Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

Songtsen Gampo!

"Surrender immediately! Otherwise, don't blame us for slaughtering you all here!"

In just over ten days, they set off from the Kingdom of Nipo to the Tang Dynasty, and after a brief one-day stay, they quickly returned with orders from the Tang Dynasty.

The horses his father, King Udaya Dewa, gave him all died of exhaustion on the way.

Nalingdeva himself almost lost half his life.

But when he held up the banner bestowed upon him by the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty and faced the arrogant Tibetan overlord Songtsen Gampo, he uttered such a cry.

Nalingdeva felt that he had spent the past month traversing mountains and valleys, enduring wind and rain.

It was all worth it!

He rode his father's warhorse, holding the "Tang" banner tightly in both hands, and approached the Tibetan army. Behind him, the army of the Niva Kingdom, equipped with Tang armor and weapons, roared down the hillside like an avalanche.

Followed behind.

On the eastern and western slopes, Supi and Yangtong, who had a long-standing feud with the Tubo, were also approaching with their armies.

At this moment, on the city wall of Xiangxiong Qionglong Silver City, King Li Mixia of Xiangxiong, his face covered in dust and his eyes bloodshot, looked at the banner that seemed to be bathed in golden holy light under the sunlight.

His eyes reddened with excitement.

Holding up the Tang Dynasty steel sword, its blade already dulled, which King Udaya of the Niva Kingdom had secretly sent to him.

He wanted to vent his emotions with all his might, but all he could manage to utter from his hoarse throat was a series of excited "hoarse" sounds.

Above the dome of Silver City.

The Xiangxiong soldiers, whose morale was low and whose city was in ruins, cheered excitedly.

Nalingdeva, young but with little influence in Nepal, raised the banner of the Tang Dynasty, mounted his warhorse, and approached the equally young Songtsen Gampo.

This was once the "wise ruler of Tibet" who put immense pressure on him.

He commands tens of thousands of troops and holds the position of Zanpu (King of Tibet), a peer who is skilled in both literature and martial arts.

Upon seeing the large banner in his hand, even those filled with anger and resentment had no choice but to lower their proud heads before this prince of Niva.

"This is a sacred banner bestowed by His Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Tang Dynasty. The presence of this sacred banner signifies His Highness the Crown Prince's personal presence!"

"Songtsen Gampo, why aren't you stopping!"

Another merciless rebuke came from Nalingdeva's mouth.

It gave him another chance to experience the blissful feeling of every pore on his body feeling completely relaxed.

Songtsen Gampo's eyes twitched and his lips trembled.

Beside him, Gar Tongtsen and other Tibetan civil and military officials all dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

The phrase "as if the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty were personally present" forced even the usually fierce and reckless Tibetan generals to become obedient.

"thump......"

Songtsen Gampo struggled for a long time.

He looked up again at the fluttering banner with resentment, and finally slowly knelt on the ground.

Grab the ground with your head.

His voice, clearly choked with emotion, came from his throat.

"King Songtsen Gampo of Tibet pays respects to His Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Tang Dynasty!"

"Your Highness, may you be well!"

Cool! ! !

Nalingdeva's lips trembled uncontrollably at that moment.

Your Royal Highness!

If such a thing happens again in the future, please don't hesitate to give me your instructions!

He forced himself to remain calm and looked behind him.

Then a young man dressed in the court robes of a Tang Dynasty official, but with the appearance of a foreigner from the highlands, stepped out, holding a scroll of the Crown Prince's edict in his hand.

"Tibetan King Songtsen Gampo, receive the imperial decree!"

Behind Songtsen Gampo, the crowd who had been considering whether to kneel down followed suit. But when the person in front of them shouted a loud announcement, they quickly knelt down under the reprimands of Gar Tongtsen and others.

Sujiga remained calm and spoke fluent and clear Mandarin.

"By the Mandate of Heaven, the Crown Prince issues this decree..."

"The Tibetan king Songtsen Gampo, under the guise of the Tang Dynasty, launched an attack on Xiangxiong. He was unrighteous and had the ambition of a wolf."

"They have used their cunning words and flattering manner to humiliate my reputation, arbitrarily resorted to force, destroyed the blessings of the people of the plateau, and caused me to lose face among our friendly nations!"

"They have exhausted the nation's strength and vitality, and have failed to respect the king's benevolent rule."

"They used the false pretense of upholding the emperor's authority to actually annex the legitimate territory of other countries. Their hypocrisy and cruelty are beyond description!"

Sujiga read aloud the imperial edict of Li Chengqian, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Behind them, in front of the armies of Yangtong, Supi, and the Niva Kingdom, there were also interpreters who loudly translated the decree into their languages.

The read-out decree caused great excitement among the Yang and other nations.

On the other side, hearing such harsh rebukes, Songtsen Gampo and the others turned completely pale, kneeling on the ground with only endless fear and sorrow in their eyes.

"Fortunately, Prince Ni was brave and loyal. He went through life and death, risking his life, and told me about your evil deeds, thus saving the country of Xiangxiong from disaster and saving the people of the plateau."

"Before the heavenly army arrived, you were already surrounded. This is the clear will of Heaven and the cycle of Heaven."

"I hereby order Ersongtsen Gampo to quickly return all the lands of Zhangzhung that he has seized, and to personally go to Taiyuan Prefecture of the Great Tang Dynasty to plead guilty and be tried, so as to set the record straight."

"All Tibetan civil and military officials must accompany us. Tibet should bear the responsibility and apologize for the harm done to the people of Xiangxiong!"

"The various kingdoms of this plateau must not offend or humiliate the Tibetan people in the slightest. Tibet's crime lies with those who harbor wolfish ambitions and disregard the grace of Heaven. The various kingdoms must not bring disaster upon the people."

"If you dare to disobey, the heavenly army will arrive and everything will be destroyed. It will be too late to regret it then."

"Appreciate this!"

After the decree was read, the mountain wind howled, but Songtsen Gampo seemed not to hear Sujiga's cold urging.

He knelt firmly on the ground, his hands trembling as he dug them into the earth in front of him.

Finished!

Should I go to Taiyuan Prefecture to apologize and be tried?

Such a humiliation had never been experienced by any of the Tibetan kings.

However, it was Songtsen Gampo who won first place.

Sujiga frowned, his face growing even colder: "Does the Tibetan king intend to defy the imperial decree?"

As soon as these words came out.

The Tibetan civil and military officials behind Songtsen Gampo were so frightened that they all trembled.

Gardontsen hurriedly knelt down and crawled forward a short distance, bowing his head and pleading with his king.

"Your Majesty...accept the decree. If you disobey, not a single person in Tibet will survive..."

Meanwhile, other Tibetan officials were also pleading and weeping.

"Zanpu, we have lost."

"Waaah... Your Majesty, if we disobey the imperial decree, Supi, Yangtong, and the Xiangxiong before us will absolutely not let us off."

"Your Majesty, lower the price; perhaps there is still hope."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

Songtsen Gampo: "..."

He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looking at his civil and military officials with a numb and desperate expression. Two lines of bloody tears streamed down his face as he surveyed the crowd.

Tears streamed from his eyes.

His tragic and pitiful appearance caused even high-ranking Tibetan officials like Gar Tongtsen to lower their heads and avoid eye contact with him.

I don’t know how long it took.

Just as Sujiga was about to lose patience, a helpless sigh mixed with the mountain wind came from Songtsen Gampo's mouth.

"I... surrender."

He never imagined that one day, the shackles placed on him, the Tibetan king, would be viciously placed on him by a few burly men from the Kingdom of Nepal.

The icy touch and the heavy pressure on his shoulders made Songtsen Gampo try to straighten his back.

At this moment, it finally bent down.

"Songtsen Gampo! Fuck my mother!!!"

Amidst an angry roar, King Li Mixia of Xiangxiong, filled with frenzied killing intent, brandished his knife and charged towards the opponent, only to be quickly stopped by Naling Deva who was standing nearby.

"Aaaaah! Let me kill him! Let me kill this shameless bastard!"

"You damned beast! Even the wolves of the plateau would loathe the flesh and blood of a despicable person like you!"

"Your Majesty, calm down! If you kill him, Xiangxiong will also suffer the consequences!"

"They mustn't be killed, Your Majesty. Trust the Crown Prince of Tang. He is the most wise, just, and great person I have ever met in this world. He will surely bring justice to those innocent people who died..."

Songtsen Gampo watched this scene blankly.

Watching Li Mixia brandish the knife, he desperately wished that she had actually rushed up and stabbed him.

Sujiga indifferently declined the invitation from the Supi chieftain to host a banquet for him.

They came before Songtsen Gampo.

This has only been a year.

He also remembered that when he was just a translator hired by Zheng De, an envoy of the Tang Dynasty, he met this young Zanpu, who was still so full of vigor and ambition.

Now he's actually in shackles...

"Your Majesty, the Tibetan King, the Crown Prince has something else he wants to tell you."

Sujiga's voice was not loud; only the two of them could hear it.

Upon hearing this, Songtsen Gampo, whose eyes were lifeless and filled with despair, couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"What did His Highness the Crown Prince say?"

"You beast! Show your true form!"

"Ada~"

The dull thuds, like giant logs crashing against a city gate, echoed through the training grounds of Yangcheng Palace.

Along with this came the mournful howls of "Sandbag," the Siberian brown bear that the current crown prince "favors" daily.

This caused Xue Wanche, who was standing on the periphery and felt that the brown bear needed his protection more, to twitch his eyes incessantly.

At this moment, he looked at the figure whose punches landed with flesh, whose movements were like ghosts, and whose actions forced the brown bear to howl and retreat.

I just want to suddenly open my arms and shout.

"The brown bear is safe!"

Beside him, little Chengyang looked at equally small Gaoyang, his milky white face full of astonishment and shock.

"Gao, Gao Yang, do you also want to become like your imperial brother?"

Gao Yang: "......"

She looked down at the rapier in her hand, which seemed more suitable as a toothpick for the brown bear than a short sword.

Suddenly, I wondered if I had been working in the wrong direction.

Why not learn from Fourth Brother?

Firearms seem to be more powerful, right?