Chapter 461: Forced surrender

In fact, this Tang Wufeng should have surrendered.

In normal history, the relationship between the Tangwu clan and the Wei Ming clan (Dangxiang royal clan) was very tense, and it can even be said to have deep hatred. Tangwu Asha (also known as Tangwu Lisha and Yang Lisha), a descendant of Tangwu Feng, was also a celebrity. He was known as "the treasure of basic genealogy". When the Mongols attacked Xixia, Tangwu Asha first surrendered and became the vanguard of the Mongols' attack on Xixia, he died in battle with his compatriots.

Afterwards, during the genocide massacre of Western Xia by Genghis Khan, Tangwu Asha died to help the Mongols, so he was allowed to survive by Genghis Khan. Later, the Tangwu clan moved to Dongliu Township, Puyang, Henan, and changed the Han surname to "Yang". The descendant of Yang Shibalang, a fictional character among the fictional Yang family generals, was passed down in Henan as a Han Chinese. In the 20th century, they were discovered by American gene researchers and became the unique preserved fossil of the Dangxiang gene.

The Tangwu clan is the most unstable descendant of Dangxiang. The Dangxiang royal clan asked Tangwufeng to monitor the Zhang clan, which was to let hamsters take care of guinea pigs. The two rats hid in the Black Mountains, which was the rear of Xixia. There was no benefit of looting, so they could only sit by the river lonely and wait for old age and death. During this period, the two rats had already been reborn by the Xixia Lide and found that the Song army was attacking from the Liao Kingdom. After receiving the wolf smoke from the Tiande army in the morning, the Song army had arrived at their city in the evening. The two rats immediately understood the experience of the Tiande army. They did not hesitate for a second and immediately decided to surrender. Among them, Tangwufeng even expressed his opinion to the vanguard of the Song army that he was willing to lead the way for the Song army and attack the Xixia royal city.

It was already evening when Zhao Xing arrived in Wuzhihai City. The ships docked by the Song army lit the lights, and countless lights gathered into a sea of ​​lights. This light could be seen a hundred miles away. In the sea of ​​lights, Zhao Xing changed into a raft and boarded the dock of Wuzhihai. Tang Wufeng and Zhang Cong nodded on the shore and greeted Zhao Xing.

The headed Song army did not inform Zhao Xing of the official position, but generally referred to Zhao Xing as "Taiwei". There were too many Taiwei of the Song army. Tang Wufeng and Zhang Cong disagreed at first, but after walking a few steps, Zhang Cong suddenly looked at Zhao Xing's tall back and blurted out: "Zhao Xing!"

Zhao Xing stopped, and waved his hand to signal Zhang Cong to step forward. After carefully examining Zhang Cong's appearance, he said with emotion: "You are very similar to your younger brother Zhang Wu, and you really came from the same family."

The cold sweat from Tang Wufeng had already formed a river. His eyes were circling and he frequently wiped his sweat. The light of Zhao Xing's eyes swept over Tang Wufeng and said kindly to Zhang Cong: "How is your brother doing recently?"

Zhang Cong bowed carefully: "My younger brother wrote to him and said, "I would like to thank the Taiwei for his teachings. Otherwise, how could he enjoy the glory in Bianliang?"

Zhang Cong's words were actually tempted. He called out Zhao Xing's name, and Zhao Xing neither agreed nor denied it. He asked in a tone of proof. But Zhao Xing didn't want to tell him the truth. He pointed at Tang Wufeng and asked: "Where is your army?"

Tang Wufeng bowed: "There are more than 3,000 cavalrymen in this clan, all of whom are staying in the mansion. Thirty thousand people in the Heishan Weifu Army Division are in the military camp. The armies have been confiscated. My servants are in charge and will never go out easily. Please rest assured by the Grand Marshal."

Zhao Xing waved his hand and ordered: "Plan No. 11!"

Guard Zhu Dake repeated sternly: "Plan No. 11!"

With this shout, the Qinglong Army, who had already been waiting to go on the shore, ran into the city and ran to the camp of the Weifu Army of Heishan. Zhao Xing turned around and bowed to Zhang Cong kindly: "Young Master Zhang, please lead the way."

When Zhang Cong and Tang Wufeng led Zhao Xing into the city, the city no longer belonged to them. The duty site in the city gate was the Zhuque Army. On the wall, a group of soldiers were setting up cannons, and the White Tiger Legion was fully armed and moving into the city. In the barracks near the city gate, the shouts of the Song army came from time to time: "Those who can speak Song languages ​​are out of the line! You can write Song characters. Out of the line! Those with a skill should go out of the line!"

Tang Wufeng's face turned pale. He frequently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Zhang Cong's legs were trembling. There were noises coming from the Xixia military camp, but the Song army did not press the pressure accordingly.

Zhang Cong and Tang Wufeng, who were used to massacres to the Song people, both understood that choosing literate people to go out and selecting seniors with one skill to go out. This is the prelude to the massacre. The Xixia soldiers who were used to massacres also knew, but they still retained a glimmer of hope in their hearts, because when they thought that the Song army had a reputation of kindness and had never carried out large-scale massacres before.

The Xia Bing still retained a glimmer of hope. They hesitated to follow the Song army's instructions, but Tang Wufeng and Zhang Cong did not report hope because they knew that the commander of the Song army was Zhao Xing, who had always had a bad reputation for the prisoners of Xixia. When the Xia Bing came to his hands, death was the best destination. Otherwise, they would have to enter the dark coal mine and could not return to the ground until they died.

As soon as he entered the capital of Wushuhai City, Tang Wufeng immediately knelt down on the ground, walked a few steps on his knees, and wailed: "Mr. Zhao, show mercy. Most of the troops in the army are my tribe members. Please let our tribe members live a way out."

Zhang Cong was already limp on the ground. He had just relied on soldiers to hold him hostage before walking. At this time, the soldier relaxed his hand and he collapsed on the ground and gasped. Zhao Xing looked at Chengdu Mansion and ignored Tang Wufeng's begging. He muttered curiously: "How could Zhang have arrived at Wushuhai? Could this be Hei Shui City?"

After a while, Zhao Xing asked Zhang Cong: "Is your diary kiln still there? I got a lot of kiln workers from you, is your diary still open?"

"Here, here!" Zhang Cong seemed to find a life-saving straw. He raised his hands and made a dedication: "I am willing to give out all my property, including my kiln workers. I only ask the Taiwei to let me go. I am willing to lead my tribe to live in Tokyo Bianliang and enjoy the rest of my life. Taiwei, please let my tribe go."

Zhao Xing nodded: "You are traitors of the Song Dynasty. The power to deal with you is not with me. I will naturally send you to the capital. However, the current situation in the Song Dynasty is different. I cannot tolerate a person who betrays the Song Dynasty and harms the interests of the Song Dynasty without trial. We can continue to be free in the capital. We cannot set a bad precedent for future generations, so that future generations hope to gain benefits from betraying the country. Therefore, after you return to the capital, you will be subject to a trial. I will make the decision to make the court ministers decide to go."

After saying this, Zhang Cong slowed down because Zhang Wu's example was the first, and he did not think that the trial of the Song Dynasty would kill him. After all, he was also a surrender. Tang Wufeng was still kowtowing. Zhao Xing turned to him and whispered: "Send your guards to the military camp and pick out your tribe members. They can be spared, but others cannot."

In fact, Tang Wufeng sent a local servant to step out of Chengdu Prefecture, and the massacre had begun. The Song army entering the city had divided their respective areas very professionally and began to drive away the people in various blocks in an orderly manner to identify the Song people and the Dangxiang people. Among them, the identified Dangxiang people did not get a moment of breathing. They were directly killed by random knives, and the Dangxiang people who tried to escape were shot.

Scattered gunfire sounded in the city, and Tang Wufeng's face became ugly. At the same time, shouts on the street were heard one after another. I carefully identified it, it seemed that the Song soldiers were shouting: "Sit down, don't run around!"

"Sit down by the Song people", this sentence was like a reassurance. It immediately won the hearts of those who surrendered. After the shouts rang one after another, the streets were already silent, with only scattered and faint sounds of swords and swords.

After a moment, a louder shout rang out-"Kill them!"

Yuan Yeping heard the shout and raised his foot to leave. Lu Qiuguan used his eyes to signal the guards to draw out muskets and be alert. The bard Buffett changed his face a little. The Tatar girl pulled out her waist knife at Lu and waved her hard in the air a few times, looking like she was sleepy and encountered a pillow. Tang Wufeng's face was bad, because once the rebellion occurred, under the indiscriminate suppression of the Song army, there might be only a few of his tribe left.

Zhao Xing waved his hand disapprovingly: "What a panic, this is just a traitor effect."

There was no word "traitor" in the Song Dynasty. But everyone understands the meaning of this word. Lu Qiuguan listened to the movements outside on his face and asked in disbelief: "What did the Taiwei just said?"

Zhao Xing explained lightly: "The so-called traitor benefit is that those who surrender to the enemy at the fortitude will treat those determined resisters more cruelly to cover up or reduce their sense of shame."

Yuan Yeping nodded slightly: "Maybe it makes sense, the people shouting on the street are all Song Yu."

That's right, in order to prove that they were Song people and to prove that they were incompatible with the Dangxiang people, the people immediately rushed to their comrades five minutes ago. The Song army did not send them weapons, so they used their teeth and fists to deal with them. After the beating, they felt that they were not satisfied, so the arson began.

The fire burned for a day, and the city of Wuzhihai was already ruined in a hundred years. Fortunately, the Song army defended some important areas, so the fire was deliberately controlled in a few specially designated areas, most of which were the so-called noble areas where the Dangxiang nobles lived in the past.

It was dawn, and Tang Wufeng returned from the barracks with a sad face. When the riots first broke out last night, he rushed to his barracks under the protection of the Song army to appease his tribe. At dawn, he took stock of the losses. Tang Wufeng found that he had only less than two thousand cavalry left. But even so, the Song army refused to give up. They announced that they would punish the Xixia soldiers in the area where the Song people had massacred. Therefore, countless soldiers were selected to identify them, and even Tang Wufeng's subordinates were not spared. When the selection began, Tang Wufeng was taken back to the Chen Mansion in Wushuhai City.

Buffett's mastery of Song Yu was not perfect. If the Song people spoke slowly, he could understand a rough idea. However, most of the shouts that were hoarse last night were not understood. At dawn, he felt that the Song army had completely controlled the situation in the city. Buffett, under the protection of several guards, planned to go out to the street to take a look. At the door of the Chen clan mansion, he and Tang Wufeng were intertwined and greeted Tang Wufeng kindly.

"How many tribe members do you recommend?" When you saw Tang Wufeng, Zhao Xing said, "From today, this is my Great Song Heishan Military Office. This is Zhou Yong, the appeasement envoy of the Quan Heishan Military Office. Next to it is the judge of the Heishan Military Office, the Criminal Prison, and the officials of the Changping Office. The latter three are all civil servants. You recommend a few people to assist them. Afterwards, I allow your tribe members to hold two of them."

After a moment of stopping, Zhao Xing added calmly: "Your army is all about to follow me, we will start boarding the ship now."

Tang Wufeng nodded silently. He looked around and found that Zhang Cong could no longer be found. He thought that the latter was in a bad situation, but he did not dare to ask too much, so he bowed and stood up to say goodbye - this time, no Song soldiers monitored him.

When Tang Wufeng walked out of the Chen family mansion, he found that the Song army was giving away their own military uniforms to the seekers. The fiery red tops were draped on the former Xixia people, which looked a little funny. Most people were still polite with the Dangxiang people's hairstyles on their heads, and some people disrupted their hairstyles and draped their hair in order to cover up.

A Song Bing, who looked like an officer, stood among the crowd and shouted: "From today, you are the wing army of the Song Dynasty's Black Water Army Division. You can understand Song language and write Song characters. I think you have a lot of blood from the Song people on your body. It is not surprising that there are no less than one million women who have been looted to the Western Xia in the Song Dynasty for many years. It is not surprising that there are Song people in your blood.

Pray, thank you for the Song people in your blood. You are therefore identified as Song people. Now we have sent you the uniforms to make you a member of my Song army... I won’t say much about anything else. Our general promised that the land under his feet will be ruled by the Song people in Hei Shui City. This is your land, use your hands to defend it, this is what you need to do."

In the Chen family mansion, Zhao Xing turned his face and ordered Zhou Yong, "I can only leave you fifty people, and you can fill the rest with the people from Heishui City. The whole people of Xixia are soldiers, and the people of Heishui City are soldiers, both men and women are soldiers, and all living people are organized into the wing army. Your duty is to persevere and wait for the people sent by the court to take over you."

Zhou Yong looked at the three officers around him. These three officers were staff officers and now stayed as civil servants to assist him in managing Heishui City. Zhou Yong pondered for a moment and asked: "Entertainment Father, is my duty to guard against the people of Xixia or Liao?"

"Not all, Wuzuhai City is located in the Hetao area. This area has thousands of fertile land, countless farmlands, and countless farmer farmer. In addition to the Dangxiang nobles, those who farm in the fields and those who grazed on the grassland are all Xixia slaves who came to the land of the Song Dynasty. Your task is to find them one by one, and then organize them to hoard food, and hoard weapons, and wait for the news I give you."

Zhou Yong nodded: "Don't worry, adoptive father..."

At this moment, Buffett rushed in and he shouted: "Marcedess, I saw the massacre, a naked massacre, the city was full of blood, and broken walls everywhere. Marshal, hasn't this city surrendered? Why..."

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Xing interrupted Buffett impatiently and asked back: "Do you want to hear a formal reason or a real reason?"

Buffett was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is the official reason?"

"The formal reason is that a mutiny occurred in Wushuhai City that night. In order to calm the mutiny, I could only search for spies in the city - the bodies you see are all stubborn spies."

Buffett shook his head: "Mr. Marshal, my intelligence is not so slow yet. Please don't use such a bad excuse to deal with me."

Zhao Xing nodded: "The real reason is: my army is a lonely army. I went deep into the rear of the Xixia people, with hostile eyes everywhere. There is no Xinyi in the dictionary of the Xixia people. I cannot let such an army be in the rear of our land. Even if they surrender, I will still be able to identify it, leaving only those I feel at ease to take charge of them."

Buffett retorted: "Marson Marshal, after accepting the surrender, you carried out an indiscriminate massacre. Do you think people will still trust you?"

Buffett just finished speaking, Song Jun's propaganda came faintly from the street: "You have been away from your motherland for a long time, and you may have forgotten your hometown accent. Now let me teach you a song and sing with me: 'In the six-heritage, the emperor's land...'"

Zhao Xing pointed out the door and asked with a smile: "Do you think that a person who sang such a war song still has the intention to betray me?"

Buffett is a bard, and he naturally knows the power of poetry. He listened to the desolate and heavy songs on the streets. He sighed: "Marson Marshal, although I don't understand the lyrics, I can hear that this song has a strong sense of desolation and anger. I don't know if singing this song can make people give up betrayal. Those who have sang this song have no other choice."

Zhao Xing nodded: "Yes, this is a marching song. The purpose of singing this song is to make the whole team and move forward in line with the rhythm of the music. These recruits will begin to be responsible for the patrol missions throughout the city. The Dangxiang people who have seen them standing in the team and singing will never accept them anymore. In order to survive, they can only continue to sing this song well, which is their only choice."

In fact, there are also pastors below. The Nestorian pastors who accompanied the army will come forward to heal psychological trauma for the surrendered soldiers and also treat their family's diseases. The policy issued by Zhao Xing will allow these surrendered people to have special interests, and in order to safeguard their special interests, they will have to fight to the death.

At noon, the Song army, who had been resting in their youth, continued to set off. Tang Wufeng, who had boarded the boat, found Zhang Cong and his family in the cabin, and he and Zhang Cong were speechless. Only then did the two regret their surrender, but unfortunately everything was too late.

Lu Qiuguan came over to deliver lunch to the two of them. He smiled and held a kerosene stove in his left hand and a large cloth bag of canned food in his right hand. The cans were all contained in glass bottles. As his footsteps made a jingle sound, Lu Qiuguan put down everything in his hands and said with a smile: "You two can't fiddle with this kind of stove, right? The soldiers will come to help you do it later. Don't worry, your subordinates have all distributed food... We will spend the night on the boat today and get off at Hue Fort tomorrow."

Zhang Cong narrowed his eyes and looked at the chubby Luqiuguan. He hesitated for a moment and mustered up the courage to ask: "My sir, have we seen this before?"

Lu Qiuguan nodded: "I have seen each other from afar."

Zhang Cong's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Drinking Kunke, you are the guest who fished Kun back and forth on the river two years ago. Why did the lord join the State of Song?"

Lu Qiuguan nodded with a smile: "Xiaguan was originally an officer of the Song Dynasty. He fished Kun back and forth on the river, but in fact he was to survey the water level of the river."

Zhang Cong sighed: "When the king heard your news, he sent someone to search for it, but unfortunately he had no news. It turned out... Then, the countless guests who imitated fishing Kun appeared on the river later were also officers of the State of Song?"

Lu Qiuguan replied with a smile: "Some are yes, some are not, but some people who imitate us have also covered our actions."

Zhang Cong carefully tempted: "The army of the Celestial Empire came from the east, and our Xixia and Liao Kingdom have always had a good relationship. Since the Song army has traveled through the Liao territory, I don't know where the Khitans are? Didn't I see the Khitans appear yesterday?"

Lu Qiu turned his eyes and raised his face and replied: "We did not come from Liao territory, we came through the Mu Usu Desert!"
Chapter completed!