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

In the light of the fire, it looked like a demon.

The entire village turned into a hell on earth with corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.

Screams, laughter, and the crackling of flames intertwined together.

Finally, silence fell, and only the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

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.