In the second year of Jiayou year of the Song Dynasty, it was the second day of September in the fifth year of Zheng'an period in Dali.
Early in the morning, the defenders at Longshou Pass began to light fires and cook. Although Dali City had sufficient supplies, officials at all levels habitually withheld military rations, so that the soldiers who fought bloody battles were often in a state of semi-starvation. This situation continued until
Things got better after Zeng Bu took over the logistics supply.
The grain in hand was low, so Zeng Bu went directly to Dali City to find Duan Silian and asked him to fill the quota. Duan Silian was disgraced, so he naturally had to punish the officials in charge. After going back and forth, no one dared to deduct military rations from the front line, and the soldiers
Only then can we have enough to eat.
Of course, there are differences in food. For example, in the morning, soldiers in Dali ate vegetable soup and black noodle steamed buns. But soldiers in the Song Dynasty and officers in Dali had eggs, millet, and occasionally bacon and chicken.
After getting to know each other well, Dali soldiers often came over to beat the autumn wind at this time.
Just as the soldiers of the two tribes were sitting together for a meal, bragging about how beautiful and hot the girls from their respective tribes were, the soldier on guard suddenly jumped up excitedly and shouted: "Look at the rebel barracks!"
When the soldiers heard this, they rushed to the city wall to look around. The Song army was confused, but the Dali soldiers shouted excitedly: "The rebels have surrendered, the rebels have surrendered!"
The Song Army's eyes widened, and they only discovered that the big flag with the word "Yang" written on it in the rebel camp was replaced by a white flag today. They didn't understand the customs of the Dali people. The party that hung the flag like this was
Declare to give up resistance and prepare to surrender...
The army on the city cheered loudly, and the Yang family surrendered. This meant relief and rebirth for the officers and soldiers on the front line! The Bai soldiers finally stopped fighting each other, and the Song Dynasty's imperial army could return to Bianjing!
The cheers were loud as the Dragon Head was closed. Officers and soldiers, regardless of race, shouted and jumped excitedly, hugging each other in celebration.
The officers in Dali reported the situation to Wang Shao. Wang Shao was worried about fraud and ordered his soldiers to take strict precautions and not to be careless. There were many examples of false surrender in military books, so he had to guard against it.
However, the subsequent development of the situation was not surprising. The Yang family submitted a surrender, expressing their willingness to immediately lift the state of war and accept a conditional armistice. The defenders did not dare to make any arbitrary decisions, so they rushed to notify Dali City of the news.
The next day, the latest decree came. The Yang family's army stayed put. Yang Yunxian and his son came to Dali City to surrender.
Not long after the decree was conveyed to the Yang family's camp, Yang Yizhen and Yang Shiduo led more than a dozen senior civil and military personnel from the Yang family, and only brought more than a hundred cavalry guards to the foot of Guancheng.
The city gate had long been blocked, and the defenders proposed to use baskets to bring the Yang family into the city. Yang Yizhen and others had no objection to this.
After picking up the Yang family, the defenders found that there was no trace of Yang Yunxian, but received a sad reply from Yang Shiduo: "My master committed suicide last night!"
The overjoyed defenders discovered that all the Yang family members were wrapped in white cloth, and Yang Yizhen was even more dressed in white, obviously showing great filial piety.
At this point, no one doubts the sincerity of the Yang family's surrender...
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On the early morning of the fourth day of September, the autumn air was crisp, and Dali City in the morning light presented a rare relaxed and joyful atmosphere.
When they got up early in the morning, the city's officers and soldiers sprinkled water and spread sand on the main roads. Offering tables and incense burners were set up in front of every house. The residents of Dali, who had been living in fear for several months, seemed to have suddenly loosened their shackles.
Laughter and relief are written on his face.
In front of Yongning Gate, the main gate of Dali, there are hanging lanterns and colorful decorations, flying yellow and flowing gold, flags and canopies like clouds, and magnificent curtains. Two huge yellow silk longevity banners have the words "Amitabha" and "The whole world celebrates" respectively, welcoming the rising sun.
The rising sun floats down from the city gate tower.
At this moment, under Yongning's door, the sky is filled with Brahma music, the singing is moving, the smoke is lingering, and the crowd is bustling, which is no different from the paradise world.
The Emperor of Dali, Duan Silian, burned incense and worshiped in the Tianlong Temple of the Dali Kingdom Temple last night. Today it was dark. He went to the ancestral temple to worship the Duan family's ancestors. When he came out of the ancestral temple, he saw the Prime Minister Gao Zhisheng, who led the
Hundreds of officials, dressed in fine clothes, were waiting in front of the mountain gate.
Behind them, a golden cover spread out. A jade chariot, about two feet high, eight feet wide and one foot five feet long, shaped like a palace and covered with hanging flags, was parked there.
"Your Majesty, please board the carriage." Gao Zhisheng bowed and saluted.
"Why didn't the prince come?" Duan Silian looked around and saw no sign of Wang Gui.
"Mr. Wang's old habit has returned and he can't get out of bed." Gao Zhisheng said respectfully: "Today I am represented by Mr. Xiao Wang." Mr. Xiao Wang is the name the Dali people call Wang Shao who commanded them to guard Longshou Pass.
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"That's fine." Duan Silian nodded and said, "Let's go."
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At midnight, Dali's imperial guards and court band were already in place in front of Yongning Gate.
When the Emperor of Dali, Duan Silian, arrived in the magnificent jade chariot decorated with pearls and jade, surrounded by flowers, the band played Zhonghe Shao music, the chapter of victory.
Duan Silian sat on the jade chariot, looking at the dense crowd of people, listening to their shouts of long live the mountain, and said to Duan Mingyue sitting next to him: "This feels really good."
Duan Mingyue wanted to say that it was a pity that she didn't win it, but today was Brother Nai's big day. She didn't disappoint, she just smiled and nodded.
After the music was played, Duan Silian, dressed in military uniform, climbed onto the high platform and sat down on the throne.
"Surrender!" the ceremonial officer drawled.
Then they saw the imperial army with bright armor and helmets and red tassels, making way for a path like a diverting wave. Dozens of men in white clothes walked forward with solemn expressions and heavier steps. The leaders were Yang Yizhen and Yang Shiduo.
The people of Dali City were deeply bullied by Yang Yizhen, a domineering man, and they were also die-hard supporters of the Duan family. When they saw Yang Yizhen now, they were naturally extremely jealous, and rotten eggs and cabbage leaves flew over like raindrops...
Yang Yizhen lost her usual impetuousness and walked towards the high platform with a calm demeanor, quite like a self-righteous demeanor.
When he reached five feet in front of the high platform, Yang Yizhen stood still and looked at Duan Silian on the throne opposite with an expressionless face.
There was silence in front of the city gate tower, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them. The Dali Emperor on the throne snorted coldly: "You, the Yang family, have failed to live up to the kindness of generations of emperors and dared to rebel. Now you have finally repented. Do you want to surrender?"
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"The Yang family is asking for surrender, but it is not asking for surrender from your Duan family." Yang Yizhen glanced at Duan Silian contemptuously, then turned his eyes to Wang Shao who was standing aside, wearing an official robe from the Song Dynasty, and said loudly: "I am a minister of the country.
Yang Yizhen led 3.7 million households in four counties and six prefectures in western Yunnan to ask for surrender from the Song Dynasty!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar. No one in Dali expected that the Yang family would skip the Duan family and surrender to the Song Dynasty. How could this make Duan Silian, the emperor of Dali, embarrassed?
After all, Wang Shao was still young. Although he had known that this would happen, the Emperor of Dali was sitting next to him. How could he have the nerve to go up and accept the surrender? Wouldn't it mean that he would not save any face for Duan Silian?
Only then did I understand why Wang Gui, the old fox, and Lu Huiqing, the little fox, both claimed to be ill and asked themselves to do the work for them. It turned out that they had expected that today would definitely be disgraceful!
"You bastard!" Duan Siyi, Duan Silian's younger brother, immediately reprimanded him: "How dare your defeated general speak so arrogantly!"
"Who do you think you are!" Yang Yizhen sneered again and again and said loudly: "My Yang family was not defeated by your Duan family, it was the Song Dynasty that defeated us! Without Lord Xiao Wang's command, Longshou Pass would have been breached long ago.
If the army of the Song Dynasty had not entered Dali, we would have taken down Longshou Pass even with a mass of people!" As he said this, he clasped his fists towards Wang Shao and said: "We, the Yang family, have always admired the Celestial Dynasty and did not dare to go against the Song Dynasty. Today, if
Mr. Xiao Wang is willing to surrender, and the Yang family in western Yunnan is entirely at the mercy of the Song Dynasty. But my Yang family would rather die in battle than surrender to the Duan family, who is traitorous and seeking glory, and is cowardly and incompetent!"
"I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin," Duan Siyi said angrily: "Here comes someone, take him down!"
"Slow down..." The one who spoke was not Duan Silian, but Gao Zhisheng, the Prime Minister of Dali. He waved his sleeves and suppressed the arrogance of the Prince of Dali. He stood up, looked at Yang Yizhen and said, "My dear nephew, you
Not convinced?"
"Yes, I don't accept it!" Yang Yizhen said with eyes splitting when he saw the bitch who ruined his Yang family's affairs: "You are a capricious villain, and you have vowed to incite my father to raise an army. Where are the things you agreed to attack from a pincer attack? You agreed.
Who will enter Guanzhong first and become the king? As soon as the Celestial Army arrives, it will act like a big-tailed wolf!"
"Shut up!" Gao Zhisheng was exposed in front of tens of thousands of his subjects, and naturally he couldn't hold back, but he had to stand up because the Yang family's actions went beyond his plan... The break between the two families was complete.
Inevitably, if the Yang family is allowed to rely on the Song Dynasty, it will soon regain its strength and pose a threat to the Gao family.
Therefore, the Yang family's wishful thinking must be broken. He said with a gloomy face: "In this case, we might as well make a treaty here and ask the Chinese army to stand by and watch. Both sides return to camp and fight again. Let's see if there is no help from the Chinese army.
, can your Yang family defeat my Dali monarchs!"
"This..." Yang Yizhen didn't expect that this shy turtle would show up, and he was speechless for a moment.
"Do you dare?" Gao Zhisheng pressed forward step by step.
The soldiers and civilians of Dali also started making noises, loudly mocking the Yang family for their lack of talent.
"Hahaha, what a shameless Gao Xiangguo..." Yang Shiduo took over the conversation for the young master and said sadly: "Do you think the truce is child's play? My lord signed the armistice order yesterday. Because he was grateful for the futility of his work, he made the clan
The middle son sacrificed his life in vain, so that he could commit suicide in front of all the generals to thank his father in western Yunnan for his old age!"
Dali people are romantic by nature and revere heroes, especially tragic heroes. When they heard Yang Shiduo describe Yang Yunxian as a fierce man like the King of Chu, his dislike for the Yang family was reduced by most, and the clamor was gone.
The little monk had a bad temper yesterday, cried a lot at night, and was not at all as peaceful as usual. Can any experienced comrade tell me what's going on? The big monk is almost losing his temper...it's not like being a parent or a mother at all.
Fun.
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