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

Songzhou.

This important border town was like an isolated island ravaged by a storm. Under the heavy siege of the Tibetan army, the city was filled with a tense and tragic atmosphere.

The soldiers and civilians in the city had already made up their minds to die. The fire of unyieldingness burned in everyone's eyes, and they were ready to fight a life-and-death battle with the Tubo army.

Just as the military and civilians of Songzhou were united in preparing to fight to the death with the Tubo army, a soldier hurriedly crossed the smoke-filled streets and ran towards the city wall.

His face was blackened by the flames of battle, but his eyes sparkled with excitement. He ran and shouted, "General Han, General Han! Reinforcements have arrived! Thirty thousand reinforcements from Yizhou have arrived!"

Han Wei was originally standing on the city wall, observing the movements of the Tibetan army outside the city with a frown.

Hearing the shout, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and his frown relaxed slightly.

He was overjoyed, thinking that the army led by Li Jing had arrived.

If this is the case, not only can the siege of Songzhou be lifted, but he can also defend Songzhou, which would be a great achievement. This honor will be engraved in the military merit book of the Tang Dynasty.

But when he heard the soldier's next words, the surprise in Han Wei's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of disappointment.

However, he quickly cheered up. At this critical moment of a do-or-die battle, 30,000 more people meant more strength. More importantly, it would greatly boost the morale of the entire Songzhou.

He acted decisively and shouted, "Quick, let them in and meet the enemy directly on the city wall!"

In the Tubo army camp, Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan were standing on a high place, looking at Songzhou City from afar.

There was a glint of ambition in Songtsen Gampo's eyes, while Lu Dongzan analyzed the situation with a serious expression.

Just as Songzhou was about to fall, a new group of defenders appeared out of nowhere. These soldiers looked energetic, forming a sharp contrast with the exhausted defenders in Songzhou City.

Songtsen Gampo's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm. He gritted his teeth and said, "It really never ends!"

When Lu Dongzan heard Songtsen Gampo's complaint, he hurried forward and said, "Here! Zamp!"

Songtsen Gampo waved his hand fiercely: "Let our army march out in full force! Take Songzhou before tonight! We must take Songzhou before the Tang army! I have a bad feeling."

When Lu Dongzan heard Songtsen Gampo's order, he frowned and looked worried: "Zanpu, if we force the city like this, won't our casualties be too high? We've already lost a lot of troops."

Songtsen Gampo glared at Lu Dongzan fiercely, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination: "Prime Minister, now is not the time to consider the number of casualties."

"Aren't our casualties heavy enough? Why haven't we taken Songzhou yet? These Tang people are like hard rocks. If we want to win, we must be harder than them."

"Don't underestimate their increased garrison. In fact, our casualties were so heavy that the people in Songzhou City were already exhausted. They are now just paper tigers."

"The new defenders are simply not used to our frequent sieges. Tonight, Songzhou must be captured! Go give the order!"

Lu Dongzan knew that Songtsen Gampo's determination could not be changed, so he could only respond helplessly: "Yes, Zamp!"

Tonight, everything turned out just as Songtsen Gampo had expected.

The newly arrived defenders seemed a little overwhelmed by the almost crazy and suicidal siege of the Tibetan soldiers.

The intensity of the Tubo army's siege this time was even higher than during the day, and the surging offensive was like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Even this time, Songtsen Gampo did not even use slaves. All the young and strong men of Tubo were rushing in the front.

Driven by their general, they were like a group of enraged beasts, with only Songzhou City in their eyes, and they rushed towards the top of the city without fear of life or death.

The Tang Dynasty's defenders finally began to be unable to withstand the fierce attack of the Tubo army.

Although the defenders on the city wall fought desperately, they were still defeated by the overwhelming attack of the Tibetan soldiers.

Below the city, the Tibetan siege vehicles were like prehistoric beasts, constantly ramming into the heavy gates of Songzhou City.

Every impact made the city gate tremble, as if groaning in pain.

As more and more Tibetan soldiers rushed to the top of the city wall, the shouts and screams on the wall were intertwined.

Under the frenzied attack of the Tibetan soldiers, the gate of Songzhou City finally couldn't bear the weight and was knocked open!

Songzhou City was broken!

The Tibetan soldiers were like sharks that smelled blood. They raised their gleaming scimitars in their hands, shouted war cries in Tibetan, and rushed into Songzhou City in an endless stream.

Their eyes burned with the flames of revenge and the desire for victory. This city wall had cost them too much, and now they wanted Songzhou City to pay for their losses.

For a moment, the entire Songzhou city was plunged into chaos. Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the civilians, led by the defenders, grabbed whatever weapons they could find and, relying on the familiar and advantageous terrain, engaged in fierce street fighting with the Tibetan army.

Han Wei stood in the middle of the street, holding a Tang sword, like an unyielding mountain.

Beside him were his personal guards, all of whom had determined expressions on their faces.

"Commander-in-Chief, I'll cover you and leave first!" A personal soldier said to Han Wei anxiously.

Han Wei glanced at the guards beside him, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He drew the Tang sword from his waist, which gleamed with an icy light in the firelight. "If you want to leave, go ahead! In the Tang Dynasty, there are only governors who died in battle! There are no governors who escape! Kill them!"

As he spoke, he shouted loudly, like a god of war descending to earth, and rushed towards the nearest Tibetan soldier with a knife in hand.

He raised his sword and slashed it down, cutting the Tibetan soldier back repeatedly, with blood splattering on the ground.

Seeing that the commander-in-chief had already made up his mind to die, the other soldiers immediately became furious and shouted, "Kill!"

No one thought of escaping anymore, and they fought a desperate battle with the Tubo soldiers.

In an instant, the entire Songzhou City was ablaze with flames, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, like hell on earth.

……

Han Wei watched the people of Songzhou continue to die under the scimitars of the Tibetan barbarians, his eyes filled with grief and anger.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, his eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in his heart was burning.

Holding a knife, he rushed towards the place where the most Tibetan soldiers were, and fought them to the death.

But the guards behind him held him tightly, begging him desperately, "Commander-in-Chief! No!"

At this time, Han Wei was already blood-thirsty. His Tang sword was covered with gaps, which were traces left by the fierce battle with the Tubo soldiers.

His arms were shaking slightly from prolonged exertion, but his eyes remained firm as iron.

"If you don't die now, when will you die?"

Han Wei roared, and the sound echoed in the war-torn streets, as if it was a roar against fate.

"Emperor! I have come to see you! I have done my duty to the Tang Dynasty!"

Han Wei's eyes revealed a tragic and heroic look of facing death with indifference.

"Commander! Wait a minute, have you noticed that the ground is shaking?"

A guard suddenly shouted loudly.

Han Wei's blood was boiling at this moment, and his mind was filled with the thought of dying together with the Tubo soldiers. He did not feel the shaking of the ground at all.

But as the vibrations grew louder, like dull thunder rolling in from afar, he gradually calmed down.

He glanced suspiciously at his personal guards, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "This feels a little familiar!"

He frowned, trying hard to recall something. Suddenly, a light of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he became excited all of a sudden.

"It's the heavy cavalry! The heavy cavalry of our Tang Dynasty has arrived!" Han Wei shouted excitedly.

Heavy cavalry, a type of military force unique to the Tang Dynasty, was the ace of the Tang army. Clad in heavy armor, both the men and horses resembled giant steel beasts.

Such a type of army requires huge resources to maintain, and other small countries simply cannot afford it.

There were only two famous heavy cavalry in the Tang Dynasty. One was Emperor Taizong's Black Armor Army, which was once invincible on the battlefield and had a great reputation. The other was His Majesty's Three Thousand Battalion, which was also an elite division that made the enemy tremble in fear.

Han Wei secretly wondered in his heart, which group would come?

The moment the heavy cavalry surged into the city like a black tide, Han Wei suddenly shouted, "Three Thousand Battalions! The Three Thousand Battalions are coming!"

His voice was full of surprise and hope, the excitement of seeing light in a desperate situation.

In the Black Armor Army, only the men were fully armored, while the horses were lightly armored. However, in the Three Thousand Battalion, both the men and the horses were heavily armored, and their momentum was even more majestic.

Some sharp-eyed Tibetan soldiers saw the Three Thousand Battalion entering the city from behind and were immediately frightened and turned pale.

They swallowed in fear, their eyes filled with terror, and ran towards the city gate without looking back.

When the soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion saw the Tibetan soldiers, they all lowered their visors in unison. Beneath the cold visors were pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent.

Qin Ruzhao raised the spear in his hand, which gleamed coldly in the firelight. He roared loudly, "Kill!"

With this roar, the ground shook violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

The hooves of the Three Thousand Battalion's horses rained down like raindrops, cracking the hard bluestone on the ground and sending debris flying. Like a torrent of steel, the Three Thousand Battalion rushed straight towards the city gate.

At this time, the Tibetan soldiers outside the city were still pouring into the city, and they had no idea what was happening inside the city.

The Tibetan soldiers in the city were fleeing for their lives, and the two groups of people were crowded together at the city gate.

Some clever Tibetan soldiers fled in all directions and ran towards the remote corners of Songzhou City.

The Songzhou defenders, who knew the city well, took advantage and quickly chased after the fleeing Tibetan soldiers.

Tang Wei looked at the escaped fish that had escaped in all directions, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He waved his hand, signaling his men to follow quickly and not let these Tibetan barbarians go.

At the city gate, the shaking sound of the ground became louder and louder. The sound seemed like the footsteps of death, approaching step by step.

Those Tibetan soldiers who were anxious to run away had fallen into madness. They pushed and trampled on each other. Some of them were so impatient that they even drew out their scimitars and slashed at their own people, just to fight their way out.

But at the same time, they were also quickly hacked to death by those who rushed in from behind, and blood flowed like a river at the city gate. The two groups of people killed each other at the city gate, and the scene was in chaos.

Until the three thousand battalions appeared like a steel torrent and rushed straight towards them.

The eyes of those Tibetan soldiers were filled with despair. Those who were luckier were blown away, their internal organs displaced by the huge impact, and they fell to the ground, struggling in pain and waiting to die.

Those who were less lucky were trampled into pulp by this torrent of steel, without even having time to scream.

Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan were still far away. They were originally full of joy because they had finally conquered Songzhou and the Tang army had not arrived yet.

But they found that their army had not yet fully entered the city, and they were very confused.

Just as Songtsen Gampo was still guessing the reason, a torrent of steel rushed out, carrying a group of Tibetan soldiers who were knocked away.

Lu Dongzan's expression changed drastically, his lips trembled, and he unconsciously shouted two words: "Heavy Cavalry!"

His eyes were filled with fear, and he knew that the situation of the battle was about to change drastically.

……

Songtsen Gampo widened his eyes and looked at the 3,000 heavy cavalry battalions that were approaching like the god of death, and an unprecedented chill surged in his heart.

He never imagined that at this moment when victory seemed in sight, a heavy cavalry of the Tang Dynasty would appear and pierce the heart of the Tubo army like a sharp blade.

"Quick! Stop them!"

Songtsen Gampo shouted at the top of his lungs, with a hint of panic in his voice.

But his orders seemed so powerless on this chaotic battlefield, and the Tibetan soldiers had already been intimidated by the momentum of the 3,000-strong battalion.

Panic quickly spread among the crowd, and the already chaotic army became even more disorganized.

Lu Dongzan anxiously suggested: "Zanpu, we must reorganize the army immediately, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Songtsen Gampo gritted his teeth. He knew that Lu Dongzan was right, but it was not easy to regroup at this time.

Under the leadership of Qin Ruzhao, the 3,000-man battalion marched unimpeded. Wherever their spears pointed, Tibetan soldiers fell one after another.

The heavy cavalry's charge was unstoppable. Every impact was like a surging wave hitting the rocks, breaking the Tubo army's defense line into pieces.

Qin Ruzhao took the lead, his eyes burning with the rage of revenge.

Looking at the Tibetan soldiers in front of him, he seemed to see the blood of his brothers from the Three Thousand Battalions. Those lost lives became the source of his strength at this moment.

"Avenge your dead brother!"

He roared and swung the spear in his hand fiercely, knocking down Tibetan soldiers one after another.

Under the fierce attack of the Three Thousand Battalions, the Tubo army began to suffer a complete defeat.

Those Tibetan soldiers who were originally wreaking havoc in the city now only wanted to escape.

They ran around the city like headless flies, but were attacked from both sides by the defenders of Songzhou and Yizhou.

Qin Ruzhao waved the spear in his hand, constantly looking for Songtsen Gampo's location.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!

Moreover, although heavy cavalry is strong, endurance is a big problem.

At this moment, the charge has already begun.

It would naturally be more cost-effective to kill Songtsen Gampo with a single shot.

But after searching for a long time, they couldn't find Songtsen Gampo, but found a person who should have died long ago.

Lun Qinling was commanding the army at this time.

Prevent civil unrest in the military.

Qin Ruzhao couldn't help but smile when he looked at Lun Qinling's face.

Lun Qinling, who was still commanding the army, saw the heavy cavalry rushing straight towards him.

His first reaction was not to run away.

Instead.

How dare they rush towards me?

Do they think I'm just an ordinary soldier?

There was no fear on Lun Qinling's face. Looking at the heavy cavalry rushing towards him, Lun Qinling even specially found a mace.

He wants the world to see it.

He talked about how brave Qin Ling was.

Just a heavy cavalry, no problem!

At this time, Lu Dongzan was covering Songtsen Gampo's retreat.

But when he turned his eyes.

He couldn't believe what he saw!

Lun Qinling actually had to resist the heavy cavalry alone.

Looking at Lun Qinling's appearance.

Lu Dongzan couldn't help but call him an idiot.

Qin Ruzhao was still wondering why this guy didn't run away.

But it would be better if he didn't run!

Qin Ruzhao aimed the spear in his hand straight at his dog's head!

Lun Qinling is worthy of being the bravest warrior in Tubo, with extraordinary martial arts skills.

Followed by a loud thunder.

After just one round, Qin Ruzhao shot him through the chest.

Before he died, his face was still full of disbelief.

Qin Ruzhao took back the musket in his left hand.

He continued to charge, holding the spear in his right hand.

He knew that this Tibetan barbarian was quite capable.

It only takes three moves to kill him.

But Qin Ruzhao didn't want to waste time now.

He wants to find out where Songtsen Gampo is hiding!