“Boom!”
Then, the rocket launcher fired several more rounds into the distance, and the tank followed up with a shot of its own.
Seeing the scene of utter devastation, with scorched earth and smoke billowing everywhere, not just Geshu Han but every soldier on the city wall couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.
They couldn’t believe it—if these things were aimed at Chang’an, what would the consequences be?
It was exactly as Feng Changqing had said earlier.
Though this troop was only three hundred strong, with the weapons in their hands, they could probably match a force of one hundred thousand, even two hundred thousand men.
To put it bluntly, even a two-hundred-thousand-strong army would be like lambs to the slaughter before these three hundred.
“Lord Geshu, may we come out of the city and talk now?” Feng Changqing spoke.
Hearing this, Geshu Han furrowed his brow deeply.
He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.
Before long, he stood outside the city gate, his gaze sweeping over Li Shimin and the others before finally settling on Feng Changqing. “General Feng, where exactly did you find this troop? Why have I never seen the weapons they use?”
“Lord Geshu misunderstands. This troop is not mine—it was brought by the Great Ancestor,” Feng Changqing said.
The Great Ancestor?
Even now, hearing Feng Changqing still speak of the Great Ancestor, Geshu Han’s brow only furrowed more tightly.
He looked again at Li Shimin. “Are you... truly Emperor Taizong?”
“Otherwise?”
Li Shimin chuckled. “With my firepower, taking Chang’an would be a matter of minutes. If Chang’an weren’t my imperial capital, do you think I’d still be speaking to you so courteously?”
“But... hasn’t the Great Ancestor been deceased for many years?” Geshu Han simply couldn’t understand.
“Haven’t you noticed that the Li Shimin before you is very young?” Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a smile.
“I did notice,” Geshu Han nodded.
Zhu Yuanzhang continued, “That’s right. The Li Shimin before you actually comes from the sixth year of the Zhenguan reign.”
“The sixth year of Zhenguan? What does that mean?” Geshu Han was baffled.
“The Great Ancestor and the others have traveled through time. It was Mr. Qin who brought them here, and this troop also came with him from a later era,” Feng Changqing explained.
“A later era?”
Qin Ning spoke up, “The world I come from is roughly twelve hundred years after the current Tang Dynasty.”
“You mean... you’ve come from a world twelve hundred years in the future to this place?” Geshu Han exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief.
It was no wonder he was astonished—hearing such a thing would make anyone find it unbelievable.
“Yes,” Qin Ning nodded.
Geshu Han was silent for a long moment before looking at Zhu Yuanzhang and Qin Shi Huang. He noticed that both of them seemed to be wearing dragon robes, but they were different from the Tang Dynasty dragon robes he knew.
“These two are...” Driven by sheer curiosity, Geshu Han couldn’t help but ask.
“I am Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng.”
“Qin... Qin Shi Huang?!” At this, Geshu Han was utterly stunned, his mouth agape.
He had never dreamed that one day he would actually meet the First Emperor alive.
This world was far too crazy.
“And this is the founding emperor of the later Great Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of Ming, Zhu Yuanzhang,” Li Shimin added in introduction.
“Great Ming?”
Hearing this, Geshu Han was taken aback, then his pupils suddenly constricted. “Has our Tang... fallen?”
“There has never been an eternal dynasty in this world,” Li Shimin sighed.
Geshu Han pressed further, “Could it be that An Lushan...”
“He was just the beginning.”
Li Shimin shook his head. “Our Great Tang Dynasty lasted a total of 289 years.”
“289 years? The current Tang has lasted less than 140 years. That means... there are still nearly 150 years left? Did we hold out?”
“You could say we barely held out, but the An-Shi Rebellion planted the seeds of the dynasty’s destruction.”
Li Shimin sighed again and continued, “The current year in Great Tang is 756 AD. In 907 AD, Zhu Wen usurped the throne, and the dynasty ended.”
“Zhu Wen? Isn’t it called Zhu Yuanzhang? Did he change his name?”
Geshu Han frowned and turned his gaze to Zhu Yuanzhang, then roared, “How dare you, treacherous villain! You usurped the Tang!”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked utterly exasperated. “Damn it, what does that Zhu Wen have to do with me?!”
Then Qin Ning spoke up, “The Tang was followed by the Song, the Song by the Yuan, and the Yuan by the Ming. There are two whole dynasties in between.”
“Let’s go. Enter the city first. Is Li Longji still in Chang’an?” Li Shimin asked.
Geshu Han nodded in response. “Reporting to the Great Ancestor, yes, he is.”
“Good. I came here this time mainly to find him,” Li Shimin said, narrowing his eyes.
Soon, under Geshu Han’s guidance, the group entered the city.
By the city gate, a crowd of commoners had already gathered.
They had been alerted by the thunderous noises outside and saw that the city gate was broken, but they had no idea how it had happened.
“What army is this? Why do they look so strange?”
“Who’s that man? How dare he wear dragon robes?”
The crowd murmured, their eyes completely fixed on Li Shimin and the troop of three hundred.
“The Great Ancestor returns! Long live Great Tang!” Geshu Han suddenly shouted.
“The Great Ancestor?”
Hearing this, all the commoners’ faces showed amazement. “How could it be the Great Ancestor? He’s been dead for so many years!”
“Roar!”
Suddenly, a dragon’s roar echoed. A golden light burst forth from Li Shimin’s body, rising into the sky to form a golden dragon.
“A dragon! It’s real!”
“The Great Ancestor! It has to be the Great Ancestor!”
Seeing this, the crowd of commoners immediately knelt to receive him.
Meanwhile, inside the palace.
Li Longji was discussing court affairs with his ministers when the distant dragon’s roar startled them.
A soldier rushed in, panting. “Your... Your Majesty... Outside... outside, a true dragon has soared into the sky... and the people are shouting that the Great Ancestor has returned!”
“A true dragon? The Great Ancestor?”
Hearing this, Li Longji nearly lost his balance, but Yang Guifei quickly steadied him.
“What lowlife would dare to stage such tricks in Chang’an City?”
Yang Guozhong snorted coldly. “The Great Ancestor has been dead for many years. Someone dares to deceive the people in his name? Arrest them at once!”
“Oh? Who exactly do you mean to arrest?”
A cold laugh rang through the hall. In the next moment, Li Shimin and the others strode in casually through the entrance.
“How dare you, you thugs, wear dragon robes and barge into the palace! Geshu Han, why aren’t you at the city gate on guard? Why are you following these villains here? Are you plotting treason?”
Yang Guozhong roared in fury, continuing, “Guards! Seize them!”
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