Li Chengzhen's roar in the palace soon turned into the most brutal westward migration of Western Xia. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Move west?" After hearing the order issued by the palace, Dao Chong got up suddenly, his expression was gloomy, and he immediately walked to the map of the study, pulled it away, looked at the west and said fiercely: "Move west, take advantage of the great battle in the Western Regions River in the Western Liao, march westward, occupy Qiuci and Gaochang and other places, take all the 36 countries of the Western Regions as their own, and then repair the Yumen Pass, turn Guazhou into a buffer zone with the Great Song Dynasty, and even give up the sandbar if necessary, lengthen the distance with the Great Song Dynasty, so that those tribes who want to betray will not be able to contact the Great Song Dynasty!" The lord of the kingdom has grown up, the lord of the kingdom has grown up!"

When he screamed repeatedly, his two sons were alarmed, and they immediately knocked on the door and came in, not knowing what had happened to their father.

"Father, what happened?" asked the eldest son with a strange expression, his father had always been extremely calm, but now he was as crazy as a child.

"A big event, a major event about the life and death of my Xixia, the two of you are working in the Ministry of War and the other in the Ministry of Industry, and from today onwards, you will immediately prepare to move west!"

Dao Chong looked at his two sons and said with a cold face.

"Moving west, moving west, haven't we just stabilized, and if we keep moving west, those tribes will definitely oppose it?"

"Oppose? Then move hard! Kill those who oppose it!"

Dao Chong's voice was cold and terrifying, which made the faces of the two sons also change: "Father, you have always ruled the country with benevolence and virtue, why!"

There were no words halfway through these words, but he said coldly: "The Great Song Dynasty wants to disintegrate our Western Xia from the root, we can't wait any longer, we must go, if we go to the Western Regions, we can narrow the distance between us and the Great Song Dynasty, so that all the tribes can only reunite in my Great Xia, facing the dangerous place of the Western Regions, no one can rebel, even if they want to rebel, it is enough for us to kill them!"

"But father, the Western Liao army in the Western Regions is strong, and it has already threatened the Qarakhanid Dynasty, the Seljuk Empire is already strong, and I heard that there has been another Fire Luo Empire recently, and the strength is even more terrifying!"

Hearing this, Dao Chong waved his hand to interrupt their words, stared at the map, and said coldly: "The land of the Western Regions is just a group of wolves, even if Xiliao is just a hungry tiger, I have been afraid of these tiger wolves, but the Great Song Dynasty has become an invincible dragon, we still have a chance in the face of the tiger wolf, and we can even kill it, but in the face of a true dragon that travels for nine days, we can only choose to surrender!"

He turned to his two sons and said, "Prepare the carriage, I will go to meet Meile Dufu, prepare the soldiers and horses, if anyone is unwilling to migrate, kill the tribal leader, collect the wealth and goods to enrich the treasury! ”

Dao Chong's words were extremely cold, and when he, an old minister who was known for his benevolence in both Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty, showed his fierce color, the generals of the entire Western Xia showed their fangs and minions.

When the decision to move westward was issued, the whole country of Western Xia was shaken, countless tribes were ready to move, and countless courtiers representing the interests of the tribe continued to play against the complete westward migration.

In order to ensure that those small tribes are not shaken, this westward migration is also known as the national westward expedition, recruiting young and strong people from major tribes to enlist in the army, Meile Dufu personally ordered 30,000 tribes and tribes to recruit soldiers, and Ji Rasi personally commanded the army of iron harriers to sit in the center, once a tribe expressed unwillingness, it was a large army to conscript.

This change in Western Xia was extremely swift and bloody, Meile Dufu even wiped out three small tribes in one day, slaughtered 20,000 people, many tribes aroused resistance, but they could not defeat the elite army of Western Xia, some tribes wanted to flee to the Great Song Dynasty, but they were killed when they fled halfway, and only a few small tribes fled to Western Chu or Keree.

When the Song court got the news, the Western Xia had already recruited enough troops, nearly 500,000 troops gathered on the sandbank, but more than half of them were young and strong, and there were even underage children, and these armies were carrying hundreds of thousands of old and weak people and many tribes to start a bloody westward migration.

At the beginning of the westward migration, countless tribes and tribes wanted to escape, and many were reluctant to enter the Western Regions, but as long as they escaped, it was a bloody pursuit.

In addition, because of the hasty westward migration, there was not enough food and logistics facilities, and a large number of old and weak people were left on the road every day, almost every inch of the road, and there were weeping and shaking the sky along the way.

At the edge of the westward migration, a group of armored guards stopped in the carriage, and the carriage looked at the situation along the way, and with trembling hands, the curtain of the carriage was covered, and a mouthful of blood was spat out.

"Father, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

The eldest son of Dao Chong looked shocked, and immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Call the doctor, call the doctor!"

Daochong waved his hand weakly, raised his head and closed his eyes gently, two lines of candle tears remained, and he whispered in his mouth: "The old man is guilty, the old man is guilty, the old man is ashamed of the people!"

Dao Chong muttered in his mouth, tears kept falling, trembling all over, but after a while, Dao Chong slowly waved his hand to his son and said, "Order everyone to speed up!"

Hearing his father's words, Dao Chong's son Hu Zha Qin looked shocked: "Father can't be fast, now the Xixia people can't wait to swallow the flesh and skin of my family, if it is faster again, more people and tribesmen will die on the way! Please think about my family for me!"

He was really scared, his father took this matter down in order to protect the lord of the country, and the Xixia people were full of resentment between heaven and earth, and they wanted to devour the Hu family, and now the Hu family needs the protection of the armor between walking.

Dao Chong looked at his son, and sighed long: "The family and the country are all over the world, the old man can only choose one, for the sake of the old man of Great Xia, this can only be done, when this matter is over, the old man will naturally die to thank the world, but now that I have migrated to Western Xia, the Great Song Dynasty should already know, the army of Western Chu and the Kereh Department, the elite of the Great Song Dynasty are coming like hungry wolves, they are going to devour my people of Great Xia, loot the goods, if we don't leave, after we go to the Western Regions, there will be no people available." Go and carry it out, and all the sins will be mine!"

As he said this, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, obviously his mind was greatly damaged.

At the back of the team, Ji Rasi, who was in charge of protection, watched the migration of countless tribal people, roaring in the sky, his voice full of helplessness and grief.