It was late at night. Standing on the mountainside and looking down, in the vast northwest, there was only darkness.
Halfway up the mountain, several bonfires were lit.
A student came over, picked up a flashlight, and shined it on a stone tablet.
Dong Xuemin took out his camera to take pictures, then put a label on it and called the returning ancestors who were accompanying him, "Sergeant Wang, thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay for me, a second-level atavist, to work as a coolie for you," Wang Defa complained, "but Professor Dong, the car is full. If we carry these things up, we will have to walk back to Kyoto City."
Already."
Dong Xuemin looked embarrassed, "Look, our mission has been completed and we can go back soon. Can we throw away the extra living supplies, such as sleeping bags, food, etc., to free up space?"
Wang Defa said angrily, "We are still several days away from Xianyang City. If we throw away our things, what will we eat? Where will we sleep?"
"Just sleep in the car. As for food, if you don't eat for two or three days, you won't starve to death, right?" Dong Xuemin showed a flattering smile.
Wang Defa was helpless. Those who were engaged in history were all stunned.
I regard these stone tablets as more important than my own life.
This is still outside Zhaoling.
If they enter the Zhaoling Mausoleum, these guys are still not allowed to empty the tomb?
However, I can't move even if I want to.
When we came from Xianyang City, we only drove a dozen or so cars.
Someone was using a flashlight and came from the front, one step deep and one shallow.
It was the female college student who had only been here a few days.
"Teacher, we found Simamen!" Zhao Jingren's voice came over before he arrived.
Dong Xuemin was stunned for a moment, then a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he grabbed the flashlight and rushed over.
Several students accompanying him also hurriedly followed.
Wang Defa was helpless and said to the soldiers responsible for security nearby, "Keep an eye on this. I'll go over and take a look."
A few people walked forward for more than ten minutes.
Zhao Jing pointed to a piece of grass in front of her: "There!"
Dong Xuemin turned on the flashlight and saw figures hidden in the grass.
He walked up quickly, cleared away the weeds, and placed half of the stone statue in front of him.
"Looking at the clothes, they are in Turkic style." Dong Xuemin's face lit up and he asked the students to search around.
Not long after, two students struggled to carry over a stone head.
Everyone placed the stone head on the stone statue, and the broken parts just matched.
"This is the Turkic Jieli Khan!"
Dong Xuemin clapped his thigh excitedly and pointed at several students, "Quickly, move this stone statue back!"
This stone statue weighed over a thousand kilograms, and several students were stunned and did not move it.
Wang Defa said angrily: "Why do you have to move again?"
Dong Xuemin said excitedly, "Sergeant Wang, this is the stone statue of a Turkic Khan! Does the Weishui Alliance know? Back then, Jieli Khan led 20 Turkic soldiers and lined up on the north bank of the Weishui River, with their troops pointing directly at Chang'an."
"Taizong had no choice but to kill the white horse and make a covenant."
"After Taizong died, he was buried in Jiuwei Mountain, and in front of Sima Gate, stone statues of the kings of the fourteen kingdoms were built, including Jieli of the Turks, the Second Khan of the Turks, Ashina Sheer, and Songtsan of the Tubo
Dry cloth...to show the majesty of the "Khan of Heaven"."
"This stone statue of Jieli Khan has extremely important historical value and..."
"Wait!" Wang Defa interrupted him rudely, "You mean, there are fourteen of these stone statues in total?"
Dong Xuemin nodded.
"Are we all going to move back?"
"A must!"
"You're dreaming!"
Wang Defa couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Your mission is to determine the location of Zhaoling, not to move these useless stones. Now that the mission has been completed, it is time to go back."
"Leave the rest to us."
Just as he was talking, a soldier rushed over and said excitedly: "Old Wang, there is news from Xianyang City, the captain has arrived!"
"So fast?" Wang Defa was stunned, then took out a piece of talisman paper and injected spiritual power into it.
The talisman paper turned into a streak of fire, soared into the sky, exploded in the sky, burned violently, and illuminated the entire Jiuwei Mountain.
The next moment.
A thunderous roar breaks through the night sky, and it arrives in an instant.
A figure fell in front of everyone.
Wang Defa asked with some uncertainty, "Captain?"
The aura of the man in front of him was too terrifying, beyond his understanding of Li Xiang.
During this period of time, they had been walking through the forest and cut off contact with the outside world. Naturally, they did not know that Li Xiang had resigned from the post of Captain Tanlang, nor did they know that the young man in front of them had great martial arts skills in killing four demon emperors.
Li Xiang turned around and nodded at him, "Thank you for your hard work."
Wang Defa grinned.
Li Xiang looked at Dong Xuemin and others again, "Professor Dong, classmates, thank you for your hard work."
Several students from the History Department of Kyoto University did not know Li Xiang's identity, so they subconsciously looked at their teacher.
Dong Xuemin asked: "Is there anything else we need to do?"
Li Xiang said: "After a while, Zhaoling will be destroyed."
Dong Xuemin's pupils shrank, but before he could speak, Li Xiang said, "The Temple of War and the Pavilion Elders' Association have issued counterattack orders, the veterans have been recalled, and half of the returnees and warriors in Kyushu are gathering towards the north.
"
Everyone present was shocked.
Less than a month has passed and Kyushu has begun to counterattack?
Li Xiang was silent for a moment and then said, "There is history in these stone statues, and there is history in the Zhaoling Mausoleum, but all this history has passed."
"At this moment, we are the creators of history."
Dong Xuemin was stunned and murmured, "We..."
The next moment.
Li Xiang floated slowly.
The soul-calling flags flew out from the collar, grew in the wind, split into two, and then divided into four... Ninety-nine soul-calling flags surrounded the entire Jiuwei Mountain.
The majestic Yin Qi surged out and poured into Zhaoling.
The ground began to shake.
A cry of surprise.
Some students were so frightened that they jumped up and stared at the stone statue of Jieli Khan.
Everyone turned to look.
I saw that the stone statue was moving, and its surface was cracked and mottled.
The stone statue cracked.
The ghost of Jieli Khan, who had deep eyes and a high nose, and wore a hood, slowly opened his eyes, "This is..."
He raised his head in confusion and looked ahead at Zhaoling.
There was another commotion.
Thirteen stone statues cracked one after another, and the ghosts of the thirteen kings awakened.
They still don't understand what happened.
Zhaoling in front suddenly collapsed.
In the huge sloping corridor, there was a sound of war horses neighing.
Immediately afterwards, large amounts of black Yin Qi surged out.
Two tall generals, leading thousands of cavalry, rushed out of Zhaoling.
The clothes and armor are bright, and the yin energy is soaring.
The general on the left is holding a water-milled bamboo-jointed steel whip, which is unparalleled in power.
The general on the right is holding a gold spear with a tiger head and a chisel in his hand, and his arrogance is shining brightly.
Yuchi's respectful voice was like a lion roaring, "How dare you disturb the peace of the Holy Emperor?"
Li Xiang looked down and saw this guy holding a bamboo-jointed steel whip, looking like he was going to chop at anyone he saw.
Qin Qiong next to him also had an angry look on his face.
These two are the "door gods" appointed by Li Shimin.
Li Xiang released his breath.
Terrifying pressure immediately descended on Jiuwei Mountain.
The hooves of the horses beneath Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong instantly shattered.
The two ghosts held on to their knees and refused to kneel down.
"Respect your virtues, Shubao, don't be rude!"
A voice came from the mausoleum below.
Immediately afterwards, dense Qianniu Guards were seen, surrounding Taizong Li Shimin as he walked out of the mausoleum.
"His Majesty."
Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong quickly saluted and moved out of the way.
Li Shimin, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, slowly came to the front of the army.
In front of Sima Gate, the ghosts of the fourteen kings were all lying on the ground.
Li Shimin looked at Li Xiang in the air from a distance and asked, "Are you Yin Tianzi?"
Li Xiang was stunned.
Li Shimin actually knew his identity.
Moreover, he didn’t wake up by himself at all!
Li Shimin seemed to have read Li Xiang's thoughts and said, "I have been waiting for this day for almost two thousand years."
He waved his hand and said, "You are in charge of the underworld, but this Jiuwei Mountain is my territory. You come down first to speak."
He is worthy of being a hero of his generation, facing the majesty of Emperor Yin directly without changing his expression.
Li Xiang was filled with doubts and fell to the ground.
Li Shimin said, "You and I are both surnamed Li, and share the same ancestry and lineage. Why don't you bring your underworld to my Jiuwei Mountain, and you and I can support the country and rule the world together."
Li Xiang suddenly remembered what the other party had said:
"All the heroes in the world have come to my rescue!"
Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty actually had his mind set on me?
