I, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, have risen since I destroyed the Turks

Chapter 648 Parade
In the center of the square.

What came into Li Zheng's sight were more than a thousand aliens with Western appearance.

The royal guards led by Zhao Ming were surrounding the Kushan captives. Thousands of foreigners were scolded by the royal guards and fell to their knees.

The leader was Baturu, the king of the Kushan Empire.

"You were the one who ordered the killing of my Tang envoy?"

Li Zheng spoke directly to Baturu who was kneeling on the ground.

The moment Li Zheng opened his mouth, Baturu, who was kneeling on the ground, began to tremble with fear.

It is conceivable how much Baturu was stimulated by the Tang Dynasty's war against the Kushan Empire. On the way to Peking, Baturu was fortunate enough to see the Tang Dynasty's steam locomotive.

All these things made Baturu feel that the entire Tang Dynasty was mysterious and unpredictable, and being the emperor of the Tang Dynasty brought Baturu tremendous pressure.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong. My Kushan State was blind and offended the majesty of the Tang Dynasty. I know I was wrong."

Baturu knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, begging Li Zheng.

"Please let us go, Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. This was all done by Baturu. We are innocent."

"Yes, Your Majesty, it was Baturu who insisted on going his own way and was determined to oppose the Celestial Empire. We were all coerced by him."

Below, some princes and ministers of the Kushan Empire finally couldn't bear it anymore and were wailing as they were close to collapse.

Li Zheng ignored the ministers' pleas for mercy and continued speaking to Baturu.

"Humph, you killed all the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty. I said in front of them that I would definitely end your country's prosperity and destroy your ancestral temple. But, this is not enough!"

"Zhao Ming! Parade these Kushan barbarians through the streets and behead them as a warning to all."

"Send an order to the four barbarians. This is the consequence of offending the majesty of the Tang Dynasty."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Baturu also became hysterical upon seeing this.

"No, I haven't unified the Kushan Empire yet, I haven't ruled the world yet, I still have a lot to accomplish, you can't kill me, you can't."

Li Zheng watched Baturu coldly, without any ripples in his heart. He did not have a single sympathy for these barbarians, not to mention that this was all their own fault.

Baturu wanted to say something, but Li Zheng did not give him the chance to speak. He waved to Zhao Ming and turned to walk towards the Tai Chi Hall.

Zhao Ming understood and slapped Baturu in the face. The slap was so powerful that if Zhao Ming had not restrained his strength halfway, Baturu would have been almost killed.

Baturu's cheeks were visibly swollen. Zhao Ming glanced at the former king of Kushan and sneered.

"What are you still standing there for? Suppress these barbarians, parade them through the streets, and post notices in the city so that the people can come and see these barbarians who dared to kill our Tang envoys."

Long before Li Zheng issued the order, the fate of the Kushan monarch and his ministers had already been determined.

Only after Zhao Ming finished speaking did the royal ministers of the Kushan Empire truly take charge of their own destiny.

They all had dull eyes, most of them numbly accepted their fate, while a small number of them couldn't accept it and started making a big fuss.

But after the royal guards violently suppressed the riot, the square in front of the palace returned to calm except for a few suppressed groans.

In the new capital of Peking, at dusk, a group of tall and strong guards suddenly rushed out from the imperial city.

"The Kushans have been badly defeated. Tomorrow, the Emperor has ordered us to parade them through the streets. Come and see, folks."

The royal guards rushed to the west in all directions, with the imperial city as the center, shouting the news that the Kushan Empire was being paraded through the streets.

After a while, everyone in the imperial city knew the news. "Huang is the same. He has won another great victory."

These barbarians killed the envoys of our Tang Dynasty. Your Majesty the Emperor deserves to kill them.

"What? How dare this barbarian kill people from the Tang Dynasty?"

These words immediately aroused anger among the crowd.

Under the leadership of Li Shimin, the Tang Dynasty was invincible and all the barbarians submitted to it. The people of the Tang Dynasty had become accustomed to the Tang Dynasty's invincibility, so when they suddenly heard that someone had killed a Tang envoy, it was not easy to arouse public indignation.

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The next day.

Today, Chang'an Avenue was crowded with people, and the people were all rushing to see what kind of barbarians were so bold and to spit on them.

Li Zheng had to exclude the bad guys to maintain order while a stampede occurred.

Finally, at noon, a long line of prisoner carriages, led by the royal family of the Kushan Empire, set out from the imperial city and the parade began.

On the first prison car, the Kushan king Baturu was firmly fixed to the car with two thick iron chains, and a ball of cotton cloth was stuffed in Baturu's mouth.

Last night, in the prison of the Ministry of War, Baturu could not bear the humiliation and wanted to commit suicide. Fortunately, the soldiers on duty discovered him in time and reported it to Zhao Ming.

When Zhao Ming got the news, he was furious and rushed to the prison of the Ministry of War. He personally crippled Baturu. Fearing that she would bite her tongue to commit suicide, he sealed Baturu's mouth with cotton cloth.

In this way, the great Kushan Empire was deprived of even the opportunity to choose death by Zhao Ming.

As soldiers appeared with the Kushan captives, the people on both sides of Beiping Street took out rotten vegetable leaves, broken stones, etc. and threw them at the prison van while cursing.

"Look, the one leading the group is the king of the Kushan Empire."

"It was he who ordered the killing of my Tang envoy."

"This ugly barbarian killed my Tang envoy?"

It would have been better if the people didn't say anything. As soon as he finished speaking, the rotten vegetable leaves and gravel flying towards Baturu became visibly more numerous.

With so many people throwing at the same time, there is no need for accuracy. Even rotten vegetable leaves or a lot of gravel can kill people.

The soldiers on both sides hurriedly informed the people that Baturu would be beheaded in public at the execution ground after being paraded through the streets, and it would be difficult for them to report him if he was smashed to death now.

But the people of Peking were so excited that they could not be stopped by the two men. After trying to persuade them for a long time without any effect, they gave up.

This time, there were nearly a thousand Kushan captives. The long line of prisoner cars snaked like a long snake, looking for a good execution ground.

It is worth mentioning that a group of loyal and brave Kushans died in the Ministry of War prison last night, but most of them were old and sick royal family members and elderly ministers.

Therefore, the number of people being taken to the execution ground at this moment was far less than a thousand.

As time passed, many of the captives were beaten to death by angry civilians.

The two soldiers guarding Baturu's prison cart saw that Baturu was about to be crushed to death, so they had no choice but to report to the commander of the royal guards, Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming rode over and took a look at Baturu.

At this moment, Baturu's face was pale, his eyes were cloudy, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ming sneered and passed a strand of pure internal energy to Baturu.

With the help of Zhao Ming's inner strength, Baturu woke up again and his consciousness gradually recovered.

(End of this chapter)