Chapter 13: The Western Xia Shixia Fear (Part 1)

Xingqing Mansion, the Imperial Palace, and Li Bingchang was planning a matter with a group of ministers. When it comes to joy, everyone had smiles on their faces.

"Your Majesty, this time Daxia sent troops to Shanzhou, and gained a lot of money. Not only did he get a lot of gold, silver and wealth, he also took down the land of five cities. With these five cities in hand, Daxia can enter Guanzhong."

"It's a pity that Li Zongbao, Liang Xi and others did not restrain the three armies, which led to the five cities of Anding to ruins, which is really a pity."

"Yes! If you want to seize Guanzhong, you cannot leave a bad reputation, you must have a good reputation. Once the matter of reconciling the five cities occurs, the people in Guanzhong will inevitably hate Daxia, which will add obstacles to Daxia's entry into Guanzhong."

The Xixia Dynasty was quite clear about the massacre of the five cities of Anding. They realized the seriousness of the matter. Not only would this stimulate the bloodiness of the Han people, but it would also make Xixia famous and make it more difficult for them to enter Guanzhong.

Although Xixia sent troops to Shanzhou this time, and won five cities for the first time, they still knew that with Xixia's strength, it would still be difficult to successfully capture Guanzhong. Not to mention anything else, hundreds of thousands of Western soldiers alone would be enough for them to bear.

In addition, the massacre of the five cities of Anding was slaughtered by the people of Xixia and rose up to resist, and then the difficulties of Xixia would be greater.

"Okay! Don't say anything more!" Li Bingchang raised his brows, waved his hand, and said, "Li Zongbao, Liang Xi and others are unrestrained in the matter of reconciling the Five Cities and are not strict in order, so this tragedy occurred, which made Daxia hate the people of Shanzhou. It was not that they were unwilling to restrain the three armies, but that they could not restrain them. The warriors of Daxia grew up in high mountains and ridges, and it would be good to be able to walk out of the mountains in their lifetime, let alone suddenly seeing so much wealth, which was something they could not imagine, and they would not be able to do so."

The main component of the Western Xia is the Eight Tribes of Dangxiang, which is actually the Qiang tribe. The Qiang tribe grows in the northwest mountains. Few people can walk out of the mountains. When they first see the richness of Shaanxi, it is a world of flowers and paradise. Who can not be dazzled? Who can not be moved?

In this case, even if Li Yuanhao is resurrected, he may not be able to restrain the three armies. Li Bingchang sighed and said, "If this matter is not resolved, it will be difficult for Daxia to obtain Guanzhong. If Daxia wants Daxia to successfully own Guanzhong, the first priority is to make the warriors of Daxia rich and have the wealth they want to have. Only in this way can Daxia maintain high morale and maintain a stable military morale. As for the life and death of the Song people in Guanzhong, there are two ways: one is to make cattle and horses for Daxia, and the other is to die. Those who are unwilling to make cattle and horses for Daxia, what is the benefit of letting them die!"

His words were calm and without any emotional fluctuations, but there was endless murderous intent in his words. The meaning was that the Xixia army must first have endless wealth. As for how to own it, it was to grab it. After snatching it, the life and death of the people in Guanzhong were not considered by him. He only needed the Xixia army to be highly morale and have a stable morale.

As you can imagine, with this order, the Xixia army will be lawless, burning, killing, looting and plundering will become a trend, and the people of Shaanxi and Guanzhong will live in dire straits and storms. The difficulties of life will be even better than those of the people of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

Of course, the ministers of Xixia heard another advantage, that is, they could do whatever they want, and the rich Guanzhong would be their paradise and their paradise, and they were all overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, how long will we enter Guanzhong?"

"Guanzhong, the eight-li Qinchuan, a rich place, and wealth piled up like mountains..."

The ministers became more and more happy the more they spoke. Beautiful little stars appeared in their eyes, and they wanted to kill to Guanzhong immediately.

"It's almost!" Li Bingchang was full of confidence, clenched his fist with his right hand, shook it hard, and said, "After Li Zongbao, Liang Xi and the others marched into Guanzhong, I will lead the imperial army and go straight to Guanzhong! Haha!"

After entering Guanzhong, Xixia will have a wonderful future. The wealth and wealth will increase by dozens of times compared to the present, and the public will increase by dozens of times. Furthermore, Guanzhong is regarded as the "faith place" where the king's career can be achieved. With Guanzhong, you have the qualifications to dominate the world and compete with the Song Dynasty for the world. There are many benefits, which are unimaginable.

The more Li Bingchang thought about it, the happier he became, the more he was flushed, and he opened his mouth to laugh: "Haha! The only drawback is that Yelu Hongji was defeated too quickly!"

"Yes! If Yelu Hongji was undefeated so quickly and had fought with Emperor Song for several years, the benefits would be even more for Daxia."

"When the Song army defeated Yelu Hongji and captured the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, will it march towards Daxia from the east?"

"If the Song army attacked Daxia from the east, the consequences would be unimaginable. Back then, Huo Qubing attacked Hexi twice, defeated the 240,000 Huns army, and captured Hexi in one fell swoop."

Listening to the comments of the ministers, Li Bingchang waved his hand and said, "It's okay! Although Emperor Song took back the land of Yanyun, the Song army must be tired and unsustainable. You must know that the Song army was a big move, and it was ice and snow. It was fighting in the snow and ice, not the director of the Song army. Until now, more than a month has passed, and they must be very tired. If it was exactly what I expected, the Song army would definitely rest in the land of Yanyun, wait until the fatigue was relieved, and then march towards Daxia."

Fighting in the snow and ice was the specialty of the Khitans, not the Song army was good at it. It was the coldest season of the year. The Song army was in good condition. Although they fought well, the price they paid was definitely not small. Not to mention anything else, the fatigue alone was enough for the Song army.

Li Bingchang was a smart man, well-versed in military affairs, and he was right at the point. However, what he never expected was that the Song army had launched an attack on Xixia despite its fatigue.

"You are afraid and uneasy when you mention Huo Qubing's attack on the Hexi Corridor. That's why you know the truth but don't know the reason!" Li Bingchang became more and more happy, and his voice turned higher, saying: "In the Han Dynasty, the Huns occupied Hexi, without cities, only tents, which was convenient for Huo Qubing's cavalry to rush to kill, so that they could defeat the 240,000 Huns army. At present, Daxia has many strong cities in Hexi, including the left-wing Shenwang Army, Xiazhou, and Xingqing Prefecture, which one is not a strong city? Even if Huo Qubing resurrected, he would not be able to do anything to Daxia. If the Song army came from the east, it would inevitably be frustrated under the Daxia City. I only need to send a small number of troops to resist the east, and the remaining troops entered Guanzhong. Isn't that beautiful?"

"Haha!" Li Bingchang could no longer suppress his joy, and looked up at the sky, laughing loudly, and was extremely proud.

"Haha!" The ministers' eyes were filled with wonderful little stars, laughing with Li Bingchang.

For a moment, the laughter was shaking the sky-high sound, which made the brackets on the beams tremble.

"Report to the Emperor, the Song army captured the Zuoxiang Shenhuan Army!"

Just as the monarch and ministers were excited, a eunuch rushed in, holding a piece of cloth in his hand and holding a box, with a look of fear on his face.

"Haha!" Li Bingchang didn't care, waved his hand easily, and smiled: "Song Army captured the Zuoxiang Shenhua Army? Which fool who is not brainy dares to spread rumors like this?"

"The Zuoxiang Shenhuan Army Division is the city of Daxia. Even the elite Khitans are helpless. No matter how powerful the Song army can fight, how can they be able to fight the city?"

"If you want to lie, you have to find a good deal! You are so stupid! You are a pig!"

The ministers then shouted, shouting like thunder, and yelling like a eunuch like a dog. If Li Bingchang hadn't been right in front of him, they would have beaten this stupid pig who was not very smart!

"Come on! Pull it out and chop it!" Li Bingchang narrowed his eyes, murderous intent, and said coldly: "You have to find a good excuse to lie! Be smart in the next life!"

"Emperor, Your Majesty, this is true!" The eunuch became anxious when he heard this. Li Bingchang really had murderous intentions and could not help but be afraid. He knelt down with a loud bang and said anxiously: "Emperor, this is the blood letter sent by Wu Ji! This is Li Zhong's head. Can this be fake?"

In a hurry, the eunuch hurriedly put the cloth and box in his hand. Only these two things could save his life.

"Wu Ji's blood letter? Li Zhong's head?" Li Bingchang was stunned, and then a shocking laugh broke out: "Haha! Haha! This lie is very funny, very funny! I'm laughing to death! I'm laughing to death!" He covered his chest with his hands, laughing so hard that he couldn't get enough of the cloth and box at all.

"Haha!" The ministers also listened to jokes. For them, this was a fantasy and impossible.

"Walk!"

The two guards stepped forward and caught the eunuch and were about to drag it out.

The eunuch suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Master, why are you so confused? Listen to the truth as a lie! Look, is this Li Zhong's head?"

In desperation, he ignored it and opened the box and turned it over. A head rolled down, glared at him, his mouth opened and closed, and his face looked unwilling. Who else could it be if it were Li Zhong?

"Li Zhong?"

Li Zhong is a royal family and a general who guards the left wing's Divine Army. Who can't know it in the court? No one will admit his mistake. When he saw his head for a moment, Li Bingchang screamed with the ministers, with a look of shock on his face. The smiles on their faces disappeared. They all stared at Li Zhong's head and looked at Li Zhong's head and turned into petrification. If it weren't for the sharp ups and downs of his chest, he would have treated them as statues.

The guard was also shocked and stopped dragging the eunuch out. The eunuch's life was finally saved, and he hurriedly reminded: "Emperor, Wu Ji sent a handwritten letter."

"Wu Ji's handwritten book?" This time, Li Bingchang no longer said it as a joke, but stretched out his right hand and snatched it over, spreading it out in a few seconds. After a sweep, his face changed color and his eyes were almost falling off.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Li Bingchang took back ten steps in a row, and finally stabilized his body, his body trembled, and said stammeringly: "This, this, this..."

As soon as he loosened his hand, the blood book in his hand fell to the ground and spread out. The ministers stretched their necks and opened their eyes wide. They followed Li Bingchang's footsteps and kept retreating, with no blood on their faces.
Chapter completed!