Explosives, a new thing, have only now been really used on the battlefield by Li Hong, and this is just like the effect of any new thing.
Before people realize it, they always combine it with gods and monsters.
Even like in the previous life, people are often willing to classify some bizarre things that cannot be explained by science into supernatural events.
Although the Tubo people, under the leadership of the great Songtsen Gampo, created their own writing and built their own pride.
But ignorance is still their biggest enemy for the Tubo people. After encountering unfamiliar things, they are sometimes more willing to believe that this is a punishment from God.
The God of the Snow Mountains gave Heavenly Thunder to the people of Tang Dynasty to punish them for their blasphemy and disrespect towards God.
Chidu Songjie had a pale face. He did not believe that his god would give all such powerful thunder to the Tang people, allowing the Tang people to use it to kill his people.
The screams caused by the explosion above Tubo City made Chidu Songjie feel the cruelty of thunder for the first time.
The Tang people just stood far away, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty shot a few arrows, and then triggered this desperate thunder.
"You are a devil, let your thunder stop, we surrender!" Chidu Songjie's eyes were red.
He saw more Tubo soldiers running into the sky thunder, and almost all the Tubo soldiers who were originally defending on the top of the city were killed.
The enemy did not use a single soldier, but the casualties on his side were already tens of thousands. Facing the terrible thunder, the Tubo people were as weak as those poor ants.
"Tian Lei will not stop unless he is tired." Li Hong quietly looked at the smoke and dust in front of him.
He had already warned Chidu Songjie not to let the Tibetan soldiers from their holy city escape, otherwise it would only cause more thunder.
"Then what should I do? Should I pray like this to make the thunder stop?" Chidu Songjie's ears have become numb. He doesn't want to hear those rumbling sounds anymore. Such thunder is too cruel and no one can Competitive.
"It's like war. If you don't touch it, it'll be fine. But as long as you touch it, you will be punished. Remember, never think about your soldiers and choose revenge against the Tang Dynasty. Otherwise, you will only be punished more The thunder will blow them to pieces. You should choose to give these brave soldiers a good burial, then put down your swords and guns and surrender to the Tang Dynasty."
At this city gate, there was no telling how many explosives Heng Qiao's thugs had buried. Even Li Hong felt that his eardrums were almost unable to bear it, and then he truly fell into silence.
The gate of the city was like a hell on earth, with rubble everywhere, broken walls and corpses of Tibetan soldiers crisscrossing the ground. Painful groans could be heard one after another in the city gate area.
Less than a mile inside the city had already been razed to the ground, and not many ordinary people were harmed.
Chidu Songjie looked at Li Hong, who looked at ease, and then rushed back to the city gate like crazy, shouting in Tubo language.
The voice was heart-breaking, filled with despair and helplessness, and then he slowly knelt at the city gate.
A group of people gathered around Tubo Zampu Mangsongmangzan and walked through the dust that had not yet dispersed at the city gate. Their steps were heavy and slow, and everyone's expression was full of deep sadness.
"Your Majesty, Mansong Mangzan, respectfully welcomes His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty." Mangsong Mangzan is only five or six years older than Li Hong, but he looks like he is almost thirty years old.
Li Hong galloped his horse and whipped his whip, and the food stamps seemed to know that he was the victorious party. The stamps bounced up in a mighty manner, and then neighed, and then he carried Li Hong on his back and walked slowly not far from the city gate with small steps.
There were dozens of people kneeling on the ground, each with their head on the ground.
Mangsong Mangzan, accompanied by Tibetan Prime Minister Garzandro and Deputy Prime Minister Chamo, knelt at the front.
The three of them looked up at Li Hong, who was coming on horseback, with indescribable complex emotions in their eyes.
"The end of the war means the arrival of peace. The Tang Dynasty will continue to be friendly with you for generations, and promises to send you the best craftsmen and gentlemen from the Tang Dynasty to work together to make Tubo rich." Li Hong Sitting on horseback, he received the seal symbolizing the rights of Tubo Zanpu.
In fact, this seal is not very valued in the eyes of the Tubo people.
What they value more is the recognition and loyalty of the Bon monks to Tubo Zanpu, and the actions of the monks also influence the people's hearts.
This is also the reason why Ludongzan couldn't abolish the orphans and widowers after the death of Songtsen Gampo and became Zanpu himself.
Once the divine power is greater than the royal power, it will only prosper the church, and the ignorant and deceived people will still be nothing more than accessories in power.
But now Bon religion is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Tubo. It is not only the spirit of the people, but also the spiritual support of the royal family and high-ranking officials. If he wants to withdraw the Bon religion from the center of power all of a sudden, Li Hong has no good way to do it. .
What's more, today's Tubo, after entering, will not be truly occupied by the Tang Dynasty, but will only be a powerful intervention.
Let’s see if we can slowly separate and transform them in the future, and slowly through the teachings of Dai Zhide and others, the mark of theocracy on Tubo can be erased.
Looking at the Potala Palace from a distance, it can shock people's soul even more when they don't walk up to it.
Mangsong Mangzan and Garzandhuo, the crown princes of the Tang Dynasty, helped their horses to the foot of the Potala Palace, one on the left and the other on the right.
The Tubo ministers kneeling on both sides looked as if they were mourning for their heirs, with indifferent expressions.
I originally thought that they were strong enough to take advantage of the Tang people's inability to fight on high altitudes and become permanently invincible.
But in the end, they actually faced a rout, a huge defeat like a dyke.
Mangsong Mangzan and Garzandro looked equally indifferent. They accompanied Li Hong and walked slowly forward among the Tibetan ministers.
At the foot of the mountain, Princess Wencheng, the mother of the Holy Savior Buddha who had not been seen in Tubo for a long time, was standing there quietly with the support of two maids who had accompanied her and married her to Tubo, looking at the stern face of Li. Hong walked over slowly.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty." Wen Cheng looked at Li Hong and pretended to kneel down with a cold face.
"No, aunt. Wouldn't this be a disgrace to my nephew?" Li Hong changed his face as if he were turning over a book. The original cold expression on his face was replaced by a soft smile in the blink of an eye.
"How dare I accept that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty calls himself a nephew? This is how you are trying to disgrace me." Princess Wencheng shook off Li Hong's extended hand and led the two maids, one step at a time, to the Red Palace above. OK.
"The old lady's temper is getting worse. Didn't you take good care of her here? Your nephew is here, and you don't even show any joy." Li Hong touched his nose, and now he still has the energy to joke. , I'm afraid he is the only one.
Princess Wencheng was not the biological daughter of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, although she was also a princess of the royal family.
Whose daughter is Princess Wencheng? Li Hong didn't know it at first. It wasn't until after Tubo conquered Tuyuhun that King Nu Hobo of Tuguhun came to the Tang Dynasty with Princess Honghua to ask Li Zhi to send troops to help restore the country. Li Hong didn't know it from his mother, Queen Wu Mei.
Although there is no historical record, most people speculate that she is the daughter of Jiangxia County Prince, but after Wu Mei's confirmation, Li Hong finally believed that Princess Wencheng was the daughter of Jiangxia County Prince Li Daozong.
Therefore, this is also why Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia County, sent her here when she got married.
At this time, Princess Wencheng was one year younger than Li Hong's mother, Queen Wu Mei. If Li Hong dared to call Princess Wencheng "old lady" in front of Wu Mei, he would definitely be beaten severely.
But it is undeniable that Tubo really does not support people. Princess Wencheng, who is about forty-five years old, looks like a sixty-seven-year-old old lady. She only has a walking stick in her hand, bending over and coughing for two days. Voice.
"Auntie, wait a moment. My nephew will help you up. It's just in time for you to show your nephew around." Li Hong's two-faced kung fu defeated even Wu Mei, let alone Princess Wencheng, who had just lost her country.
Wen Cheng ignored his shouts and continued to walk up the steps slowly, under the service of the two palace maids.
"Auntie, I heard that this Potala Palace was specially built by Songtsen Gampo, my uncle, to marry you. Have you become a Buddhist recently? Otherwise, I will send someone from our university in two days. The Tang Dynasty will send you a few monks. I think our Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty is more suitable for you than the Buddhism here. If not, I will build you a Taoist temple here. If you feel that the monks are not to your liking. , just ask the Taoist from our Lao Li family, alternate between the two, don’t get tired of it... "
"Nonsense, do you think it's you who believes in, respects, and worships Buddha? In Chang'an City, you lead your incompetent brothers to eat in restaurants. Is it still to your liking? What's your appetite? The same is true for you in front of your mother. "Speak?" Princess Wencheng really couldn't bear the flies in her ears arranging Buddhist teachings. Who knows what else she could come up with if she allowed her little mouth to continue talking.
"Hey, aunt, look, when you broke my aunt Honghua's Tuyuhun, she didn't bother you or bear any grudge against you, right? Besides, my nephew didn't come here to show off his power. I really want to help you, my aunt." Li Hong pushed away the maid on one side and forcefully grabbed Wen Cheng's arm to support him.
The eyes of Garzanzhuo and Mangsongmanzan, especially Chidu Songjie, who were following Wencheng and Li Hong, were so wide-eyed that they almost fell to the ground, and then he stepped on them.
Is the young man in front of me, with a face as thick as the city wall, really His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, who caused a thunderstorm at the gate of the Holy City just now when he said a disagreement and blew up the gate on one side of the city into ashes in an instant
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