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

Li Jing has been on the battlefield for many years, and the rhythm of every battle has been engraved in his bones.

Any abnormality on the battlefield may hide a huge crisis, and the dead silence in the direction of Songzhou this time is like a thick fog.

This unknown filled his heart with anxiety.

His weather-beaten face looked even more solemn in the candlelight of the tent.

Every wrinkle seems to be engraved with the cruelty and hardship of past wars.

In his deep eyes, besides the wisdom of a veteran, there is more worry at this moment.

He paced back and forth in the tent, thinking about various possibilities in his mind, and every guess made his brows frown deeper.

"General, the army is still fifteen days away from Songzhou, but there is no news from Songzhou. This... is too abnormal."

A lieutenant said with a frown, a hint of worry in his voice.

Li Jing nodded slightly.

"Yes, according to common sense, the Tibetan army should have been at the gates of Songzhou City by now, and the beacon fires should have been lit long ago."

"It's as calm as the surface of a lake before a storm. It seems calm, but in reality, there are undercurrents. I'm afraid there's some conspiracy waiting for us."

It would take a full fifteen days for the army to reach Songzhou, but the direction of Songzhou was like a dead abyss, with no news coming.

This should have been the time when the army was approaching and the sky was full of war. According to common sense, the Tubo army should have arrived at the city of Songzhou and the fierce siege should have begun.

But now this strange silence, like the suffocating calm before the storm, made him feel very uncomfortable.

Qin Ruzhao was sitting aside. Looking at Li Jing's solemn expression, his heart tightened involuntarily, knowing the seriousness of the matter.

"Old General, is there any news from Yizhou?" Qin Ruzhao asked softly, his eyes fixed on Li Jing.

Li Jing sighed deeply and said slowly, "There's no news from Yizhou either. The Tubo army is nowhere to be found. There must be something fishy going on. I'm worried there's a trick."

"This is like an invisible trap. If we are careless, we may fall into an irretrievable situation. Songtsen Gampo is not someone to be trifled with."

There was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, and various bad situations kept appearing in his mind.

"But I have already sent a letter to the governor of Yizhou, and I am afraid that he will receive the news soon."

Qin Ruzhao felt uneasy after hearing this, as he knew very well that Li Jing's military intuition had never been wrong.

He immediately clasped his fists and asked for permission.

"Old General, I am willing to lead the 3,000-man battalion to investigate first. The 3,000-man battalion is highly mobile and can guarantee safety."

He couldn't let the old general worry so much, he had to step forward, and he was confident in the strength of the 3,000-strong battalion.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is vulnerable.

The Three Thousand Battalion was a special elite division, with all soldiers and horses equipped with heavy armor, and their equipment was even far superior to that of the Black Armor Army.

After all, Marco of the Black Armor Army didn't have the money to purchase heavy armor.

On the battlefield, this is simply an unstoppable force.

Their heavy armor and spare horses were transported by a special logistics team.

Once their heavy armor is removed, the horses of the Three Thousand Battalion are already the best of the best, and their speed may even be faster than that of ordinary light cavalry.

As Li Jing thought about this, he looked at the map thoughtfully, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

He hoped to find out the situation in Songzhou as soon as possible, but he was also worried that this trip would put the Three Thousand Battalion in danger. After all, this was the favorite of His Majesty and the elite division of the Tang Dynasty.

The Three Thousand Battalions are the troops that His Majesty treasures the most. Every soldier is an elite, and their military quality is unprecedented in Li Jing's life.

His Majesty handed over the Three Thousand Battalions to his own hands, and Qin Ruzhao was His Majesty's trusted and beloved general, holding a high position and great power.

This journey is full of dangers. If something goes wrong...how should I explain to Your Majesty?

But if they are not sent, the situation in Songzhou will be like a bomb that can explode at any time, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

His heart was struggling fiercely between responsibility and worry.

Qin Ruzhao saw Li Jing's concerns.

"Old General, I understand your concerns, but we must act swiftly. If we rush forward without investigating the situation, we risk being ambushed."

"I will be careful and prudent, and live up to the general's trust."

He looked at Li Jing with a firm gaze.

Li Jing thought for a moment and nodded.

"Well, you must be careful and don't get too excited about the fight. If you encounter a strong enemy, return quickly."

He patted Qin Ruzhao's shoulder, his eyes full of trust and entrustment, but his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"If you encounter an enemy, and your armor is slow to arrive, you must wait until the armor arrives before fighting!"

After receiving the order, Qin Ruzhao replied loudly.

"I will obey your orders!"

After saying this, he did not dare to delay for even a moment and led the three thousand troops to march day and night.

The logistics troops of the Three Thousand Battalion followed slowly behind with the reserve war horses and the heavy armor of the Three Thousand Battalion soldiers.

This slowness is relative.

As for the speed of the army, it is naturally much faster.

Qin Ruzhao has a sense of mission to serve the Tang Dynasty, but is also wary of unknown dangers.

We must rush to Songzhou as soon as possible to find out the situation and not let the Tibetans take advantage of the situation.

In just two days, they arrived in Yizhou like a gust of wind.

The logistics team of the 3,000th Battalion followed closely behind, but they had too many things to carry, so they would be at least two days slower than the current 3,000th Battalion.

Yizhou, this prosperous city, was now somewhat tense due to the shadow of war. The people on the streets looked panicked and talked among themselves.

"I heard that Tubo is going to attack us. What should we do?"

An old man said with a worried look on his face.

"You are worrying for no reason. Can Tubo pass through Songzhou?" A woman holding a child, her eyes full of confidence.

Qin Ruzhao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that nothing had happened in Yizhou.

"Quick, write a battle report and inform General Li that we have arrived safely in Yizhou."

"I hope this can give the old general some peace of mind, but what exactly is going on in Songzhou? I hope it's not too late."

After writing the battle report, he handed it to the governor of Yizhou.

"Commander Li, please send someone to deliver this letter to the army as soon as possible so that General Li can rest assured."

Hearing Qin Ruzhao say this, Governor Li was even more confused.

"General Qin, I passed the intelligence about Songzhou to the army five days ago. Didn't General Li Jing receive it?"

Hearing what Governor Li said, Qin Ruzhao felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

"What battle report did you send?"

"General Qin, I'm sending the Tibetan cavalry to block the road between Songzhou and Youzhou. We have 30,000 infantry in the city. Going out would be suicide! I'm afraid Songzhou is surrounded by Tibetans!"

Hearing what Governor Li said, Qin Ruzhao felt that something was wrong and was afraid that someone was interfering behind the scenes!

Thinking of this, he began to get anxious.

Qin Ruzhao took a short rest in Yizhou, replenished the necessary supplies, and allowed the soldiers and horses to recover some strength.

He looked at the soldiers' somewhat tired faces.

"Everyone is working hard, but we can't stop. We have to go and see what happened in Songzhou!"

"Everyone, take this time to rest and check your equipment and horses. We still have a long way to go."

"Take a look at all the firearms, so you don't get silenced when the time comes."

Qin Ruzhao gave the order while he himself was thinking about the situation he might encounter next.

After resting, Qin Ruzhao resolutely left Yizhou with his 3,000-man army and rushed towards Songzhou.

The closer we got to Songzhou, the stronger the pungent smell of blood and decay in the air became.

The smell is like an invisible hand, tightly grasping everyone's heart.

"General Qin, these Tibetans deserve to die!"

A young soldier tightly grasped the Mo Dao hanging on the saddle.

Said with an angry look.

He had never seen such a cruel scene.

This is also the reason why Li Chengqian had to take all three camps out for a walk.

Soldiers who have never experienced war.

Not even a soldier.

Courage is very important!

Qin Ruzhao looked at the 3,000-man battalion, full of fighting spirit, and gave a reminder.

"Be prepared, I'm afraid there are powerful enemies ahead."

"Our armor hasn't arrived yet. If there's any danger, fire all your muskets and crossbows. Don't engage in close combat!"

"Our horses are fast. Remember, obey orders! Don't fight too long! We are heavy cavalry. Your Majesty has spent a lot of money on each of us. Don't treat yourselves as light cavalry."

"For the sake of the Tang Dynasty and for the sake of those civilians who died. Please be patient!"

He gripped the reins tightly, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

His Majesty said that as a commander, one must have a clear mind.

Tolerate!

Once the three thousand battalions were armored, he would definitely let these Tibetans know.

What true cruelty!

When they actually stepped into this area, the scene before them made these young soldiers grit their teeth and hold their lances tightly.

Their hearts were filled with anger and hatred towards the Tibetans.

"This...this is too tragic! Is this something a human would do?"

A soldier from the Three Thousand Battalion opened his eyes wide, his eyes filled with shock and pity.

His heart was trembling. The tragic plight of these innocent people almost made him collapse. At the same time, he was filled with anger at the cruel acts of the Tibetans.

"The Tibetans are nothing but beasts! They don't even spare the children!"

Qin Ruzhao looked in that direction and saw several children hanging on wooden stakes, tightly strung together by a bamboo spear.

roared another soldier, his face flushed with anger and his teeth chattering.

He wished he could rush up and fight the Tibetans to the death to avenge the deaths of the civilians.

Those were scenes of horrific suffering that appeared in their minds.

Most of the houses have collapsed, leaving only ruins trembling in the wind.

The bodies of the villagers were lying all over the ground, and there was hardly a single survivor.

Some of the corpses were mutilated, some were unrecognizable, flies were buzzing around them, and a nauseating stench was emanating. Every scene was like a knife, piercing the soldiers' hearts.

"You beast! We must avenge the people!"

A soldier from the Three Thousand Battalion roared angrily, with flames of revenge burning in his eyes.

He swore in his heart that he would make the Tibetans pay for their blood debt with blood and seek justice for these poor people.

Qin Ruzhao said nothing, his face as gloomy as water.

His hands gripped the reins tightly.

The joints of the fingers also turned white due to excessive force.

Lun Qinling led 7,000 cavalrymen to guard the rear of Songzhou. There was no mercy on his cold face, and his eyes flashed with cruelty.

He looked at Qin Ruzhao's 3,000 light cavalry from afar, his heart filled with disdain.

What can a mere 3,000 light cavalry do? He has 7,000!

Lun Qinling did not think that in a cavalry battle, the Tang army could fight one-to-one with the Tubo army.

He is afraid of nothing except the Black Armor Army.

"Warriors! Charge!"

"Crush this Tang cavalry!"

The seven thousand Tibetan cavalrymen rushed towards the three thousand camps like a tide.

"General Qin, what should we do?"

Qin Ruzhao was trembling all over, his mind telling him that he should fight to wear down the enemy and then leave.

But looking at the corpses of civilians scattered all around.

Qin Ruzhao gritted his teeth.

"Fight! Beat them hard! Brothers, prepare to charge! See you at the Xianyang Cemetery!"

"Boss, should we take a break from the limelight?"

A soldier from the Three Thousand Battalion who still had some sense asked.

Qin Ruzhao glanced at him.

"Should I avoid his edge?"

As he spoke, he raised the spear in his hand high.

"We are His Majesty's most elite heavy cavalry! We are the most elite troops of the Tang Dynasty. Today, our three thousand battalions will fight to prove our reputation!"

"Leave your name in history!"

"What's the use of heavy armor? We can still kill the enemy without it!"

"Brothers, kill them and avenge the people!"

……

"Haha, Tangren, you're late!"

Lun Qinling led seven thousand cavalrymen and laughed arrogantly.

He felt that these Tang people could no longer change the situation, Songzhou City would soon be captured, and his atrocities would become his glory.

Although Qin Ruzhao couldn't hear what Lun Qinling said, just looking at his arrogant face made Qin Ruzhao want to kill him.

"You thieves, you have committed many evil deeds, and today is the day you will die!"

The anger in his heart had burned to the extreme, and he wanted to fight for these tragically dead people!

There was only one thought in his mind, which was to destroy the enemy in front of him.

……

Under the city of Songzhou, the 300,000-strong Tibetan army was like a surging tide, attacking Songzhou day and night.

The shouts of killing and the roar of siege engines hitting the city walls intertwined together. The sound was deafening, like the roar of death.

"Commander-in-Chief Yang, Songzhou City can no longer be defended!"

A soldier on lookout shouted, his voice filled with anxiety and fear.

He watched Songzhou City crumbling under the attack of the Tubo army, and his heart was filled with worry, fearing that the city would fall.

Under this overwhelming attack, Songzhou City is on the verge of collapse, like a small boat in a storm, which may be swallowed up at any time.

The defenders in the city were fighting desperately, their hearts filled with the love of protecting their homes and hatred for the enemy.

They knew that once the city was broken, the people would suffer a devastating disaster, so they would rather die than surrender and defend Songzhou City with their own flesh and blood.