Chapter 228

Gaerzanzhuo's words, which were reasonable and well founded, made a group of Tubo ministers in the square energetic. They were elated one by one, and began to denounce Li Hong with cheering voices from time to time.

In this situation, the officials were furious, and all the officials were excited and rubbed their hands. They began to shout for Li Hong to release their Zanpu.

It seems that the next moment, the Tubo soldiers will attack the holy palace, save them from the fire and water, and take the prince of the Tang Dynasty in one fell swoop, and export evil spirit for them.

"Li Hong, let our Zanpu go. If you kill him, you can't live." Princess Wencheng turned her head, her eyes full of confidence, but also mixed with some hidden worries.

No one knows whether the mysterious sky thunder can be suppressed by the extremely overcast moon, but these are only vaguely guessed from the time and place of the thunder explosions.

Moreover, although Li Hong was a young man, now only 18 years old, his literary and military skills were no less than those of the Tang Dynasty and his grandfather.

Now that soldiers are besieged by the holy palace, Tubo still has the advantage of number, favorable weather, favorable place and favorable people. Why does he still have a calm face and never take the unfavorable situation in front of him seriously?

Is there anything else he can rely on?

Princess Wencheng looked at Li Hong holding the knife in his left hand. She looked calm and continued to suppress their Zanpu mang Zan. The blade of the sword was close to her neck.

At this moment, he believed that as long as the people in the square changed a little, Li Hong said, "if I don't hand over the mastermind, I will let your Tubo warriors make amends for you." Li Hong did not look at Princess Wencheng.

At this time, he was also facing the aunt of the royal clan. After all, he killed her own people.

As soon as Li Hong's voice fell, the whole Potala Palace suddenly seemed to begin to shake, as if a sleeping beast had awakened under the ground.

People on the Red Palace Square were heartbroken. They were shocked to see the explosion at the foot of the mountain. The sky thunder was rolling, and a thick smoke rose with the huge fire.

At the same time, there was a shaking under the people's feet. The powerful shock wave made the whole potala palace buildings seem to be shaken, and the dust was shaken down.

As several huge lights of fire rose from the Tibetan army, the roar of explosion sounded again at the foot of the mountain. At the center of the explosion, the Tubo soldiers screamed everywhere, their limbs and arms were flying all over the sky, and knives, guns, bows and arrows also rose in the sky in the moonlight.

After the silence of the explosion sound, the cry, the cry for help resounded through the moon in the diffuse dust, and people could not help but feel the thrill, as if it had been completely turned into hell.

The dust in the explosion covered the sky and the moon, making it impossible to see how many Tibetan soldiers died in the ashes.

At this time, the Tang soldiers, who had been retreating all the time, began to fight back. The Tubo soldiers who were cut in two by the explosion did not dare to retreat from the place where the explosion happened. They were afraid that they would be blown into the night sky by thunder.

They had to start to rout from both sides, and this was the heart of the Tang army. In this way, they could expand their formation and strength, and they would not have to rush to fight against the Tibetan army.

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