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

The night fell heavily on the Tang army camp, quietly hiding the noise and fighting of the day.

Outside the tent, Wang Wen was alone, his figure elongated by the moonlight. His steps were slow, and the soles of his boots rubbed against the ground, making a slight rustling sound that was particularly clear in the silent night.

Wang Wen looked up at the vast galaxy. The stars were twinkling, as if emitting a mysterious and cold light.

But these lights could not dispel the confusion in his heart.

Ever since he left Chang'an and set foot on this strange land, a strange feeling has followed him like a shadow, tightly gripping his heart.

At first, he thought it was just fatigue from the long journey, but as the days passed, the feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger, as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything in secret, but he couldn't grasp it.

Just as he was thinking hard, he suddenly stopped and his eyes became sharp in an instant.

"The army of the Tang Dynasty, the Qianwu Army created by Your Majesty himself, should not be in this state today!"

Looking back on what I saw along the way, the burning, killing, looting and wanton behavior were completely contrary to the justice and benevolence that the Qianwu Army has always upheld.

Once upon a time, wherever the Qianwu Army went, they did not harm anyone, and the people lined the streets to welcome them. But now, in this foreign country, they have become like this. All of this is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

And all this was actually His Majesty's will.

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."

Wang Wen murmured in a low voice. These past few days, this doubt had been like a demon, haunting him, making him unable to sleep at night and unable to enjoy his food.

He secretly speculated that something extremely serious must have happened in Chang'an, otherwise, with His Majesty's wisdom, how could he issue such a puzzling order?

Wouldn't it be more troublesome to do this? It would mess up something that was originally going to be a smooth process.

Although he had only met His Majesty once, during that brief exchange, he truly felt His Majesty's heart that cared about the world. That resonance made him firmly believe that he could understand His Majesty's thoughts and ideas.

But what kind of deep meaning is hidden behind this seemingly contradictory instruction?

This obviously cannot be simply explained by the situation in Chang'an. After all, the current actions of the Tang army have completely deviated from the bottom line of principles that Your Majesty has always adhered to.

Thinking of the four kings of India who were now hiding in the city and resisting stubbornly with the strategy of clearing the countryside, Wang Wen had a strong premonition in his heart. He seemed to be about to touch the truth of the matter, but that crucial layer of window paper was still almost broken.

In his opinion, His Majesty is omnipotent and far-sighted, and would never issue a task that is impossible for them to complete.

But now, because of His Majesty's order, they are in a situation where time is tight and even the powerful Qianwu cannon is not with them. How can they break the deadlock?

Every word His Majesty had ever said kept echoing in Wang Wen's mind. Those words once illuminated his way forward, but at this moment, they could not guide him in the direction of breaking through the difficulties.

"Tang! Tang!"

He muttered to himself, his voice filled with persistence.

My thoughts drifted back to the first time I heard the words "天下为公", and the shocking scene seemed to be right in front of me.

"The world of our Great Tang belongs to all."

"My Qianwu dynasty is a new dynasty led by workers and peasants."

He repeated these words over and over again, and these words now carried a heavy weight in his heart.

Suddenly, all the things he had heard along the way in India emerged in his mind.

Under India's strict and cruel caste system, the low-caste people were like enslaved lambs, working for the high-caste people for free from generation to generation. Their lives were filled with endless oppression and suffering, and even their basic dignity and rights were deprived.

“Where there is oppression, there is resistance, and there is strength.”

Wang Wen's eyes instantly became firm and bright. At this moment, all the mysteries were solved in an instant, and he finally realized it.

Your Majesty wants to use this war to awaken the resistance deep within the hearts of the oppressed people in India, making them the key to breaking the deadlock.

The low-caste people in India have been oppressed for a long time, and the resentment and resistance in their hearts have long been accumulated like a mountain. It only takes one opportunity for them to erupt like a volcano.

In this way, within one month, by uniting the low-caste people of India and working together from inside and outside, it would be enough to capture the Four Kings of India!

Thinking of this, Wang Wen couldn't suppress his inner excitement. His chest heaved violently and he walked towards Qin Ruzhao's central military tent with firm steps.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to inform Qin Ruzhao of this important discovery and start a new chapter of defeating the enemy together.

At this time, in the central army tent, the candlelight flickered, and the dim light cast mottled shadows in the tent.

Qin Ruzhao was frowning, staring intently at the military book in his hand.

This book is a precious relic left to him by General Li Jing. Over the years, whenever he encountered a difficult problem, he would habitually open it, hoping to gain inspiration from Li Jing's wisdom.

However, at this moment, facing this almost unsolvable dilemma, even if General Li Jing were still alive, it would be difficult for him to find a strategy to defeat the enemy in such a tight time.

There is no doubt that they are capable of fighting, but time has become their most luxurious thing.

Just as Qin Ruzhao was lost in thought, a soldier's clear voice came from outside the tent: "Wang Wen requests an audience!"

Hearing the name Wang Wen, Qin Ruzhao raised his head slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Did you ask why he came to see me?"

He asked. The soldier bowed respectfully and replied, "General Qin, Wang Wen said he has important information to report to General Qin."

"Important information?" Qin Ruzhao couldn't help but shake his head slightly, thinking to himself, what kind of crucial information could Wang Wen have since he has been following the Crown Prince all the time?

As a vanguard general, charging at the front, he was unable to obtain key information, let alone him?

But after a moment's hesitation, Qin Ruzhao decided to meet Wang Wen, knowing that he was no ordinary man. His Majesty had solemnly instructed him to ensure Wang Wen's safety before leaving for the expedition, and there must have been a deeper meaning behind this. Perhaps this young man could truly bring about an unexpected turn of events.

After Wang Wen came in, he bowed to Qin Ruxin.

"General Qin."

Qin Ruzhao nodded.

"Wang Wen, I heard you have important information. Tell me about it."

Wang Wen shook his head.

"General Qin, I don't have any important information, and the current situation doesn't require any information. I came here to tell you the fastest way to defeat the enemy."

When Qin Ruzhao heard Wang Wen's words, his first reaction was disbelief.

What strategies can a major general have to defeat the enemy?

But he was still willing to listen patiently.

"Go ahead, Wang Wen, I'm listening."

Wang Wen paused.

Looking at Qin Ruzhao, he said.

"General, you know what His Majesty said: a single spark can start a prairie fire!"