You are surrounded

Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi couldn’t help exchanging a glance.

Though still finding it hard to believe, the event had truly unfolded right before their eyes—what reason was there left to doubt?

But after the shock subsided, Feng Changqing couldn’t help asking again, “Your Majesty, Emperor Taizong, you just said… three hundred against one hundred thousand, and the advantage is ours? Isn’t that a bit too exaggerated?”

“Exaggerated?”

On hearing that, Li Shimin chuckled, then had someone bring in a liquid crystal display screen.

When they saw images actually appear on that thin slab, Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi were utterly astonished.

How was this any different from a divine artifact?

On the screen, footage from a drone was projected.

Li Yunlong had led his three-hundred-man unit out of the pass, and shortly after, they ran straight into the enemy forces.

The enemy commander, Cui Qianyou, sat on his horse, frowning at the three hundred soldiers ahead. “Where did these troops come from? Their equipment is so strange—why have I never seen anything like it?”

“And is that a siege engine? But it looks so odd. Wait—is no one pushing it? Is it moving on its own?”

“And their weapons—so short. What are they?”

Besides Cui Qianyou, the other officers were murmuring among themselves.

“Judging by the direction they came from, they must be the garrison at Tong Pass. Strange as this unit is, they’re only three hundred men at most,” Cui Qianyou said with a dismissive laugh.

“No!”

Just as he finished speaking, another officer’s expression suddenly changed. “There seem to be more people—a lot more, maybe around thirty thousand.”

“Thirty thousand is nothing. Our vanguard alone is a hundred thousand, the main force another hundred thousand, and with the rear guard, we’ve got three hundred thousand in total. Fighting their thirty thousand is like swatting flies,” Cui Qianyou said scornfully.

The vanguard was the advance unit, while the main force was the army directly under the commander. The rear guard handled supplies, acted as a reserve, and could reinforce the front line in battle. With all three combined totaling three hundred thousand, why fear a mere thirty thousand opposite them?

“Listen up, you ahead!”

Just as Cui Qianyou was thinking this, a loud shout came from the front.

Li Yunlong, holding a megaphone, yelled, “You are surrounded! Surrender your weapons immediately!”

“Outrageous! Thirty thousand men, and they dare say they’ve surrounded my hundred-thousand-strong army?”

Furious, Cui Qianyou rode his horse forward and called out, “I am Cui Qianyou! Who dares to face me? Report your name! I never kill nameless men!”

“I am your grandfather, Li Yunlong!”

“How dare you!”

Even angrier, Cui Qianyou drew his sword and roared, “Charge! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!”

“Captain Li, according to history, that Cui Qianyou was the general leading the attack on Tong Pass. Capture the ringleader first—just take him down,” a soldier beside Li Yunlong remarked.

To them, these were rebel forces, but only from the Tang Dynasty’s perspective. For people from later ages like Li Yunlong’s group, these so-called rebels were still common folk of this land.

“Alright.”

Li Yunlong nodded, then shouted, “Sniper, take him out!”

“Yes, sir!”

A sniper stepped forward and immediately set up his rifle.

“Wait, General Li, let me do it, let me take the shot!”

At that moment, a young man emerged from the rear of the column, also carrying a large sniper rifle. It was none other than Li Jinglong.

“You? Can you handle it?” Li Yunlong was taken aback, eyeing Li Jinglong appraisingly.

Judging by the armor, this man was from the Ming Dynasty’s forces, but he carried a sniper rifle—so his marksmanship must be excellent, Li Yunlong thought.

“Naturally.”

Li Jinglong replied proudly, “I am the number one sharpshooter of the Great Ming. I personally shot dead Ye Xian in two separate battles.”

“Oh? And what’s your famous name? It might just scare you all.”

“Yeah? What is it?” Li Yunlong asked, curious.

“I am the Great Ming War God—Li Jinglong.” He puffed out his chest.

“Whoa!”

Li Yunlong looked genuinely startled. “So you’re the legendary Li Jinglong?”

“Oh? So General Li here has heard of me too. Looks like the Great Ming War God is pretty famous in later ages.” Li Jinglong held his head high.

“Famous doesn’t even cover it.” Li Yunlong gave him a thumbs up.

“Ha-ha! We’re both named Li, so no need for formalities. Let’s call each other brothers from now on. We’ll talk later—let me deal with this Cui Qianyou first.”

Finished speaking, Li Jinglong wasted no time and aimed.

By then, Cui Qianyou had already charged to within a hundred paces.

BANG!

A roar like thunder exploded, and far ahead, Cui Qianyou toppled from his horse, hitting the ground.

The nearby officers were stunned. “What was that sound? Where’s General Cui? … Is he… dead?”

“Drop your weapons now! This is your last chance.” Li Jinglong shouted.

“Charge! Avenge General Cui! Leave no one alive!” The rebel officers roared in fury.

“Damn it! Taking out their leader didn’t seem to do much,” Li Yunlong cursed, then barked, “Second Company Commander! Where the hell is your Italian rocket launcher? Get it up here!”

“Captain Li, we don’t have Italian rocket launchers anymore. Those are obsolete—we’re using domestic ones now,” the Second Company Commander said, startled.

“Then bring out the domestic models. Target those officers and fire one off.” Li Yunlong gave the order.

“Yes, sir!”

Without another word, the Second Company Commander had the rocket launcher brought over and shouldered it himself.

BOOM!

After aiming, another thunderous blast followed. Moments later, an explosion tore through the enemy ranks, screams mixing with the roar.

“Wa—what was that?”

“Divine punishment? No! It’s weapons—those people’s weapons!”

“How is it so terrifying? What is it? Why have we never seen such a thing?”

Sure enough, with one rocket launcher shot, the rebel forces were terrified out of their wits. The leading officers were now scattered in pieces.

Li Yunlong raised his megaphone again and bellowed, “Surrender now!”

Then, he picked up his radio and ordered the tank, “Fire one at that hill over there, so they see what’s what. If they still don’t surrender, the next round…”