Chapter 33: The Battle to Destroy Western Xia (Five)

The corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed into a river under Xingqing Prefecture City. A blood lake with a radius of dozens of miles appeared. The erupted red light enveloped dozens of miles of miles. It was shocking to see it.

Li Bingchang stood on the top of the city and looked at the scene under the city. His eyes were full of horror, his face was paler than white paper, his whole body was trembling, his body was shaking, and he might fall at any time.

"Gugu!Gugu!"

His mouth was so wide that he wanted to scream and vent his anger, but he opened his mouth several times and did not scream. Only the strange sound in his throat pointed at the city with his right hand, like a stone sculpture.

"ah!"

After a long time, Li Bingchang finally howled, and a heart-wrenching roar came out. The two lines of tears flowed, covering their faces with their hands, and cried: "Wuwu! Li Zongbao, Liang Xi, why don't you two executioners restrain the three armies and slaughter all the five cities of Anding? Wu Ji is revenge! Revenge!"

At this moment, Li Bingchang finally personally experienced the grief of his subjects slaughtered all the slaughter. He understood that it was all because of the matter of stabilizing the five cities that angered the Song army and wanted to take revenge, so he carried out such a bloody massacre.

"Woooooo!"

The ministers of Xixia followed Li Bingchang and cried. They were frightened, their faces were pale, and their bodies were trembling. They no longer had the pride of suppressing the Song army in the past.

Dong Wen bit his lips tightly. His lips had already been bitten by him, blood flowing, the corners of his eyes cracked, and pointed at the city, trembling and said in grief: "I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I mistakenly thought that the alliance with the Western Xia army could withstand the attack of the Song army and protect the Great Tubo, but I didn't expect that I would lead the Great Tubo to destruction!"

At this moment, he was extremely awake. He got on the pirate ship and shouldn't have joined forces with the Xixia army, but it was too late to regret it!

The Song Dynasty was quite generous to Tubo and rewarded a lot of money. Otherwise, Tubo's life would be even more difficult over the years. Of course, the Song Dynasty was supporting Tubo and fighting against Xixia. If Xixia was gone, Tubo would lose its value and would sooner or later attack Tubo.

Even so, if Dong Wen did not join forces with the Western Xia, Tubo would not have suffered such a heavy blow, and his position as Zampo would not have been lost, but would have cut off some of his power and killed them all. Tubo would still have a good life.

Now, he and the Xixia alliance have achieved such a result. Tubo suffered heavy casualties. If he could never have been there, Dong Wen would never have been on Li Bingchang's pirate ship again.

"Xixia dogs, you are not humans! You are animals! You are guilty in the five cities of Standing, which has caused so many deaths and injuries among our great Tubo!"

Some Tubo ministers were so angry that they began to curse.

Everyone understood the reason why Wu Ji was so cruel was to avenge the five cities and to revenge on Xixia, and to bring Tubo with him.

This is pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, which is unbearable, but the emperor and ministers of Xixia were silent and they were speechless.

Under the city, Li Zongbao, Liang Xi and Dong Zhao were covered in blood. The corners of their eyes were cracked, blood flowed out, and their faces were pale. Hundreds of thousands of old and weak died under the butcher's knife because of their orders. As the executors of this incident, the grief and anger in their hearts were far beyond the description of their pen.

"You, you, are you, you are both you two executioners!" Dong Zhao suddenly yelled at Li Zongbao and Liang Xi, his fists clattered, and he kept shaking in front of them. He really wanted to hit the bridge of their noses: "If you hadn't done anything wrong in Anding Five Cities, even the old and the weak would not let go, our elders and elders of the Great Tubo would not have died! Helping you executioners is the most misfortune of our Great Tubo!"

"I, I, I...ah!"

Li Zongbao and Liang Xi wanted to argue a few words, but they had no way to start, so they could only sigh.

Unlike the mutual accusations between Xixia and Tubo, which were shocked, the Song army was full of morale and fighting spirit, and they all shouted: "Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The roar of "Long Live the Song Dynasty" reached the sky, shaking the nine heavens, and the earth was trembling.

Li Bingchang, Dong Wen, Li Zongbao, Liang Xi, Dong Zhao and others heard it in their ears, as if they heard the death-seeking sound from the Jiuyou Underworld. They knew that the last moment had come.

As they thought, at this time, Wu Ji rode a war horse, held up the sword of the enemy, galloped in front of the Song army, splashing large pieces of blood, and shouted: "Brothers: Look at the land under your feet, it has turned red! Stain the blood of the Xixia dog red! This is not enough! The blood of the Xixia dog has not dried yet! For hundreds of years, the Xixia dog has slaughtered many people in the Song Dynasty! How many brothers and sisters, and the villagers died in their hands! The time for blood debts to be paid back! We are going to pay back the blood debt!"

"Take a repayment of blood debt!"

The eyes of Song Jun shone with hatred, looking at the exhausted Xixia and Tubo elites, as if they were looking at the dead!

Since the Western Xia caused disaster to the northwest, the Song Dynasty killed no less than one million people. This was an astonishing blood debt, and the Song Dynasty was unable to repay it! Today, the Song Dynasty was finally able to recover the blood debt! Although it had killed hundreds of thousands of old and weak, it was far from enough.

"These Xixia dogs are iron kites! They are the elites of Xixia! They participated in the Battle of Shanzhou! They slaughtered the five cities of Anding!" Wu Ji's sword in his hand pointed at the iron kites and the elites of Xixia who gathered under the city. The tone was higher and sharp: "They are executioners! They turned the five cities of Anding into ruins! Brothers, raise the swords in your hands, cut off the heads of the Xixia dogs, and pay tribute to the spirits of the heavens who are still alive!"

"Cut off the head of Xixia dog!"

"Commemorate the Spirits in Heaven who stabilize the elders!"

The Song army once again burst into shocking roars, and the flames of hatred erupted, and they were willing to fight against the Xixia Dog.

The current Iron Harrier and the elite of Xixia are the real murderers and the targets of the Song army's revenge. The old and weak are just taking them. They dream of getting rich and came to participate in this battle, but they lost their lives and were just retribution.

For the Song army, the old and weak are insignificant. Tie Yaozi and the elite Xixia were their targets. Only these murderers were left. The Song army was full of passion and wanted to kill them all to avenge the elders and villagers in the Five Cities!

"Avenge revenge!"

"Kill all the Xixia dogs!"

"No living!"

Under Wu Ji's leadership, the Song army soldiers burst out with roars that shook the sky, their eyes were red, like hungry wolf, and murderous intent. They looked at the iron kite and the elite Xixia, as if they were looking at lambs.

"Kill!" Wu Ji waved the sword in his hand, as if it was thunder and lightning flashed.

"Rumor!" Two hundred thousand Song troops lined up in neat battle formations and rushed up towards the elite coalition forces.

There is a sea of ​​people, surging, and it is even more powerful than the surging tide, which is even more shocking!

Wherever the horse's hooves were pedaling and where the footsteps were falling, a red wave was rising, and under the sunlight, it was extremely charming and weird.

"The old Qin will regain my world! I will never stop fighting if my blood does not flow dry!"

I don’t know who took the lead in singing the battle song of Anding Army.

"The old Qin will regain my world! I will never stop fighting if my blood does not flow dry!"

Two hundred thousand Song troops reconciled in unison, the battle songs were loud, resounding through the clouds and sky, shaking the sky, and the sky trembled!

"They are here! They are here!"

"They are here to seek their lives! They are here to seek their lives!"

The ministers of Xixia on the top of the city looked at the Song army rushing towards them like a storm, as if they saw countless demons, their eyes were full of horror, their bodies were trembling and shaking, and they couldn't stand steadily.

"Big!Big!"

There were constant sounds of falling. I don’t know how many Xixia ministers fell to the ground. They were all frightened and could not even speak.

"This is a life-seeking demon!"

Li Bingchang looked at him, covered his eyes with his hands, unable to bear to look at him anymore, and did not dare to look at him anymore.

The Song army was full of energy and was full of vitality, while the Xixia and Tubo coalition forces were exhausted and were already tired. They didn't need to fight in the next battle, and they knew the result.

It must be a massacre!

"It's over! It's over! Everything is over! Xixia is over! The Great Tubo is over!" Dong Zhen sat down weakly and closed his eyes in pain.

"This, this... we are so tired, but the Song army is a new force. How can we fight this battle?" Liang Xi looked at the Song army and then looked at the coalition forces of the two countries. The difference between the two countries was obvious, and they had no chance of winning at all.

"You have to fight if you don't fight!" Li Zongbao held back his fear and stammered: "It's over, and regret is useless. If I can do it again, I will restrain the three armies and not massacre the city. Even if I start a mutiny, I will be willing to do so! Alas, I was in peace that day, why can't I restrain the three armies in my life?"

"The Song army came for revenge. Even if we wanted to surrender, they would not accept it! They would definitely kill us!" Liang Xi also regretted that if he had known this, he would definitely not be allowed to massacre the city that day.

"You have blood feud with the Song army, and they will not accept your surrender. Our Great Tubo was originally a minister of the Song Dynasty. He accidentally got on your pirate ship. We repent and did not want to die with you. We are willing to be a minister of the Song Dynasty again!" Dong Zhao gritted his teeth and made up his mind to turn against him in front of the battlefield, redeem the merits and atone for the great Song Dynasty. He spoke very unhappily, as if he had always been the most loyal minister of the Song Dynasty.

"It's up to you! Now that things have come to this point, there is no room for recovery! You won't turn against each other, it's the same for us in Xixia!" Li Zongbao and Liang Xi did not stop him.

"Shi Wang, Shi Wang, we are warriors of the Great Tubo. We are willing to serve the Great Song Dynasty! Become a minister of the Great Song Dynasty!" Dong Zhaoce stepped forward, waved his hands, and shouted at the Song army rushing towards him at high speed.

"Wang Shi, we are warriors of the Great Tubo, and we are willing to serve the Great Song Dynasty! We are willing to be ministers of the Great Song Dynasty!" Although Dong Zhao's voice was loud, it would not attract attention in the rush of thousands of troops. In his helplessness, he asked the Tubo personal guards to shout in unison and convey his meaning to the Song army.

"The King's Army will definitely accept us! The King's Army will definitely accept us!" What the Tubo guards most want now is to throw themselves into the arms of the Song army and escape. They are full of hope and their eyes are full of enthusiasm. They look at the Song army, as if they see their ancestors, and they are close to each other.
Chapter completed!