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

Anurchi's death came without any warning, and it was so sudden that the entire Black Arab army was frozen in place.

The soldiers in the team had confused looks in their eyes. They looked at each other but didn't make a sound.

Everyone's face was filled with disbelief. They could never have imagined that Anurchi, who was usually invincible, would die in such an unexpected way.

In the Arab military system, there is an extremely strict and cruel rule: once the commander dies in battle, all the soldiers under his command will be killed.

"This rule constantly exudes the aura of death, and is designed to ensure that soldiers protect their commander."

"Now, Anurchi died in such a cowardly way, without any dignity at all."

"The soldiers knew that even if they turned back at this moment, only death would await them.

Thinking of this, the team instantly fell into chaos.

Some people looked around in panic, trying to find a way out.

Some people planned to sneak away during the chaos.

There were also many people whose eyes turned to Hariji.

After Anurchi's death, Harije naturally became the leader of the team according to the military order.

But now, when the soldiers looked at him, there was no awe for the new leader in their eyes. Instead, there was a chilling murderous intent.

Those eyes flashed with fierce light, and as long as there was a slight opportunity, they would tear Harizhe into pieces without hesitation.

Harizhe sensed this dangerous aura, his heart beat wildly in his chest, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

But at this moment, I must not show any fear.

He took a deep breath, used all his strength, and shouted: "What are you afraid of?"

Everyone was shocked by the sudden roar and fell silent for a short time.

Harizhe struck while the iron was hot and continued to shout loudly: "Everyone, don't forget that Anurchi surrendered to the Tang Dynasty when we were attacking the city!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire audience erupted in an uproar. The soldiers were stunned for a moment, then a complex expression crossed their faces.

"What are you waiting for!" Harizhe shouted again.

This shout awakened a certain consciousness in the soldiers' hearts. They all put away the murderous intent in their eyes and began to discuss in low voices.

After all, in their perception, the death of a commander-in-chief is an extremely serious matter, but surrendering and committing treason is an even more unforgivable crime.

As for whether Anurchi really surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, no one would be willing to risk offending these soldiers to investigate further.

In order to stabilize the military morale and win over the people's hearts, the generals above are very likely to go with the flow and make this matter a reality.

Seeing the murderous intent in the soldiers' eyes gradually dissipate, Harizhe finally felt relieved.

He secretly congratulated himself on his quick thinking. At the same time, at such a life-and-death moment, no one would be stupid enough to break this window paper.

The scene from ten years ago always haunted him. At that time, a man had truthfully reported a similar situation and was soon executed for treason.

As for the soldiers involved, although they were announced to be punished, Harije knew in his heart that it was just a superficial measure to appease the people.

How could the people above really implicate so many young and strong laborers? Those so-called harsh regulations were just a means to scare these low-level soldiers.

If I report the truth, I will probably be the next one to be pushed to the guillotine.

So, Harizhe suppressed his inner panic and tried to make his expression look calm.

He straightened his back and shouted to his soldiers: "Brothers, Anurchi's defection to the Tang Dynasty is simply a discredit to us Arabs and a betrayal to us Arabs!"