I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

Songtsen Gampo stood on the vast Tibetan land. The biting wind blew across his face like a knife, but it could not cool the ignited fighting spirit in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the Tibetan people's fiery fighting spirit, like a volcanic eruption, was spreading across this land with overwhelming force.

Without any hesitation, he immediately ordered the mobilization of all warriors who were able to fight.

Those orders were like an eagle spreading its wings, delivered by the messenger at full speed.

The messengers rode on their steeds and galloped towards the tribes like meteors.

After receiving the news, the various Tibetan tribes were outraged and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Without hesitation, they put down the tools they were working with, put aside their attachment to their families, and picked up the weapons that had already been sharpened.

They rushed towards the gathering point from all directions like a surging tide.

The flames of revenge burned in those eyes, so hot that they seemed to burn the sky.

No one can insult the Zamp! Not even the Tang Dynasty!

They were more fierce and hotter than the fire in Songtsen Gampo's eyes. It was the anger that had been suppressed for a long time and the desire for victory in the battle.

Soon, an army of revenge was formed.

Led by the tall and majestic figure of Songtsen Gampo, they were like a pack of completely enraged wolves.

With a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes and filled with anger towards the Tang Dynasty, he marched towards the Tang Dynasty border with great momentum.

The deafening sound of horse hooves was like the dense beating of war drums between heaven and earth. Every time the horse hooves hit the ground, it felt like the earth was shaking in pain.

No one knows whether this group of people wants to restore Songzan's reputation.

Or maybe it was because winter was not far away, and they needed to plunder the Tang Dynasty to meet their winter needs.

Regardless, this army, full of fighting spirit, was built up at an extremely fast speed.

In this majestic Tibetan army, there was a young and brave warrior - Lun Qinling.

He was born with amazing supernatural powers, as if he was a treasure bestowed by God to Tubo. He was hailed as a warrior rarely seen in Tubo for a thousand years.

He was the son of Prime Minister Lu Dongzan. The father and son, one a scholar and the other a warrior, were the twin pillars of Tubo and the backbone of Tubo.

After Songtsen Gampo reorganized his army, he led an army of 300,000 and marched towards the border of the Tang Dynasty like an unstoppable black torrent.

As the army marched, an anxious expression appeared on Lun Qinling's young and energetic face.

"Zanpu, I want to lead a group of soldiers ahead to explore the way for my army!"

Lun Qinling pleaded earnestly to Songtsen Gampo.

His tall body leaned forward slightly on the horse's back, his eyes flashing with excitement. He felt that the orderly and slow marching speed of the army was really making him anxious.

He couldn't wait to go to the land of the Tang Dynasty to show his skills, plunder, and let the people of the Tang Dynasty see how powerful he was.

When Lu Dongzan heard his son's words, his brows furrowed and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

He was well aware of the cruelty and unpredictability of war. Although he had confidence in his son's ability, he did not want Lun Qinling to take risks.

"When it comes to Qinling, you can't act recklessly!"

Lu Dongzan said seriously.

However, Songtsen Gampo reached out and interrupted Lu Dongzan.

His deep eyes revealed trust and admiration as he smiled.

"Why do you have to do this, Prime Minister? Don't you trust your own son? He is the most powerful warrior in our Tubo."

Songtsen Gampo turned and looked at Lunqinling.

"Lun Qinling, tell me, how many soldiers do you want?"

Hearing Songtsen Gampo's words, Lun Qinling was overjoyed, and his already bright eyes shone even brighter.