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, it will always be combined with gods and monsters.

Even like in the previous life, in some bizarre things that cannot be explained by science, people are often willing to classify it as a supernatural event.

Although the Tibetans were led by the great Songtsen Gampo, they created their own writing and built their own pride.

But ignorance is still their worst enemy for the Tibetan people, and after encountering something unfamiliar, they sometimes prefer to believe that this is God's punishment.

The god of the snowy mountains gave the heavenly thunder to the Tang people to punish them for their blasphemy and disrespect to the gods.

Chidu Songjie had no face, he didn't believe that his god would give all the heavenly thunder with such a huge power to the Tang people, so that the Tang people could use it to kill his people.

The screams caused by the explosion on the head of Tubo City made Chidu Songjie feel the cruelty of the thunder for the first time.

The Tang people stood so far away, just a few arrows shot by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and then it triggered this desperate thunder.

"You are a devil, let your heavenly thunder stop, we surrender!" Chidu Songjie's eyes were red.

He saw more Tubo people running into the thunder, and the Tubo soldiers who were originally defending the city were almost all killed at this moment.

The enemy did not use a single soldier, and the casualties on his side were already in the tens of thousands, and in the face of the terrible thunder, the Tubo people were as weak as the poor ants.

"The thunder won't stop unless he's tired." Li Hong quietly watched the smoke and dust billowing in front of him.

He had already warned Chidu Songjie not to let the Tubo soldiers in the Holy City escape, otherwise it would only cause more heavenly thunder.

"So what should I do? Should you pray like this to stop the thunder? Chidu Songjie's ears were numb, he didn't want to hear those rumbling sounds anymore, such a thunder was too cruel, no one could fight it.

"It's like war, it's okay if you don't touch it. But as soon as you touch it, you will be punished. Remember, never choose to take revenge on the Tang Dynasty for your soldiers. Otherwise, you will only be shattered by more thunderstorms. You should choose to bury these brave soldiers, and then put down the swords and guns in your hands and surrender to the Tang Dynasty. ”

At this side of the city gate, I don't know how much explosives Heng Qiao's two goods have planted, and even Li Hong felt that his eardrums were about to be unbearable, so he really fell silent.

The purgatory-like city gate on earth was full of rubble, ruins and broken walls crisscrossed with the corpses of Tibetan soldiers, and painful moans rose and fell one after another in the city gate.

Less than a mile into the city, it had already been razed to the ground, and not too many ordinary people were harmed.

Chidu Songjie looked at Li Hong, who looked at him leisurely, and then rushed back to the city gate like crazy, roaring in Tubo language.

The voice was heart-wrenching, with despair and helplessness, and then slowly knelt at the city gate.

The group of people gathered around Tubo Zanpu Mangsong Mangzan, passing through the dust that had not yet dispersed at the city gate, their steps heavy and slow, and everyone's expression was full of deep sadness.

"The minister Mangsong praises and welcomes His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty." Mangsong Mangzan was only five or six years older than Li Hong, but he looked like he was about to be thirty years old.

Li Hong rode his horse and whipped his horse, and the food stamps seemed to know that he was the victorious side, and the premise was flaunting and proud, and then he hissed, and then carried Li Hong, took small steps, and slowly walked not far from the city gate.

Dozens of people kneeling on the ground, each with their head on the ground.

And Mangsong Mangzan, accompanied by the Tibetan minister Gar Zanzhuo and the deputy minister Chamo, knelt at the front.

The three of them looked up at Li Hong, who was coming on horseback, and their eyes revealed indescribable complex emotions.

"The end of war means the arrival of peace. Datang will, as always, be friendly with you for generations, and promise that we will send the best craftsmen and gentlemen from Datang to work together for the wealth of our Tibet. Li Hong sat on horseback and took the seal that symbolized the rights of the Tibetan Zampu.

And this seal, in fact, in the eyes of the Tibetan people, is not very valued.

What they value more is the recognition and loyalty of the Bon monks to the Tibetan Zampu, and the actions of the monks also affect the hearts of the people.

This is also the reason why Lu Dongzan couldn't abolish the orphans and widows after the death of Songtsen Gampo and became a Zampu himself.

Once the divine power is greater than the royal power, it often only flourishes the church, and the ignorant and deceived people are still only appendages to the power.

But now Bon in Tibet, it is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not only the spirit of the people, but also the spiritual pillar of the royal family, dignitaries and nobles.

What's more, today's Tubo, after entering by itself, will not be truly occupied by the Tang Dynasty, but will only be intervened by power.

Let's see if it can be slowly divided and transformed in the future, and slowly through the indoctrination of Dai Zhide and others, the theocratic imprint on Tubo's body can be erased.

The Potala Palace looks from afar, and when it doesn't come to the front at all, it can give people a great shock to their hearts.

Mangsong Mangzan and Gar Zanzhuo are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and one left and one right help the horse to the foot of the Potala Palace Mountain.

The Tibetan ministers kneeling on both sides looked indifferent one by one.

Originally, they thought that they were strong enough, strong enough to take advantage of the Tang people's lack of good at plateau warfare, and be permanently invincible.

But in the end, they ushered in a rout, a big defeat like a levee.

Mangsong Mangzan and Gar Zanzhuo also looked indifferent, accompanied Li Hong to walk among the Tibetan ministers, and walked forward slowly.

At the steps at the foot of the mountain, Princess Wencheng, the mother of the Holy Salvation Buddha, who had not appeared in Tubo for a long time, was standing there quietly with the support of the palace maids who accompanied her and married to Tubo, looking at Li Hong with a cold face and slowly walking over.

"The old body Wencheng has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty." Wen Cheng looked at Li Hong and made a gesture to kneel with a cold face.

"Auntie, don't, wouldn't it be tormenting my nephew." Li Hong flipped through the book and changed his face, and the originally cold expression on his face was replaced by a soft smile in the blink of an eye.

"How dare the old body bear His Royal Highness the Tang Dynasty Prince, calling himself a nephew, you are torturing the old body." Princess Wencheng shook off Li Hong's outstretched hand, took the two palace maids, step by step, and began to walk towards the red palace above.

"The old lady's temper is getting bigger, is it in your place, you haven't taken good care of her? When my nephew came, he didn't even say that he was a little happy. Li Hong touched his nose, and now he can still have the heart to joke, I'm afraid he is alone.

Princess Wencheng is not the biological daughter of the Tang Emperor, although she is also a princess of the royal family.

Whose daughter is Princess Wencheng? Li Hong didn't know it at first, but it wasn't until after Tubo broke through Tuyuhun that the Tuyuhun King Nu Haobo came to the Tang Dynasty with Princess Honghua and asked Li Zhi to send troops to help him restore the country, and Li Hong learned from his mother Wu Mei.

Although there is no record in the historical data, it is speculated that it is the daughter of the king of Jiangxia County, but after Wu Mei's confirmation, Li Hong completely believed in his heart that Princess Wencheng was the daughter of Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia County.

Therefore, this is why when she got married, she was sent by Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia County.

At this time, Princess Wencheng is one year younger than Li Hong's mother Wu Mei, if Li Hong dares to call Princess Wencheng the old lady in front of Wu Mei, there must be another beating.

But it is undeniable that there are indeed no people in Tubo here, and Princess Wencheng, who is about forty-five years old, is like a sixty-seven-year-old lady, almost holding a crutch in her hand, bending over and coughing twice.

"Auntie, wait a minute, my nephew will help you up, just so you can take your nephew to visit." Li Hong's kung fu with a second skin, even Wu Mei is a defeated general, not to mention Princess Wencheng, who has just been broken out of the country.

Wen Cheng ignored his shouts, and continued to walk up one step at a time under the service of the two palace maids.

"Auntie, I heard that this Potala Palace was specially ordered to be built by my uncle Songtsen Gampo in order to marry you. Have you been a believer in Buddhism lately? Otherwise, in two days, I will send someone to transport a few monks from our Datang to you, I think, how can our Datang's Buddhism suit your appetite than the Buddhism here, right? If you think the monk is not the right appetite, just look for the Taoism of our old Li family, and the two will be replaced, don't get tired of ....... ”

"Nonsense, do you believe in Buddhism, respect Buddha, and worship Buddha because you are in Chang'an City, leading your younger brothers to eat restaurants, and you still have an appetite? Whitty for what's the appetite? Do you speak the same way before your mother? "Princess Wencheng really can't stand the flies in her ears arranging the Dharma, and if she lets that little mouth continue, who knows what else can be arranged.

"Hehe, aunt, look, you broke my Aunt Honghua's Tuguhun at the beginning, didn't people trouble you, and didn't hold a grudge against you, right? What's more, my nephew came this time, not to show off his might, but to really help my aunt. Li Hong pushed away the palace maid on the side, and forcibly dragged Wen Cheng with a two-faced face and supported him with one arm.

And Gar Zanzhuo and Mangsong Mangzan, who followed behind Wen Cheng and Li Hong, especially Chidu Songjie, almost fell to the ground with their eyes widened, and then they were stepped on by himself.

Is this young man in front of him, whose face is comparable to the thickness of the city wall, really His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty who was at the gate of the Holy City just now, and caused a thunderstorm at the gate of the city of Luo to blow up the gates on one side of the city in an instant? If you leave halfway through, press CTRL+D to save the current page to your favorites so you can watch it later!