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

"General, could it be that those Tibetans invaded our Tang territory, burning, killing, and looting?"

"Now, they say they don't want to fight anymore? How can such a good thing happen in the world?"

His words were filled with resentment towards the Tibetans. He could not accept letting them go so easily.

Li Jing looked at Qin Ruzhao and smiled, with a hint of vicissitudes in his smile.

"Of course there's no such thing as a good thing in this world. Everything must be done according to the rules. Since Songtsen Gampo has surrendered, it proves that he has decided to abide by the rules."

What rules?"

Qin Ruzhao looked at Li Jing with some curiosity. He didn't understand what rules there were in this war.

"Since they have surrendered, we are ready to destroy the country and, according to the rules, leave some of their Tibetan bloodline behind."

Li Jing said slowly.

"Come here, push the wheels over for General Qin to see."

The Kunlun slave beside Li Jing immediately obeyed the order.

"promise!"

A wheel half a person's height was pushed in, and the wheel looked particularly out of place in the tent.

"Ru Zhao, you see, Tibet is now under the control of our Tang army."

"You only need to take this wheel with you to Tubo."

"Anyone taller than the wheel can be killed. Those children who are shorter than the wheel can be left to fend for themselves."

Li Jing's voice remained calm, but the content shocked Qin Ruzhao.

Qin Ruzhao frowned when he heard Li Jing's words. He couldn't understand this seemingly kind but cruel practice.

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but didn't know what to say.

"Let your Three Thousand Battalion handle this matter!"

Li Jing glanced at Qin Ruzhao.

"Yes, old general."

Qin Ruzhao responded helplessly, his heart full of contradictions.

On the way back, Qin Ruzhao rode his horse, his mind racing. He gazed at the plateau in the distance, his mind becoming increasingly confused.

Why did the Tang Dynasty have to abide by the rules with Tubo?

Did Tubo and the Tang Dynasty agree on the rules?

They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil on the land of the Tang Dynasty. Was there ever a trace of mercy?

How can we repay the suffering of those people who were killed by them and those who lost their homes?

Did they let the children of the Tang Dynasty go?

Their hands are also stained with blood. Why should their children be spared even though they lost?

If we let them continue to stay, aren't we afraid that they will provoke war again when they grow up?

Even if they didn't surrender, Qin Ruzhao was confident that he could lead his three thousand troops to destroy their country and exterminate their race.

At this time, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He was the one who captured Songtsen Gampo. He originally just wanted to bring him back and execute them all in front of the army, and then completely wipe out Tubo from this land, and that would be the end of it.

He didn't expect that the other party would have so many twists and turns in their surrender. At this time, he already felt a little regretful for bringing them back.

The wind on the plateau is still as refreshing as ever.

It whizzed past, blowing up dust and sand on the ground.

Under the strict escort of the Tang army, the Tibetans silently met their end.

The spears and swords surrounded them tightly.

Their eyes were filled with fear, despair and helplessness.

More of a numbness.

The country is destroyed!

There is only one main general here today, and that is Qin Ruzhao.

He was dressed in armor, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, but his stern face revealed a complicated expression.

Behind him, there were three thousand battalions.

There were a full 50,000 troops around to guard these Tibetans.

The scene was like a cage, trapping the Tibetans inside.

Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongzan stood at the front. They looked at the Tibetan people in front of them who were shivering with their heads down, and their hearts ached like a knife.

These are their people, who once lived freely, laughed and sang on the grassland, but now they have to suffer such a misfortune.

Both of them closed their eyes in an attempt to escape the cruel reality, but the miserable cries and pleas for mercy continued to reach their ears.