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

Wu Meiniang stood gracefully in the hall. She first turned her head slightly and glanced at Su Zhi who was sitting high on the first seat with a look of asking for instructions.

Su Zhi's face was calm and she nodded gently. That slight movement gave Wu Meiniang clear instructions.

Wu Meiniang understood. She straightened her back and cleared her throat gracefully. Her clear voice immediately echoed in the magnificent hall: "Guo Xiaoke has defeated the Yanqi and Western Turkic armies!"

Then, she read out in clear and loud voice the battle report that carried the mighty military power of the Tang Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, your servant Guo Xiaoke, bows and respectfully presents this report of the Western Expedition to you."

"I led five thousand Tang soldiers, marching at night and arriving at dawn. Under cover of darkness, we forcibly crossed the river surrounding Yanqi."

"At daybreak, the troops were at the gates of the city and quickly climbed up and entered the city."

"The people of Yanqi relied on their strategic location and took no precautions. Our army descended like a divine force from the sky, causing chaos in their city."

"I personally led the soldiers bravely into battle and stormed the palace. Our morale was greatly boosted and we were invincible."

"In this battle, we beheaded 7,000 enemy soldiers and captured the Yanqi King, Long Tuqizhi, alive. This was a resounding victory, and it brought great prestige to the Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions.

Wu Meiniang paused, took a deep breath, and continued reading:

"On their way back to victory, the army encountered a pursuit of 10,000 elite cavalrymen from the Western Turks at Yinshan."

"I immediately assembled my army and prepared for battle. The Western Turks relied on their numbers to attack, but our army maintained a strong formation and our soldiers fought back vigorously with their spears, inflicting countless casualties on the enemy and dampening their morale."

"I saw that the enemy's formation was in disarray, so I decisively counterattacked with cavalry, severely defeating the Western Turks, beheading over a thousand of them, and chasing them for dozens of miles, forcing them to flee and never dare to attack again.

"In this expedition, the Tang army was united and brave, overcoming all difficulties and dangers and ultimately achieving complete victory."

"I will continue to uphold Your Majesty's might and virtue, lead the army to pacify the borders, and maintain peace in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and live up to Your Majesty's trust and heavy responsibility."

"Your Highness, Guo Xiaoke, respectfully submits!"

When Wu Meiniang read out this battle report with great emotion, there was a sudden silence in the hall. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all turned their eyes to Mondola, with strange expressions in their eyes.

Only Li Zhi looked at Wu Meiniang from time to time.

He didn't want to, but he couldn't help it.

No wonder Mondola was the first to jump out and speak out. It turned out that he was beaten by the Tang army and fled in panic. Now he wants to take advantage of the Tang Dynasty's attack on Goguryeo and the emperor's absence to regain some face at this banquet, but he never thought that the battle report would expose his ugly side.

Just think about it, the Tang army had only 5,000 people, but they not only successfully attacked the city, but also annihilated Yanqi in one fell swoop and captured its king alive. Such a brilliant record is amazing.

And you Western Turks, with a total of 10,000 elite cavalry, set up an ambush and launched a surprise attack in advance, which should have given you the upper hand. However, you were chased and killed by the Tang army for more than ten miles, and more than a thousand people were beheaded. How was this battle fought?

It's simply embarrassing.

To put it bluntly, even if you just brought a dog from home to command the group, it wouldn't be beaten into such a miserable state.

This battle report was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the fire of ambition that had just ignited in the hearts of many people.

The envoys, previously blinded by ambition, were suddenly awakened. They began to reflect: their small nation was but a drop in the ocean compared to the Tang Dynasty. What qualifications did they have to dare to gnaw a piece of flesh from the Tang Dynasty? Did such a small nation really deserve it?

Mondola stood there, clearly feeling the strange gazes from those around her, as if a thorn in her back.

His whole face flushed red.

If the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty were here, he would never dare to say such provocative words so brazenly.

Because in his eyes, the emperor was simply a madman who did things without considering the consequences.

Even if there was only a slight provocation, even if the Tang Dynasty fell into some crisis, the emperor would certainly attack the Western Turks without hesitation and would never tolerate it.

In his opinion, what all politicians hate most is this impulsive character. However, the most terrifying thing is that this impulsive person happens to control a powerful country like the Tang Dynasty.

The emperor finally left Chang'an this year to conquer Goguryeo, thinking that he had an opportunity, but who would have thought that the queen would be so impulsive.

He really didn't understand. Didn't the queen know that the Tang Dynasty was now making every effort to conquer Goguryeo?

Why did they treat him, the envoy of Western Turkestan, so ruthlessly and not give him any face at all?

Isn't the Tang Dynasty afraid of a two-pronged war? If so, can they still recover?

Su Zhi sat upright on the high seat. Seeing Mondora's complex and changing expression, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes revealing displeasure. She slowly said, "Western Turkic envoy, it seems to me that you seem very unconvinced?"

"Why don't you just speak frankly and tell me if you are really dissatisfied?"

Hearing Su Zhi's words, Mondola suddenly seemed to be choked, and his face turned pale and red.

He suppressed his emotions, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Your Majesty, I'm not dissatisfied. I'm just feeling a little unwell and can't continue attending the banquet. I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, he prepared to turn around and leave in a hurry.