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

Li Chengqian, Li Shimin and a group of old ministers sat on the high platform, each with a different expression.

Li Chengqian held a telescope and watched every move on the battlefield intently.

Li Shimin frowned slightly, his eyes showing both his emotion for the Goguryeo army's desperate charge on the battlefield and a hint of worry for Li Chengqian.

The old ministers were either sitting or standing, all with solemn and regretful expressions on their faces.

"Cheng Qian? Father, can you please do me a favor?"

Li Shimin broke the silence with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Li Chengqian slowly put down the telescope and turned to look at Li Shimin. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he responded respectfully: "Father, please speak."

"Cheng Qian, for the sake of these charging Goguryeo cavalry, please don't massacre the people of Pyongyang. It won't be good to continue!"

Li Shimin spoke earnestly to comfort him.

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes. After all, the Goguryeo army's performance today was indeed brave and fearless, which moved even this battle-hardened emperor.

As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, the old generals began to plead for mercy.

Cheng Yaojin said in a muffled voice, "Your Majesty, the Goguryeo people's actions today are truly heroic. Our Tang Dynasty should also behave like a great power."

Li Jing also stroked his beard and said slowly: "Your Majesty, if we massacre the people in Pyongyang, we will lose the support of the people. I hope Your Majesty will reconsider."

Even the always upright Wei Zheng stood up and said earnestly: "Your Majesty, the Goguryeo army has voluntarily submitted to death. There is no need to kill all the remaining troops and civilians in the city. It is better to spare their lives and use them as labor for the Tang Dynasty."

But Li Chengqian shook his head firmly and rejected all the advice.

His gaze returned to the battlefield, and he said in a cold tone, "I have already given Goguryeo respect. If I had not given them respect, the Qianwu cannons would have already been fired upon."

"There is no way I'm going to let them go. I won't let them go."

Li Chengqian's voice became louder and louder.

"Anyone who dares to resist will be massacred. I'm serious! Someone must pay the price for the lives of our Tang soldiers!"

His words echoed on the platform, plunging everyone into silence.

The historians sighed helplessly. They knew that with Li Chengqian's killing method, the record of this war in history books would probably not be good.

One has already started a discussion.

"Even the conquest of Goguryeo might not even be recorded in history books. The word 'slaughter' is more appropriate."

"The Goguryeo people in Liaodong surrendered quickly, and Your Majesty accepted their surrender."

"The people of Goguryeo refused to surrender, and as a result, their heads were piled higher than the city walls."

"Your Majesty is soft-hearted and doesn't respond to hardship. Goguryeo has brought this upon itself."

At the gate of Pyongyang, corpses were everywhere. Goguryeo soldiers fell one after another, and their blood dyed the ground red. Their bodies lay heavily on the corpses of Goguryeo people.

The corpses were piled up, it was a tragic scene.

On this tragic battlefield, Gao Zang, dressed in a conspicuous royal robe, was particularly eye-catching. He had already fallen in a pool of blood, breathless.

At this time, there were only two riders left under the city of Pyongyang, Yeon Gaesomun and Liu Sangzai.

Yeon Gaesomun was in extremely poor condition, barely breathing, and could fall off his horse at any moment.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, his body was covered with wounds, and blood was constantly flowing.

He used his spear to support his body, trying not to fall down immediately, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Liu Shangzai's condition was relatively better, but his eyes were also full of fear.

Liu Shangzai supported Yeon Gaesomun and cried with tears streaming down his face, "Da Molizhi, I'm useless. I didn't dare to kill him alone. I only survived because of Da Molizhi's protection!"

His voice was filled with tears, which seemed particularly desolate on the battlefield.

When Yeon Gaesomun heard what Liu Sangzai said, he slowly turned his head and looked at Liu Sangzai beside him.

His eyes were full of blood and his vision was blurred. He could not see Liu Shangzai's appearance at all, and even his voice was unclear.

He used up his last bit of strength and said with difficulty: "Live... on."

After a pause, he continued, "You and the Tang army...surrender and live...on!"

After saying this, Yeon Gaesomun finally couldn't bear it anymore. The spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell directly off the horse.

Seeing this, Liu Shangzai quickly dismounted and knelt beside Yeon Gaesomun.

He looked at Yeon Gaesomun, who had already died, and felt extremely sad.

He raised his head and looked around. Seeing the corpses of Goguryeo soldiers scattered on the ground and the aggressive Tang army in front of him, a deep sense of loneliness surged in his heart.

The world is so vast, but I can’t find a single sense of identity.

Liu Shangzai slowly picked up the sword in his hand, feeling the still warm body of Yeon Gaesomun, and muttered to himself: "Da Molizhi, wait for me! I'm coming!"

His voice was trembling, full of desperation.

"I'm scared to be alone!"

After saying this, this Goguryeo scholar who had never dared to kill anyone in his life raised his sword for the first time and killed someone.

The moment the sword blade passed through his neck, blood gushed out and his body trembled slightly.

At the last moment, he used his last bit of strength to adjust his position and slowly fell in front of Yeon Gaesomun.

He died in front of his master. Although he was of low character, he was still loyal.