"How... how could this be?"
Upon learning that Dou Jiande had been captured by the Tang Army—and that Li Shimin had defeated his army of a hundred thousand with merely several thousand cavalrymen—Wang Shichong seemed to lose all his strength.
He had never expected that even Dou Jiande, the King of Xia who commanded Hebei and possessed such formidable strength, would be defeated by Li Shimin.
With only the lone city of Luoyang left to him, how was he supposed to resist?
Did he truly have no choice but to surrender the city?
But...
He was unwilling to accept it!
Why? Why did Li Yuan have a son like that, one who could conquer the realm for him?
"Your Majesty!"
Just as Wang Shichong was deep in thought, a minister stepped forward and bowed deeply to him.
"We should surrender! Now..."
"Luoyang has no food left. If this continues, countless commoners will starve to death, and many soldiers in the army will starve as well. By then, we will no longer be able to fight the Tang Army! It will only bring needless casualties. Perhaps Great Tang... truly possesses the Mandate of Heaven?"
"You!"
Wang Shichong's eyes widened.
Hearing his own ministers claim that Li Tang possessed the Mandate of Heaven, Wang Shichong instinctively resisted it.
Yet even he did not know how to refute them at this moment. After all, Dou Jiande had brought an army of a hundred thousand, and that entire force had actually been defeated by Li Shimin and several thousand Tang cavalrymen!
"Fine, surrender! Then we shall surrender."
After making that decision, Wang Shichong staggered and sank back onto the Dragon Throne.
The ministers below bowed and kowtowed, loudly praising his wisdom.
Wisdom?
Hearing those ministers hail him as wise, Wang Shichong felt like laughing