Tibetans that they wanted to eat our flesh and drink our blood."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that they only have a little over 2,000 children now. What about a hundred years from now? What about five hundred years from now?"

"Who knows if they will come back and bring disaster to our future generations?"

"What we do to them today, they will do to our descendants again if they have the chance to rise up one day!"

"Do you want to see our descendants go through something like what happened today?"

His voice grew louder and louder, until it almost sounded like a roar. The sound carried far away on the wind and echoed across the plateau.

I don't know who said, "No!"

Although the sound was not loud, it was like lighting a fuse.

"In no mood!"

"In no mood!"

……

The unwanted sounds grew louder and louder, like surging waves, shaking on this plateau.

That was the roar in the soldiers' hearts, their worry about the future of the Tang Dynasty, and their venting of hatred towards the enemy.

Qin Ruzhao made a stop gesture, and after a moment, the army slowly quieted down.

The quiet atmosphere was even more oppressive than the roar just now.

"Brothers, the barbarians fear power but not virtue!"

Qin Ruzhao shouted loudly, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Today, I, Qin Ruzhao, am here, for the sake of future generations. I am willing to be the sinner who will be cursed for all eternity!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the wheel, each step firm and powerful.

Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan both widened their eyes, their eyes filled with fear and anger.

"No! No!"

"You went back on your word!"

"Is this how you in the Tang Dynasty go back on your word?"

"We all surrender!"

……

The two of them kept roaring, cursing, and struggling.

But you can't change what's going to happen.

Qin Ruzhao walked to the front of the wheel and looked at Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"What do you mean by going back on your word? If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. If our Tang Dynasty were defeated and surrendered, I don't think you, Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan, would let us go, right?"

"Reason is for speaking to people, not to uncivilized barbarians like you!"

Having said that, he kicked the wheel down.

"Pass my orders!" His voice echoed across the plateau.

"Higher than the wheel!"

"kill!"