Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

On the city wall, Xia Chongzong Li Qianshun, Jin Wang Li Qianming, Wei Ming Anhui and others discussed for a long time.

From the morning of the second day of May, the Song army withdrew from the area around the North City Gate, and the Xixia people transported cartloads of gold and silver out of it. The five million taels of gold and silver is an unimaginably huge sum of money for Xixia, and the savings of the Xixia royal family for more than a hundred years can be said to have been wiped out.

In the afternoon of this day, the Xixia people brought out Ren Yuqin's body.

Ren Yuqin's whole body was drained of blood, and her skin looked extremely pale.

At this moment, the blood on her body has been washed away, she has been put on clean clothes, and her face is still so beautiful and heavenly.

"Your Majesty, this is Ren Dejing's daughter Ren Yuqin!" Yu Yunwen said.

"Send someone to bury her." Zhao Chen said flatly.

Yu Yunwen nodded, not to mention Ren Yuqin's burial. No matter how Ren Yuqin resisted the Song army, no matter whether she was a traitor or not, now that she was dead, all the hatred had been resolved, and there was no need to trample on her body.

On the morning of the third day of May, another group of people came out of the North City Gate. The leader was Wei Ming An Hui, standing beside him was Brother Li Cha, and a child followed them. It was Li Renxiao, the Prince of Western Xia. . In addition, Wanyan Zonggan also came out together, but Wanyan Zonggan was covered with scars all over his body at the moment, and he was escorted out by Xixia people. For the survival of the country, the imperial concubines of the Xixia people all died, and their prime ministers and generals all voluntarily left the city to accept the punishment of the Song army. How could Wanyan Zonggan, an outsider, be preserved?

Seeing that Weiming An Hui, Brother Li Cha and others came out independently and came towards this side, they were not bound, and there was no reluctance on their faces, Zhao Chen also sighed slightly in his heart. When the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, every nation will have some heroes. The name An Hui and Brother Li Cha could be called heroes at such a moment.

Wei Ming Anhui, Brother Li Cha and others are also looking at Zhao Chen at this moment. Although Zhao Chen is only fifteen years old, his body has fully grown now. After experiencing countless wind and rain, there is not the slightest youthfulness on his body. He stood in the middle of the army, with a determined look on his face, looking at them from above, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. They immediately felt the kind of imperial temperament that is self-respecting, and this emperor's temperament is even more decisive. This temperament is completely different from the slightly weak temperament that Xia Chongzong gave people.

"So this is the emperor of the Han people! He looks like a king, a general, and a wise man! No wonder he can lead the Han people to rise again!" Weiming Anhui sighed secretly.

Just by looking at his appearance and temperament, he knew that Xia Chongzong was far from the Han emperor in front of him. Xia Chongzong is definitely not the opponent of this Han emperor.

"Wei Ming Anhui from Xixia sees His Majesty the Song Dynasty!" Wei Ming An Hui knelt down and said.

"Brother Li Cha sees His Majesty!" Brother Li Cha also knelt down at this moment.

"It turns out that you are Wei Ming Anhui. This time Xingqing Mansion was able to block our soldiers from the Great Song Dynasty. One of the main reasons is you. I have wanted to see you for a long time." Zhao Chen ignored Brother Li Cha, just looked at Xiang Wei named An Hui and said with a smile.

"A minister of a small country, I don't need to mention it." Wei Ming Anhui said.

"Are you willing to surrender to my Great Song Dynasty and work for my Great Song Dynasty from now on? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly!" Zhao Chen said fiercely.

"Little life is a man of Xixia, and death is a ghost of Xixia. I can only live up to your majesty's high expectations!" Wei Ming Anhui said without hesitation.

"What a pity!" Zhao Chen shook his head.

"Are you the emperor of the Han people?" At this moment, there was an angry shout from behind, and Wanyan Zonggan was struggling constantly.

"That's right! Looking at you, you are the Wanyan Sect?" Zhao Chen looked behind and said.

"It's me! If you let me go quickly, my Jurchen can spare your life! If not, my Jurchen army will enter Guanshan in the future and will definitely tear you to pieces." Wanyan Zong said viciously.

"Did I hear wrong?" Zhao Chen looked around and laughed dumbfoundedly.

The Song soldiers next to him couldn't help laughing.

"Come on, drag it on, Ling Chi!" Zhao Chen's expression turned cold, and he said flatly.

"What are you going to do? You want to kill me? Don't! Don't!" Wanyan Zonggan yelled loudly.

And a group of Song soldiers next to him had already dragged him away, and after a while, screams came.

The expressions of Wei Ming Anhui and Brother Li Cha could not help but change, but soon their expressions calmed down again. When they came, they had already predicted their own death, and as for how to die, they no longer cared.

"Very good! You two are heroes, I respect heroes, and I will give you a good time!" Zhao Chen said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wei Ming Anhui and Brother Li Cha were stunned, and then said.

Behind Wei Ming Anhui and Brother Li Cha, the Prince of Xixia was trembling at the moment, with a frightened light in his eyes. He didn't dare to look at Zhao Chen at all, but just lowered his head, feeling terrified in his heart.

"You are the prince of Xixia?" Zhao Chen finally looked at him and said.

"I..." He trembled and couldn't speak.

An Hui, who was next to him, pulled him, and he knelt on the ground, saying: "Li Renxiao sees Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

He was only seven or eight years old, and his voice was trembling at the moment, almost crying.

"Let's get down! Come to Zhen's side." Seeing his frightened appearance, Zhao Chen also sighed softly, and said.

The Western Xia Crown Prince Li Renxiao stood up, looked at Wei Ming An Hui, Wei Ming An Hui nodded slightly, and walked towards Zhao Chen.

"Don't be afraid! You are just a child, I will not kill you! From now on, you will follow me and learn my Chinese etiquette well. In the future, you will also be able to become a king and manage Xixia for me." Zhao Chen said softly.

"Yes." Li Renxiao finally nodded.

He is the famous Xia Renzong in history. Although there was a chaos in the early days of Ren Dejing's division of the country, after Ren Dejing's death, he made a lot of achievements. He set up schools at all levels in Xixia to promote education. He respected Confucianism and overhauled the Confucian Temple to honor Confucius as Emperor Wenxuan. He established the Hanlin Academy and compiled historical records. He attached great importance to rites and music, and compiled the book "New Law" on music. He advocated Buddhism, enshrined Tibetan Lamaist monks as national teachers, and engraved various Buddhist scriptures. He enacted laws and promulgated the "Tianshengnian Changxin Law Order". However, after the Ren Dejing Rebellion, his unusual defense against military commanders, emphasizing civility over military affairs, eventually caused the combat effectiveness of the Xixia army to drop greatly, and planted the seeds for the demise of Xixia.

In history, many of those who can use "Renzong" as their posthumous title have made great achievements in literature and governance, and he is no exception. However, now he is just a seven-year-old child. In the future, his fate will undergo a complete change.

The rain is still falling, but it has become much smaller.

"Yu Yunwen, prepare for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven!" Zhao Chen said flatly.

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This afternoon, it was cloudy and rainy.

At a place more than ten miles south of Xingqing Mansion, a tall altar has been set up.

Almost all the soldiers of the Song Army came here to sacrifice to heaven with Zhao Chen.

They sacrificed to God first, and then to the emperors of the Song Dynasty, and informed the heaven and the emperors of this battle.

After that, Zhao Chen paid homage to the dead Song heroes!

"I originally wanted to transport all your bones back, but the situation in Guanshan was tense, and I had to lead the army back to Guanshan immediately! Today, I will bury your bones in the territory of Xixia first! Someone will transport your bones Go home! Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green hills, so why return the corpses shrouded in horse leather! From now on, Xixia is also my Great Song territory, and you are also buried in your own land now! Come, put Wei Anhui, Brother Li Cha and others on charge Come, use their blood to sacrifice the heroic souls of soldiers!" Zhao Chen said fiercely.

At that moment, someone escorted Wei Ming Anhui, Brother Li Cha and others up, and following an order, their heads were chopped off, and their blood was sprinkled on the ground!

"Record the names of the soldiers and put them in the Martyr's Shrine when you go back! From now on, the imperial court will offer sacrifices every year to thank them for their contributions to the Song Dynasty!" Zhao Chen said.

"Your Majesty!" The soldiers of the Song Army below all showed expressions of gratitude on their faces.

"Cao Zhi in the Three Kingdoms era said that his lifelong dream was to go to the country with all his strength, to benefit the people, to build an eternal career, and to make achievements in gold and stone. The same is true for me. I believe that any man has such an ambition! Today I am here A stele was erected in front of the Xingqing Mansion of Xixia to record the feats of our sons of the Song Dynasty! You traveled thousands of miles to Kehong Prefecture, Dingzhou, Youzhou, Yanzhou and other places! In the battle of Wudaotan, you wiped out 300,000 Xixia! The main force! Afterwards, my army came to the city of Xingqing Prefecture, stripped off the title of Emperor Xixia, and let him be renamed King of Xixia! Let him hand over the war criminals, let him compensate us for our losses, and let him take all the places in Lingzhou and Liangzhou. Return me to the Song Dynasty! I want to engrave all these meritorious deeds and record them here! Send someone to tell the Xixia people that no one can touch this stele. If this stele is destroyed, it will be time for my army to go north again!" Zhao Chen said coldly.

The faces of the Song soldiers below all showed extremely excited expressions!

"However, although we have made great achievements today, we still have a great revenge! Back then, the Khitan invaded our Central Plains and occupied our Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures! After that, the Jurchens invaded again, occupying Hedong, Hebei, and Shandong! They broke through Kaifeng City, the Second Emperor was captured, the shame of Jingkang will never be forgotten! Therefore, all soldiers, we need to make persistent efforts, never slack off, regain the Central Plains, recover Yanyun, rescue the Second Emperor, and rejuvenate the Great Song Dynasty!" Zhao Chen turned around , pulled out the sword at his waist, swung it fiercely towards the sky, and said.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will never slack off!"

"Your Majesty, we must regain the Central Plains."

Soon, the sound of long live that shook the world again sounded around the altar! The sound of long live has not stopped for a long time!

Ten miles away, on the city wall of Xingqing Mansion, countless Xixia party members stood there, their faces pale. Although they survived by luck, the strength of Song Jun has been firmly engraved in their hearts. At this moment, they only have fear in their hearts.

"It's time to return to Guanshan!" Zhao Chen said.

In the middle of the night of this day, they first collected the bones of their comrades-in-arms. Naturally, they could not bury the bones here. Who knows how the Xixia people will deal with these bones. They will transport the bones to Lingzhou and bury them in Lingzhou City . Lingzhou City was originally the city of the Han people. After more than a hundred years, the Han people regained it again, and it would be the best place to bury the bodies of their comrades in arms. In addition, there are various siege weapons, food and supplies that need to be cleaned up. And these things will be delivered to the young people of the Production and Construction Corps. In addition, Zhao Chen has ordered 50,000 young people from the Production and Construction Corps to stay in Lingzhou City. As for the gold and silver, they will be transported to Lingzhou City for the time being, and then transported back to China. A large part of the gold and silver will become the pension of the dead soldiers.

On the morning of May 4th, the army officially set off.

Zhao Chen, Qu Duan, Yu Yunwen, Kang An and others are standing on the bank of the Yellow River west of Xingqing Mansion at this moment, watching the rolling Yellow River.

Zhao Chen's expression changed, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, we should go too." Yu Yunwen said.

"Leave a thousand people here!" Zhao Chen said fiercely.

"Your Majesty?" Yu Yunwen had a puzzled expression on his face.

"After the army leaves, let go of the Yellow River!" Zhao Chen said.

"Ah!" Yu Yunwen was shocked, and Qu Duan, Kang An and others beside him were also shocked.

"We destroyed half of the towns and villages on the Yinchuan Plain, but half of them still exist. These party members are ambitious, and they will eventually resist. They are all soldiers, and they will still be our troubles in the future. Let us release the water of the Yellow River and let the Yellow River stop. Embankment, add another disaster to this plain. The Yellow River crosses the border, and the entire Yinchuan Plain will be completely destroyed. At that time, Xixia will really be nothing to mention. They are not even comparable to the largest tribes on the northern grasslands. Don't worry about them anymore." Zhao Chen said coldly.