After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Western Xia (1038-1227) was a dynasty in Chinese history established by the Dangxiang people in northwestern China. They called themselves "Bangni Dingguo" or "Dabai Gaoguo". Because it was located in the northwest, it was called Western Xia.

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"How is it? How many people have you gathered?"

In a dilapidated house, a man in black was listening to his subordinates' reports.

"There are about a thousand people." The subordinate knelt on one knee and reported.

"Not enough. With this number of people, we can't defend Xingqing Prefecture for long."

"Any news from the palace?"

"No news, sir. The palace is under martial law and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"How did that happen?"

Illuminated by a ray of moonlight, the identity of the man in black stood out - Wei Ming Lang Yu.

Things have become increasingly difficult since he was summoned back to Beijing and asked to take charge of the defense of Xingqing Prefecture.

First of all, the army in the capital was basically controlled by the Liang family; secondly, the Song army advanced so quickly that it was at the gates of the city, and the Western Xia had no power to turn the tide.

Finally, regarding the issue of retreat, he sent people into the palace many times, hoping that Empress Dowager Liang and Emperor Li Bingchang would leave Xingqing Prefecture and go north to Dingzhou to rest.

At the same time, they were waiting for Li Moling's Black Mountain Army to come south to rescue them, but unfortunately there was no reply from the palace.

This completely uncontrollable situation made Wei Minglangyu feel depressed and dull.

Just as he and his men fell into silence, a burst of fighting sounded from the east and south gates, and then flames shot up into the sky and began to spread in Xingqing Mansion.

"What's going on?! Could it be that the Song army is attacking the city?!"

Wei Minglangyu guessed correctly. With the Liang family's surrender and acting as an insider, the gate of Xingqing Prefecture was easily opened from the inside.

Led by Guo Kui and others, the Song army launched a general attack based on the intelligence provided by the Liang family, quickly broke through the weak defense line, and poured into Xingqing Prefecture from the east and south gates at the same time.

“My Lord! This is bad!”

"The Song army has entered the city!"

One of his men came crawling in from outside the door, with many skin wounds all over his body.

"Impossible! Xingqing Prefecture has nearly 20,000 troops stationed there. How could they be easily broken through by the Song army?!"

Wei Ming Lang Yu had no idea how things turned out like this.

"Everyone outside is shouting...shouting that the city gate was opened by you, sir—!"

"So the defenders didn't even have time to react before they were opened from the inside—!"

"My lord, the capital is finished!"

The subordinate who reported the news was in a panic, and Wei Ming Langyu trembled, and then a light bulb went off in his head and he thought of something.

''puff--!"

"Liang Yimai! You bastard! It's you! It's you!"

Wei Ming Lang Yu finally realized who was behind all this. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the corridor.

"grown ups--!"

"What should we do?!" the subordinate who reported the news asked the person who was in charge of intelligence.

"Let's go, take the adults out of Xingqing Prefecture and head north to find General Li Moling."

"As long as we have General Li Moling's 50,000 Black Mountain Army and your royal status, there might be a turning point!"

Hearing this, the messenger nodded vigorously, and the two of them carried Wei Ming Langyu and were about to slip away.

As soon as they left the house, groups of chaotic soldiers came from all directions, with the Song army chasing them behind them.

After many twists and turns, the three of them finally arrived near the north gate, only to find that the entire Xingqing Prefecture was in chaos, and the Western Xia army had become completely disoriented.

And when these Western Xia troops saw that the situation was hopeless, they all had other ideas.

They kicked open the doors of people's houses on the street, entered their homes and started to rob all kinds of money.

This scene happened to be seen by Wei Ming Langyu who had just woken up. He wanted to stop it but was powerless.

Crazy! Everybody is crazy!

The next second, a group of Xixia rebels saw Wei Minglangyu and his two companions, and immediately chased after them with long swords. After a few strikes, the three were beheaded.

The three men never thought that they would die at the hands of their own rebel army.

Soon, the noise in the city died down with the first ray of light in the sky.

The Song army completely invaded Xingqing Prefecture and occupied the capital of Western Xia.

Wei Minglangyu was killed in the chaos, and the Xixia royal family and many court officials and nobles were captured.

At this point, the Western Xia, which had existed for only 1038 years since Li Yuanhao established the reign and proclaimed himself emperor in the first year of Baoyuan in the Song Dynasty (), was declared extinct, and the land from Xingqing Prefecture to Yingli became part of the territory of the Song Dynasty.

On May 15, the second year of Xining in the Song Dynasty, fifteen days after the fall of Western Xia, the news reached the city of Bianjing.

Upon receiving the good news, Emperor Shenzong and his court officials were silent for a long time, and then became completely excited. The sounds of discussion and disbelief continued in the court for a long time.

Everyone was like crazy, constantly asking their colleagues: "Is Xixia really gone? Have we completely recaptured Yongliang?!"

The young court officials laughed and hugged each other, their faces flushed with excitement.

A group of old ministers and senior officials from the central government gathered together, looking at the victory report in Zeng Mingzhong's hand, and constantly stroking their white beards.

As a result, a lot of beards were pulled out as their arms trembled, but they didn't care at all. They just kept breathing heavily and looking at the information above.

As for Emperor Shenzong who was sitting at the top, he lay sideways on the armrest of the dragon throne, his body trembling and his teeth clenched tightly.

His face was tense, his hands pressed tightly against the armrests of the dragon throne, his mind filled with thoughts like: The Song Dynasty has won, the Song Dynasty has finally conquered Western Xia!!!

The entire court instantly turned into a vegetable market, and no one cared about their own image or the court etiquette.

Some of them shed tears, some laughed, and some stood there frozen. All kinds of human emotions were present here.

"His Majesty--!"

Zeng Mingzhong knelt on the ground with trembling knees, raised his hands high and shouted the victory news.

Everyone was startled, and then looked at the prime minister without saying a word.

"Since your majesty ascended the throne, you have governed with great virtue, bringing peace and prosperity to the country, and ensuring the well-being of the people."

"His imperial grace is immense and benefits all living things. All the subjects in the world are grateful for the emperor's kindness."

"This destruction of Xia is a result of Heaven's appreciation of Your Majesty's great blessings and wisdom, which has specially sent a saint to the world to establish the foundation of the Great Song Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty truly embodies the unity of inner sageliness and outer kingship, and is the wise ruler who will bring about the revival of our dynasty."

"May Your Majesty and the Great Song Dynasty...Long Live!"

Zeng Mingzhong's speech, followed by his kowtow, made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Then everyone knelt down in a large group: "May Your Majesty and the Great Song Dynasty..."

"Long live, long live, long live—!"

"Long live, long live, long live—!"

"Long live, long live, long live—!"

"..."

Starting from the imperial palace, this sentence continued to spread, out of the imperial city, out of the city of Bianjing, and to all corners of the world!

All the common people and subjects who saw this good report and news faced the capital, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting "Long live the emperor!"

The great era of prosperity, later known as the "Reign of Xining," finally began with the historical event of the destruction of the Western Xia Kingdom.

At this moment, the direction of Song Dynasty history was completely out of control in the long river of time, and he began his revelry journey and unknown future.

Everyone and everything in this time and space began to have a different future.