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

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Long Tuqi China's laughter suddenly rang out.

He was truly unable to laugh at himself, his shoulders trembling and his laughter echoing, shocking everyone present.

He really couldn't hold it anymore!

To be fair, if we ignore the blood-splattering and deafening shouts of battle before our eyes, and only consider the tone of Xin Badu's words, they do make sense.

The grand blueprint it described almost caused the Dragon Riders to drown in the quagmire of despair due to this false hope.

But the problem was that at this moment, the Yanqi soldiers retreated like a tide, and the defense line collapsed under the fierce attack of the Tang army.

Every inch of the palace was soaked in blood, the shouts of killing were deafening, and the weapons of the Tang army were close at hand.

What a bullshit fantasy!

Xin Badu stayed out of the matter, immersed in the beautiful dream he had woven, his eyes full of complacency. His face looked even more hateful against the backdrop of Long Tuqizhi's wild laughter.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!" Xin Badu shouted in a shrill voice, dancing with excitement.

"If Yanqi can defeat the Tang army this time, Your Majesty will surely shake the Western Regions and achieve an unprecedented feat!"

His saliva was flying and his eyes were shining, as if he was witnessing the grand scene of Long Tuqizhi ascending the throne of the overlord of the Western Regions and accepting the worship of all nations.

"By then, no matter whether it's the Tang Dynasty or the Western Turks, they will tremble in fear under the king's name and bow down to him!"

Although Long Tuqizhi usually accepted Xin Badu's slander and knew it was false flattery, he still indulged in that moment of vanity.

He numbed himself with the sweet words piled up by Xin Badu and enjoyed the false respect.

But at this moment, all this turned into a mockery. He suddenly stretched out his hands, tightly grasped Xin Badu's shoulders, and then smashed his big fist into that disgusting and smug face.

"I *you*!" Long Tuqizhi opened his eyes wide and roared.

"How dare you slander me at this time! What do you think of me, the Dragon Tuqizhi?"

He kicked Xin Badu hard in the abdomen, and the latter collapsed heavily on the cold stone floor.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Xin Badu's mouth, his eyes were full of grievance, tears were welling up in his eyes, but he forced himself to hold them back and not let them fall.

He raised his head tremblingly and looked at Long Tuqizhi with tears in his eyes.

Long Tuqizhi looked at Xin Badu's miserable appearance, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided, replaced by an indescribable complex emotion.

After all, Xin Badu has been following him for twelve years. During these long years, although he often gave advice in a flattering manner, he also offered suggestions and helped him solve many trivial matters.

And those words just now did give me a little comfort, even if it was just a short-lived illusory comfort.

Long Tuqizhi opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself, trying to break the solemn silence.

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded.

The Longtu cavalry subconsciously looked up at the sky, but saw only a clear blue sky without a single cloud. The blue sky mercilessly mocked their ignorance.

Before everyone could recover from their inexplicable shock, they saw the Tang army quickly remove pieces of waterproof cowhide, revealing rows of black muskets.

Immediately afterwards, muskets roared in unison, white smoke rose and filled the air, and the pungent smell of gunpowder instantly filled the entire palace.

Every shot was accompanied by a dazzling flash of fire and a deafening bang, and bullets ruthlessly took the lives of one Yanqi soldier after another.

The Yanqi soldiers watched helplessly as their comrades fell to the ground in an instant, and the blood spread on the stone ground, forming pools of blood.

The deafening sound of the gunfire continued to strike their fragile nerves.

They were already struggling to withstand the powerful offensive of the Tang army, and were only holding on due to greed. Now, facing this weapon as terrifying as thunder from the sky, their psychological defenses completely collapsed.

The weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a chaotic sound, and then they slowly raised their trembling hands to show surrender.

Guo Xiaoke's face was stern and his eyes were filled with disdain. He watched the scene in front of him quietly, watching the ants being defeated.

He raised his hand slightly, signaling the shield soldiers to advance and push away the Yanqi soldiers who were still in panic.

"Put down your weapons, put your hands on your heads, and squat against the wall. Anyone who disobeys this order will be killed!"

A captain of the Tang army shouted at the top of his lungs, with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

Upon hearing this, the Yanqi soldiers put their hands on their heads as if they had been pardoned, and squatted obediently by the wall. They curled up their bodies and lowered their heads.

Surrounded by a group of guards, the Longtu Cavalry tried to make a final struggle.

He held the sword tightly in his hand, but it seemed so weak in his trembling hands.

His legs were shaking, his eyes were filled with despair, and his panicked look revealed his inner fragility.

"Long Tuqizhi, you betrayed the Tang Dynasty. Your crime is unforgivable!"

Guo Xiaoke shouted loudly, his voice like thunder.

He took big strides and walked straight towards the Longtu Cavalry, his heart beating like a drum.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the guards of Longtuqi looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

They slowly put down their weapons, walked to both sides dejectedly, and squatted with their heads in their hands, imitating the Yanqi soldiers, leaving only the Longtu Cavalry standing there alone.

At this moment, he was abandoned by the Yanqi soldiers on this bloody battlefield. The air around him seemed to be frozen, and the only sound was the footsteps getting closer and closer.

As Long Tuqizhi looked at Guo Xiaoke who was approaching, the fear in his heart flooded like a broken dam.

Finally, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground in despair.

"General, please spare my life. I... I was forced by the Western Turks. I am not truly an enemy of the Tang Dynasty."

Long Tuqizhi begged, his voice full of regret. The arrogance he once had had long since disappeared, leaving only a poor creature struggling on the brink of life and death.

Seeing this, Xin Badu endured the pain in his body, crawled to Guo Xiaoke's feet tremblingly, and held his legs tightly with both hands.

He was in tears and pressed his face tightly against Guo Xiaoke's boots.

When Long Tuqizhi saw Xin Badu's humble appearance, he felt inexplicably moved.

In this critical moment of life and death, the treacherous minister who was despised by everyone became the only person who stayed by his side.

Who says treacherous ministers are bad? They are so good!

Guo Xiaoke was just about to kick the person at his feet away.

I heard him say that.

"General, this is the man! This man is Long Tuqizhi, the king of Yanqi, who is guilty of all kinds of evil!"

"He wasn't forced by the Western Turks at all! He accepted the Western Turks' betrothal gift, so he betrayed the Tang Dynasty!"

"His daughters have all been married to Western Turkestan!"

"And this guy has a mean look! I've been lurking around him for a long time!"

"Every time he gets drunk, he says things that are detrimental to the unity between Yanqi and the Tang Dynasty!"

"General! Those words! Even a lowly person can't say them!"