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7-7 White Horse and Silver Spear

The Great Weekend Emperor and Shuntian Emperor Zhang Chengping were missing, and the King of Han did not search for him. He just said lightly: "Let him go, he will go home when he is tired." and never mentioned the matter again.

The small court of Shuntian collapsed, and the officials of the six ministries, the princes and nobles, were forced to take off their hats without even wearing them. Fortunately, the King of Han was kind and did not hold them responsible. He was even particularly merciful to Fu Youde and still allowed his father and son to command Shanxi.

Soldiers and horses.

The Han army does not have many soldiers and horses in Shanxi. Fu Youde's army is basically intact and can be put into use immediately. At present, the world has been initially determined, and only Mongolia is still stubbornly resisting. However, according to Zhao Ding'an's style, there will definitely be bloodshed.

Chenghe, you don’t have to worry about anything for a hundred years.

As for the remnants of the Puppet Zhou Dynasty who originally lived in Taiyuan, Yang Feng, Wen Hai and others were not considered a nuisance at all. In Yuan Feng's eyes, they were as worthless as little mice and were left to fend for themselves.

The only thing worth worrying about is Xixia, which is located in the Hetao area. The Li family has been planning for a long time and has great ambitions. They have long said that they will establish a dynasty and restore the glory of the Song Dynasty, but this is something that Yuan Feng cannot tolerate.

Yuan Feng had already learned how powerful the Xixia Iron Harriers were in combat, so he was still a little wary of the Xixia Army. At the same time, Li Mingxue was his concubine, and Li Mingying was his sworn brother. Emotionally, he was unwilling to be with him.

Xixia started the war, but there are no two masters in the sky and no two people. As the ruler of a huge dynasty with unprecedented prosperity, any mercy is unacceptable. If Xixia wants to survive, it must surrender.

Fu Youde stayed in Taiyuan City, and his grandchildren were also with their grandfather. On the surface, the King of Han sympathized with General Fu for his old age and could not bear him to lead the army. In fact, he was used as a hostage to ask the three sons of the Fu family who were leading the army not to do anything.

Wrong thoughts.

In fact, the three sons of the Fu family will not be dissatisfied. The strength of the Han army is obvious to all. If you want to have a place in the new court, the only way is to sincerely surrender and fight a few good battles.

In the name of suppressing the Mongolian army, Fu's army moved westward, squeezing the space of the Xixia army. At the same time, the Han army located on the front line of Baoji also moved north, forming an encirclement trend.

Yinchuan City, the Li family's mansion. Now this huge mansion has been upgraded. It is no longer the mansion of the largest wealthy family in the northwest, but the palace of the Xixia Emperor.

The ridged eaves are soaring into the clouds. The architectural style is somewhat similar to that of the Central Plains, but not the same. The eaves are thin, the houses are stacked with double eaves, the gray walls are yellow tiles, and the iron bells hang from the eaves. The lama is sitting in a yellow robe with his right arm exposed.

While I was chanting Buddhist scriptures from a high place, horse dung and camel dung were strewn all over the road at my door, and they had frozen into lumps of ice.

In the palace, a group of young people in tight clothes and narrow sleeves were sitting majestically. The door opened, and a sullen-faced young man walked in with a strong wind. The young people saluted together: "Meet the prince!"

The visitor is none other than Li Mingying, the current crown prince of the Xixia Kingdom. In the past few years, Xixia, Mongolia, and Shanxi Fu Youde's tribe have fought countless battles. He has effectively coordinated the Han army, and at the same time, he has strengthened himself and is stronger than before.

ten times.

The country of Xixia has been established. The country is named Daxia and the reign is Tiancheng. Because his father is old, Li Mingying supervises the country as the prince.

These young men are all generals he has promoted with his own hands. The oldest is only thirty years old. They belong to the young group of the Xixia army. Regarding the future direction of Daxia, they are all inclined to march eastward to the Central Plains and compete in the world.

Young people don't know how high the sky is, but the generals who followed the princess to the Central Plains know it well. Even if the Xixia army is strong and strong, it is still not enough to compare with the Han army. It doesn't matter if there are more cavalry. Nowadays, wars rely on cannons and steel.

And gunpowder is the king of war, Xixia iron kite has quietly become obsolete.

An autographed letter from the King of Han was sent to Yinchuan, in which he set out conditions. The Li family would be crowned kings from generation to generation, and they would guard Xixia. The court would grant them a salary equal to that of the prince. They could also retain a palace guard of no more than 10,000 people, and the regional defense would be left to the court.

, the children of the Li family can study in the Imperial Academy in the capital, or hold any official position in the court, without restrictions.

The conditions seemed favorable, but they aroused the anger of the Young Zhuang faction. Didn't they agree that the two families should divide the world equally? How could the Han army become the dominant one, and Xixia could only be the king but not the emperor? This is an absolutely unacceptable humiliation.

A dispute broke out internally, between the main faction of the eldest princess faction and the main station of the young Zhuang faction controlled by the prince. The two sides were arguing endlessly. Today the prince summoned his subordinates to make a settlement.

The eldest princess is in Nanjing, out of reach. Now Li Mingying is no longer the green young man who allowed his sister to beat and scold him, but the Crown Prince who holds great power.

My father is old and has lost the vigor he once had. Hearing that the Han army was attacking from two directions and moving closer to Xixia, he wanted to sue for peace. This aroused the uneasiness and indignation of the young faction.

After some plotting, the generals of the Young Zhuang faction strode away with command arrows in hand, intending to kill all the wavering elements in Yinchuan City and pave the way for the crown prince to succeed to the throne.

A massacre began. In less than a day, all the courtiers loyal to the princess were killed. Heads were placed at the entrance of the palace, but Li Mingying fell into confusion.

If we were to eradicate the traitors in the capital of the Central Plains, it would probably take three days and three nights to kill them all, but in Yinchuan, it would be over in half a day.

Scenes from many years ago come into view. When I was young, I was dressed in bright clothes, angry with horses, and smiling proudly. I was so happy and happy, and I was far less troubled than I am today.

The person Li Mingying admires the most is Li Yuanhao. Under the leadership of this great monarch, Emperor Wulie, the founder of Xixia, the Dangxiang people have stood firm in the northwest and will not fall for a hundred years. Men should live like him.

At that time, the Xixia Empire achieved such brilliant achievements because it occupied the fertile Hexi Corridor, Ganzhou, Shazhou, Liangzhou and other places, coupled with the weakness of the Song Dynasty. But now Liangzhou is owned by the Yuan Dynasty, and Mongolia has been destroyed in the north.

With the Turks in the west and the Central Plains in the south, a huge and vigorous empire was being born.

And now Xixia, except for the Hetao area, has barren land, bitter cold climate, and less than 500,000 people. They rely on imports of iron, tea, silk, and cloth. The strategic space is extremely limited. If you want to use a corner to fight against the emerging hegemony of the Central Plains, it is

So ridiculous, so stupid, but Li Mingying had to do it.

Even if you die, you must die in a glorious and vigorous manner, and die in battle like a real man.

Login to 6 together to support the genuine Wulin Empire. The war between Xixia and Han began in the new year. This was also a short war because there were internal differences in Xixia. While his son was leading the troops outside, the old Xixia king commanded the guards to mobilize.

He carried out the second coup, eradicated the Young Zhuang faction, cut off their logistical supplies, and unilaterally negotiated peace with the Han army.

At the same time, the eldest princess personally leads the troops to march westward to wipe out the rebels. Li Mingying will face his three enemies at the same time: his sworn brother, biological father and sister.

These three people were the closest to him, but it was a tragedy that they had to fight against each other.

The Xixia army fought a decisive battle with the Han army in the Mu Us Wasteland. At this time, the Xixia army had split. Except for the three thousand armored troops who were still loyal to the prince, the rest of the Xixia army chose neutrality and no longer obeyed the prince's orders.

On one side are the lonely 3,000 armored men, and on the other side are the 60,000 heavy Han troops. With sabers versus cannons, 3,000 versus 60,000, the victory or defeat can be imagined.

The powerful Xixia cavalry charged again and again, but were crushed by the Han army's cannons and guns. The horses neighed in the gunfire, and the knights bravely advanced on the corpses of their comrades...

In the evening, the cold sky began to snow, and the two sides temporarily ceased fighting. There were only more than 400 people alive in the Xixia army, and they were all wounded. They were surrounded on all sides, and their food and grass were exhausted. The only thing waiting for them was death in battle.

Suddenly, a white flag was raised on the opposite side, and several people slowly walked over. Li Mingying braced himself, and led two people to meet them. The two sides met in a pile of dead people.

Li Mingying's white jersey has turned blood red, and the long silver tassel has also been dyed black by blood, but he is still heroic and has a smile on his lips.

The wind blew loudly in the wilderness, blowing the goose-yellow ribbon on the clothes of the person opposite. Li Mingying smiled dryly and shouted: "Brother, sister."

The visitors were none other than Yuan Feng and Li Mingxue.

"Little brother!" Li Mingxue choked up after shouting. She has loved this brother the most since she was a child. Now they are fighting each other, with her brother on one side and her husband on the other. She is heartbroken but unable to do anything.

"Stop fighting and come home with me." Yuan Feng said calmly.

Li Mingying shook his head: "Brother, you know, I have never been willing to be overtaken by your limelight, but I have never had the chance to surpass you. Do you still remember our agreement, in case we meet in war?

, will only fight sparing no effort, a true hero does not need anyone’s mercy.”

Yuan Feng was speechless. Li Mingying was the prince of Xixia and the leader of the Young Zhuang Faction. He had developed a rebellious character since he was a child. It was harder to make him surrender than to kill him.

There is only surrender if you don't surrender. Li Mingxue can't accept this result no matter what. She said with tears in her eyes: "Little brother, stop fighting, you can't beat me."

"The beating is not finished. What's the matter? Sister, my son is still young, so I entrusted it to you. Brother, let's fight again and agree not to hold anything back."

After that, Li Mingying left his last bright smile and turned around, his figure still upright, staggering away in the dusk.

The last war drums sounded, and the Xixia cavalry made a final desperate charge under the bloody setting sun. The roar of the four hundred cavalry was as mighty as a hundred thousand troops.

At the Han army's position, Yuan Feng coldly ordered: "Fire!"



Li Mingying, the prince of Xixia, died in the Mu Us Desert at the age of twenty-five. The legend of the little bully with white horse and silver will be spread forever inside and outside the Hetao, north and south of Yinshan Mountain.


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