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

From the morning of the second day of the fifth month, the Song army withdrew from the area around the North City Gate, and the Tanguts transported cartloads of gold and silver from it. These five million taels of gold and silver are also an unimaginable amount of money for the Western Xia, and the savings of the Western Xia royal family for more than a hundred years can be said to have been swept away.

In the afternoon of this day, the Tangut people sent Ren Yuqin's body out.

The blood on Ren Yuqin's whole body has been drained, and her skin looks extremely white.

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 stunning.

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

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

Yu Yunwen nodded, and asked Ren Yuqin to be buried at the moment, not to mention it. No matter how Ren Yuqin resisted the Song army, whether she was a traitor or not, now that she is dead, all the hatred has been dissolved, and there is no need to trample on her corpse.

On the morning of the third day of the fifth lunar month, another group of people came out of the north city gate, led by Wei Ming Anhui, standing next to Li Cha, and a child following 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 the Xixia people. For the survival of the country, the imperial concubines of the Western Xia people died, and their prime ministers and generals voluntarily went out of the city to accept the punishment of the Song army.

Seeing that Wei Ming Anhui, Brother Richard and others all came out on their own and came to this side, they were not tied up, and there was no reluctance on their faces, Zhao Chen's heart also sighed slightly. When the country is ruined, there will be some heroes in every nation. This famous An Hui and Richard can be called heroes at such a moment.

Wei Ming Anhui, Brother Richard and others are also looking at Zhao Chen at this moment, although Zhao Chen is only fifteen years old, but now his body has fully grown. After countless ups and downs, there is not the slightest greenness on his body. He stood in the midst of the army, his expression resolute, looking at them from above, and there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in his eyes. They immediately felt the kind of self-respecting imperial temperament, and this imperial temperament had a decisive temperament, which was completely different from the slightly weak temperament that Xia Chongzong gave people.

"It turns out that this is the emperor of the Han people! He looks like a king, a general, and a wise man! No wonder he was able to lead the Han people to rise again! Anhui sighed secretly.

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

"Xixia Weiming, Anhui, see Your Majesty the Great Song Dynasty!" Anhui had already knelt down and said.

"Brother Richard, see Your Majesty!" Richard also knelt down at this moment.

"It turns out that you are Wei Ming Anhui, and one of the main reasons why Xingqing Mansion was able to block our Great Song Dynasty soldiers and horses this time is you. I've wanted to see you for a long time. Zhao Chen ignored Brother Richard, just looked at Wei Ming Anhui, and said with a smile.

"A courtier of a small country, not enough to mention." Ann Hui Road.

"Are you willing to surrender to my Great Song and do things for my Great Song from now on? Rest assured, I won't treat you badly! Zhao Chen said violently.

"The villain was born as a person of Western Xia, and died as a ghost of Western Xia, so he can only live up to His Majesty's high hopes!" Anhui said without hesitation.

"It's a pity!" Zhao Chen shook his head.

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

"Not bad! Looking at your appearance, you are done with Yan Zong? Zhao Chen looked behind him 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 you will definitely be broken into pieces. "Wanyan Sect said viciously.

"Did I hear me wrong?" Zhao Chen looked around and said with a dumb smile.

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

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

"What are you going to do? Are you going to delay me? No! Don't! Wanyan Zonggan shouted loudly.

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

The expressions of Anhui and Brother Richard couldn't help but change, but soon the expressions of the two calmed down again. When they came, they had already predicted their own death, and they didn't care how they would die.

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

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

Behind the famous Anhui and Richard Brother, the prince of Naxixia was trembling at the moment, with a frightened light in his eyes. He didn't dare to look at Zhao Chen at all, he just lowered his head, and his heart was terrified.

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

"I ......" he trembled, unable to speak.

The famous An Hui next to him pulled him, and he knelt on the ground and said, "Li Renxiao see 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, and he was almost crying.

"Flatten! Come to my side. Seeing him so frightened, Zhao Chen also sighed softly and said.

Li Renxiao, the prince of Western Xia, stood up, he looked at Wei Ming Anhui, Wei Ming An Hui nodded slightly, and he walked towards Zhao Chen.

"Don't be afraid! You're just a kid, I won't kill you! In the future, you will follow me and learn my Chinese etiquette well, and you will be able to become a king in the future and manage Western Xia for me. Zhao Chen said softly.

"Hmm." Li Renxiao finally nodded.

He is the famous Xia Renzong in history, although in the early days there was Ren Dejing's rebellion, but after Ren Dejing's death, he made quite a difference. He set up schools at all levels in Western Xia to promote education. He respected Confucianism and overhauled the Confucian Temple to honor Confucius as Emperor Wenxuan. He established the Hanlin Academy and compiled the records of the past dynasties. He attached great importance to ritual music and cultivated the book "New Law". He advocated Buddhism, worshipped Tibetan Lamaist monks as national teachers, and engraved many Buddhist scriptures. He made the law and promulgated the Code of Laws, the Decree of the Reform of the Reign of the Heavens. However, after Ren Dejing's rebellion, he was unusually prepared for military generals, emphasizing literature over military force, which eventually greatly reduced the combat effectiveness of the Western Xia army and planted the seeds for the demise of Western Xia.

Historically, many of those who can use "Renzong" as a nickname have made great achievements in cultural governance, and he is no exception. But now he's just a seven-year-old. His fate would change forever in the future.

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

"Yu Yunwen, prepare for the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky!" Zhao Chen said lightly.

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On this afternoon, it was rainy.

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 and followed Zhao Chen to worship the heavens.

They first sacrificed to the heavens, and then to the emperors of the Song Dynasty, informing the heavens and the emperors of this war.

After that, Zhao Chen worshiped the dead Song Yinglie!

"I was going to transport all your bones back, but the battle situation in Guanshan is tense, and I must lead the army back to Guanshan immediately! Today, I will bury your bones in the territory of Western Xia! Someone will bring your bones back to their hometown! Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why should the horse leather shroud be returned! From now on, Western Xia is also my Great Song Dynasty territory, and you are now buried in your own land! Come on, bring up the names of Anhui, Brother Richard and others, and use their blood to sacrifice the souls of the soldiers! Zhao Chen said violently.

At that moment, someone escorted Wei Ming Anhui, Brother Richard and others up, and with an order, their heads were cut off, and blood was sprinkled on the ground!

"Write down the names of the soldiers and put them in the martyrs' shrine when you go back! From now on, the imperial court will sacrifice every year to thank them for their contributions to the Great Song Dynasty! Zhao Chen said.

"Your Majesty!" The Song soldiers below showed a grateful look on their faces.

"Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms era said that his lifelong dream is to fight hard to go to the country, to benefit the people, to build an eternal industry, and to work on the merits of gold and stone, and the same is true for me, I believe that any man has such ambitions! Today, I will set up a stone monument in front of the Xingqing Mansion in Xixia to record the exploits of our Song boys! You have traveled thousands of miles, Kehong Prefecture, Dingzhou, Youzhou, Yanzhou and other places! In the battle of Wudaotan, you annihilated the 300,000 main forces of Western Xia! After that, my army came to the city of Xingqing Mansion, stripped off the imperial title of the Emperor of Western Xia, and asked him to change his name to King of Western Xia! Let him hand over the war criminals, let him compensate us for our losses, and let him return all parts of Lingzhou and Liangzhou to my Great Song Dynasty! I want to engrave all these feats and record them here! Send someone to tell the Tangut people that no one can touch this stone tablet, and if this stone tablet is destroyed, then it will be the time for our army to go north again! Zhao Chen said coldly.

The Great Song soldiers below all showed extremely excited expressions on their faces!

"But today, although we have made great achievements, we still have great revenge! Back then, the Khitan invaded our Central Plains and occupied my Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures! After that, the Jurchens invaded again and occupied Hedong, Hebei, and Shandong! They broke through Kaifeng City, the second emperor was captured, and the shame of Jingkang will be unforgettable for life! Therefore, dear soldiers, we still need to make persistent efforts, never slack off, recover 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, and swung it towards the sky.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, we will never slack off!"

"Your Majesty, we will definitely recover the Central Plains."

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

Ten miles away on the city wall of Xingqing Mansion, countless Western Xia party members stood there, their faces pale. Although they survived by luck, the strength of the Song army has been firmly engraved in their hearts. At this moment, they have nothing but fear in their hearts.

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

Late at night that day, they first packed up the bones of their comrades-in-arms, they naturally couldn't bury the bones here, who knows how the Xixia people would deal with these bones, they had to transport the bones to Lingzhou and bury the bones in Lingzhou City. The city of Lingzhou was originally the city of the Han people, and after more than a hundred years, the Han people recovered it again, and it was best to bury the bodies of their comrades-in-arms there. In addition, there are all kinds of siege weapons, grain and grass that need to be packed. And these things will be handed over to the young people of the Production and Construction Corps to be transported, and Zhao Chen has already ordered the 50,000 young people of the Production and Construction Corps to stay in Lingzhou City and garrison there, so naturally 10,000 soldiers and horses will be left to guard there. As for the gold and silver, it will be transported to Lingzhou City for the time being, and then transported back to China, and a large part of the gold and silver will become the pension of the dead soldiers.

On the morning of May 4, the army officially set out.

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

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

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go." Yu Yunwen said.

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

"Your Majesty?" Yu Yunwen's face showed a puzzled expression.

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

"Ahh Yu Yunwen was taken aback, and Qu Duan, Kang An and others next to him were also taken aback.

"Half of the towns and villages on the Yinchuan Plain have been destroyed, but half of them still exist. These partisans are wolf-like, and eventually they will rebel. They are all soldiers, and they will be our trouble in the future. We let go of the Yellow River and let the Yellow River burst its banks, adding another disaster to this plain. When the Yellow River crosses, the entire Yinchuan Plain will be completely destroyed. At that time, the Western Xia will be truly undermentioned. They are not even as good as the largest tribes in the northern steppes, and they no longer have to worry about them. Zhao Chen said coldly.

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