The door of the house was slowly pushed open, and Gao Zhang had already turned around and stood more than ten feet away, with his hands behind his back.
The generals of the Song Dynasty around him also stood upright with their heads held high.
Gao Zhang saw Li Qianshun, the leader of the Xixia Kingdom, who had a short beard and a handsome appearance, and looked like a Han scholar, wearing only a single coat.
He tied his hands with a rope, lowered his head, and walked slowly outside.
And those Xixia warriors were standing by with empty hands, aggrieved and desperate faces.
At the rear, more than a dozen important Xixia ministers also walked out of the courtyard with their heads downcast and came to the open space outside the courtyard.
Seeing this scene, the breathing of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty suddenly became heavy. They knew very well that they would witness history.
Gao Zhang stood with his hands behind his back and just watched the Xixia monarch and his ministers leave the house and walk a few feet away from him.
Li Qianshun finally slowly raised his head, but he only saw the excessively young Song Army coach Gao Zhang.
Looking at himself with a smile and no words, Li Qianshun knew exactly what the other party was waiting for.
He could only bow down on the cold snow with difficulty and humiliation.
Gao Zhang then slowly stepped forward and personally helped Li Qianshun up.
He looked at Li Qianshun, Chongzong of the Western Xia Dynasty, who would sit back and watch the destruction of the Liao Kingdom and the Northern Song Dynasty in the future, but could continue to survive in the world.
Unfortunately, his order has changed, and the century-old country of Xixia was destroyed by his hands.
Gao Zhang personally untied Li Qianshun's hands and shook his head slowly.
"My emperor has been waiting in Bianliang, Tokyo. You are so late..."
"But fortunately, I came to invite you in person according to the emperor's order. I finally lived up to the emperor's order."
Yang Zongmin looked at Gao Zhang standing in front of the subjugated king Li Qianshun and his words seemed to be polite, but in fact he was carrying a gun and a stick.
At this moment, he had already burst into tears, and around him, Zhong Shidao, Zhe Yanzhi, Yao Pingzhong and many other northwest generals were all in tears.
The suffering in the northwest stems from war, and this war also stems from Xixia. The centuries-old battle between the Song Dynasty and Xixia finally has a winner.
However, these northwest generals did not know how many lives were buried on the battlefield.
"Li Qianshun, the leader of Xixia Kingdom, has surrendered.
The Xixia Kingdom asked us to surrender to the Song Dynasty, and the Xixia Kingdom was destroyed.
There is no more Xixia in the world, and our Song Dynasty finally regained its old land..."
Thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, countless soldiers of the Song Dynasty raised their swords and guns and roared excitedly towards the sky.
The smoke of gunpowder is still filling the air, and the royal capital is full of ruins. In Xingqing Mansion, the capital of the Western Xia Dynasty, the people in Xingqing wept sadly and were no longer as unruly as before.
That night, Gao Zhang was in the house and began to write furiously, not only writing a report of victory.
He even painted a new work "Picture of the Surrender of the King of Xixia" by splashing ink all night long.
In the picture, on the smoke-filled city wall of Xingqing Mansion, banners of the Song Dynasty are fluttering in the wind.
Li Qianshun, the leader of the Xixia Kingdom, is in the most eye-catching position, but at this moment, he is kneeling on his knees, holding the seal of the Xixia Kingdom in his hand, raising it above his head.
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky were still formed into a vague human face, which was the appearance of the Emperor Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty...
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Except for a few people, the leader of the Xixia Kingdom, his concubine Cao, and the civil and military officials of Xixia, died under the sword of the rebel army, or committed suicide out of despair.
After almost surrendering, all the party warriors in the city were disarmed and armored, taken outside the city, and began to build their own prisoner-of-war camps.
Renduo Guangjian, the son of Renduo Baozhong, led more than 5,000 Xixia soldiers to surrender.
The next day, Yang Zongmin led his army, carrying the heads of Wei Mingcha Ge and others, as well as Li Qianshun's warrant, and went straight to Dingzhou. Dingzhou guard Wei Mingsheng wanted to leave the city to fight to the death, but was eventually blocked by his subordinates.
In the end, Wei Mingsheng ordered three thousand cavalry to escape into the snowy fields and look north... Dingcheng fell into the hands of the Song Dynasty.
Zhong Shidao led his army southward to Jingzhou and Shunzhou. After learning that the royal capital city had been destroyed and the king had surrendered, he surrendered to Kaicheng as expected.
Liu Zhongwu led the army to Lingzhou, where the Xiangqing Military Division was located. Mele Dubu took the initiative to invite Ying into the city to discuss secretly with Zhang Weidao, the Dutong Army. Zhang Weidao, the Dutong Army, led the remaining 15,000 troops of the Xiangqing Military Division out of the city. Please surrender.
Less than five days after the Xixia capital was destroyed, the hinterland of the Xixia capital fell into the hands of the Song Dynasty.
At this time, Renduo Baozhong and several important ministers, escorted by Song Army cavalry, rushed to Li Liangfu's camp with Li Qianshun's warrant and Gao Shuai's letter of persuasion to surrender.
Li Liangfu, who was born in a royal family, read out Li Qianshun's warrant in public, as well as the surrender letter from Gao Zhang, the head coach of the Song army.
Most of the soldiers and soldiers of this large army from Xixia who went south to ask for help from the Xishou Baotai Army had their families in the hinterland of Xixia.
I heard that the country has been destroyed and the king has surrendered, so how can I still have any fighting spirit? In the end, except for a few people who escaped, the rest all surrendered to Yao Gu who was guarding the city.
On December 13, Weiming Yeguang personally walked out of Weizhou and asked Song general Yao Xiong to surrender.
On December 15, Zhuo Luo and the commander of the Southern Army Division, Ting Shemo, led their troops to the city and asked for surrender from the Song Dynasty...
On December 10th, Fei Ge's message arrived in Bianliang, Tokyo, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
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Everyone in the Imperial City Department knew that Yang Xiong yawned and entered his office. As soon as he sat down, someone came over to greet Yang Douzhi eagerly.
Soon, a pot of boiled rice wine and two plates of side dishes to go with the wine were served.
Yang Xiong sipped wine, ate side dishes, shook his head, and began to ask about today's official business.
Even though he liked to have morning drinks, he was very clear-headed and sharp. He quickly finished the affairs and saw all the supervisors saying goodbye and leaving.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but miss his good partner Zhao Yaban. This guy followed the Zhuang Yuan Gong to Xixia. He had received good news before that he had already defeated Xishou Baotai Military Division in Xixia and occupied the entire territory.
A large area of land was restored for the Song Dynasty, but during the following period, no news from Xixia was received.
I don't know if there was an accident, or if the No. 1 Duke's victory in Xixia triggered a counterattack in Xixia, and they were fighting hard.
Alas, I heard from my godfather that His Majesty dreamed of the destruction of Xixia, and believed that the Number One Scholar could definitely wipe out Xixia, restore the old land of the Song Dynasty, and wash away the centuries-old shame.
But the problem is, it was obviously just a dream, but the officials actually took it seriously.
I don't know if the Number One Scholar can realize this dream for the official family, but Yang Xiong was thinking wildly while sipping a small drink.
An Imperial City Chief, holding a pigeon letter tightly in his hand, was running towards the location of Yang Duzhi's residence.
And he rushed straight into the public room without stopping at all, knelt on his knees, slid forward and shouted.
"Everyone knows that the king of Xixia has been defeated. The leader of Xixia please surrender..."
"What?!" Yang Douzhi tilted his head and looked at the intruder who came in. Even the wine glass in his hand slipped from his fingers, and he still didn't know...
(End of chapter)
