Chapter 216 (1/2)

Explosives, a new thing, are now really used in 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 as in the previous life, people were willing to put it in the category of supernatural events in some bizarre things that could not be explained by science.

Although the Tubo people, led by the great Songzan Ganbu, created their own words and built their own pride.

However, ignorance is still their biggest enemy to the Tubo people. When they encounter unfamiliar things, they sometimes prefer to believe that this is the punishment of heaven.

The God of snow mountain gave Tianlei to the Tang people to punish them for their blasphemy and disrespect to God.

Chidu Songjie has no face. He doesn't believe in his God. He gives all the powerful thunder to the Tang people to kill his people.

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

The Tang people stood so far away, only the prince of the Tang Dynasty shot a few arrows, and then triggered this desperate sky thunder.

”You are a devil, let your thunder stop, we surrender!” Chidu Songjie has red eyes.

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

The enemy did not use a single soldier, but tens of thousands of casualties on their own side. They were afraid of the terrible thunder, and the Tubo people were just like the poor ants.

”Thunder won't stop unless he's tired.” Li Hong quietly watched the dust rolling in front of him.

He has warned Chidu Songjie not to let the Tibetan soldiers in their holy city run out, otherwise it will only cause more thunder.

”What shall I do? Should pray so that the thunder can stop? ” Chidu Songjie's ears are numb. He doesn't want to hear those thundering voices any more. Such thunder is so cruel that no one can fight against it.

”It's like war, it's ok if you don't touch it. But if you touch it, you will be punished. Remember, never want to revenge for your soldiers. Otherwise, you will only be blown to pieces by more thunder. You should choose to bury these brave soldiers, and then put down their swords and guns and submit to the Tang Dynasty. ”

At the gate of this square city, I don't know how much dynamite was buried in hengqiao's second cargo. Even Li Hong felt that his eardrum was about to bear, and then he really returned to peace.

The city gate of purgatory is full of rubble. The ruins crisscross with the corpses of Tubo soldiers. The groans of pain come and go in this part of the city gate.

And the city less than a mile, has been razed to the ground, simply not too many ordinary people were hurt.

Chidu Songjie took a look at Li Hong, who was at ease. Then he rushed back to the gate of the city like crazy. He roared in Tibetan language.

Voice pain through the heart, with despair and helplessness, and then slowly kneeling in the city gate.

A group of people gathered around the Tubo Zanpu mangsong mangzan, passing through the dust of the city gate. Their feet were heavy and slow, and everyone's expression was full of deep sorrow.

”Minister mang song mang Zan greets his Highness The Prince of the Tang Dynasty.” Mang song and mang Zan are only five or six years older than Li Hong, but they seem to be about 30 years old.

Li Hong rode his horse and whipped his whip. The food coupon seemed to know that he was the winning party. He bounced up in a swagger, and then hissed. Then he carried Li Hong and walked slowly to the gate of the city.

Dozens of people knelt on the ground, each with its head on the ground.

In front of him, the deputy tsan mang is on his knees.

The three looked up at Li Hong, who came from the horse. Their eyes were full of complex emotions.

”The end of the war means the arrival of peace. Datang will, as always, be friendly with you from generation to generation, and promise that we will send the best craftsmen and gentlemen to work together for the prosperity of Tubo. ” Li Hong, sitting on the horse's back, took over the seal symbolizing the rights of the Tibetan Zanpu.

In fact, in the eyes of Tubo people, this seal is not very valued.