Three days later, two helicopters departed from Shenyang, heading straight for Luoyang.
Li Shimin handed over the affairs of the court to Li Chengqian. With Fang Xuanling and Li Jing by his side, there was no fear of any major disturbances.
During the summer of the previous year, when he was in Shenyang with Empress Changsun, Li Chengqian had been in charge of supervision, and everything had gone smoothly without any incidents.
Fang Er, sitting in the helicopter, was lost in pleasant memories.
Three consecutive days of sharing a bed, hehehehe, the thought alone was exhilarating!
The helicopters landed outside Luoyang city. After everyone disembarked, the helicopters took off and departed.
Fang Er, Li Shimin, Li Tai, Li Ke, Chai Lingwu, along with Wang Xuance and forty-five other special forces members, were the entire contingent for this trip to the Ming Dynasty.
The equipment consisted of two AKs per person, along with three hundred rounds of ammunition, two grenades, and one signal flare.
Li Shimin looked at the calm surroundings and asked Fang Er in confusion, "That's it?"
Fang Er nodded and then began to communicate with the system.
"System, open the door, please!"
"Little brat, where should I open it to? If you don't specify the location, I'll just throw you into the sea??"
Uh!
Considering what was about to happen in the Ming Dynasty at this time, Fang Er decisively issued the command.
"Parallel space PM-188, July 1640, Jinzhou City!"
"Ding! Command correct, spatial channel opening!"
As soon as the system's voice faded, the air a short distance in front of Fang Er suddenly distorted.
Before long, a domed doorway over two meters high appeared, and the inside of the doorway was pitch black, invisible.
This scene left Li Shimin dumbfounded. What was this?
It was too unscientific!
Fang Er smiled and said to him, "Father, if you go through here, you'll enter the world a thousand years from now."
"This, this, it's so dark inside, won't anything happen if we go in?" Faced with the moment, Li Shimin suddenly became timid.
"I am the emperor, if I die in here, it would be a huge loss."
"Hehehe, nothing will happen, believe me, I'll go in first!"
Fang Er had quite a bit of faith in the system. At least, it hadn't tricked him in the past few years, so it shouldn't joke about something like this.
He strode towards the doorway. Upon reaching the entrance, he waved at Li Shimin and then plunged in.
"Kill~~"
"Zu Dashou, surrender Jinzhou City, otherwise, on the day the city falls, I will slaughter your entire city!"
Fang Er had only taken a step through when he heard someone shouting challenges from a distance.
After he had fully emerged from the doorway, he found himself standing on the city wall.
The soldiers nearby who saw him appear out of nowhere widened their mouths, as if they had seen a ghost.
Fang Er patted the shoulder of the soldier closest to him.
"Whoa! Are those Huang Taiji's soldiers outside?"
The soldier subconsciously nodded in response, but then, realizing what had happened, looked at him warily and asked, "Who are you!"
"Me? I'm your grandpa~"
Fang Er grinned at him, then snatched his helmet and dived back into the spatial channel.
The soldier was stunned!
He had only seen Fang Er appear out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air.
The spatial channel, which was pitch black in the eyes of Li Shimin and Fang Er, seemed to simply not exist in his eyes for some unknown reason.
"It's a ghost~~~"
After a long moment of愣愣，the soldier threw down his saber and ran towards the stairs as if mad.
"What's all the noise about! Damn it! If you dare to disturb the morale again, I'll cut you down myself before the enemy breaks the city!"
The corporal above him, seeing the soldier's panicked state, kicked him to the ground, nearly sending him tumbling off the city wall.
On the other side, Li Shimin, seeing Fang Er disappear into the hole, curiously walked around to the back of the spatial channel. To his surprise, he discovered that from behind, the spatial channel seemed non-existent.
He could even clearly see Li Tai, separated from him by the spatial channel.
"Unbelievable~~"
After returning from the spatial channel, Fang Er showed Li Shimin the helmet in his hand.
"Father, come and feel it, it's still warm inside."
He had gone in empty-handed and returned with a helmet, which made Li Shimin feel much more at ease about the spatial channel.
He took the helmet and touched the cotton lining inside. Indeed, it was still warm.
He curiously brought it to his nose and sniffed, then immediately threw the helmet far away.
"Damn, this smell is too strong!"
"How long has it been since the owner of this helmet last washed his hair??"
Fang Er simply smiled at this and said, "Father, there's a battle going on over there. Some foreign tribes have surrounded Jinzhou City. Aren't you going to take a look?"
"Jinzhou? Where is that?" Li Shimin asked curiously.
"It's near Panjin."
"What nonsense!" Hearing Fang Er's explanation, Li Shimin exploded.
"Let's go and see! What is the emperor of this dynasty doing! Watch me break his dog legs!"
With that, he actually rushed into the spatial channel first.
Fang Er quickly followed.
Li Tai, Li Ke, and Wang Xuance also squeezed in one after another, picking up the helmet as they went.
On the walls of Jinzhou City, they appeared one after another.
The city wall, less than ten meters thick, was suddenly occupied by a group of people within a small area, leaving all the nearby Ming soldiers stunned.
"Who are you people!"
The corporal who had just berated the soldier asked them tremblingly.
Li Shimin suddenly found himself unsure how to respond and turned to look at Fang Er.
"How do these youngsters address me?"
"Emperor Qin, Emperor Han, Emperor Tang, Ancestor Song, you are Emperor Taizong of Tang~~"
This was the first time Li Shimin had heard this. Being ranked alongside Emperor Qin and Emperor Han, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Therefore, he said to the corporal, "I am Emperor Taizong of Tang!"
The corporal froze for a moment, then suddenly shouted loudly.
"Guards! Seize these lunatics!"
"In all my life, this is the first time I've seen someone impersonating the dead to swindle people!"
Fang Er, hearing this, awkwardly covered his face. "Damn, a miscalculation!"
"Emperor Taizong of Tang," this was a temple name, a posthumous title given to Li Shimin after his death.
While others could call him that, for it to come from his own mouth felt very out of place.
"Presumptuous!"
Li Ke, seeing the corporal dare to draw a sword at his own father, instantly became furious. He strode forward and slapped the corporal to the ground.
Then he looked around and asked loudly, "Who is the commander of this city? Come quickly and pay your respects!"
Thirteen-year-old Li Ke was already nearly as tall as Li Shimin.
Having been tempered in the Heavenly Fire Army until now, his iron-blooded aura was no less than that of these battle-hardened soldiers.
Coupled with his royal lineage and the innate arrogance that came with it, it left these Ming soldiers somewhat at a loss.