The sky gradually dimmed, and the military camp outside Sizhou City was still silent. Patrols were patrolling and people were standing guard. However, when the last ray of sunlight disappeared under the horizon and the entire land fell into silence, Fang Qifu's Chinese army tent suddenly When it started to scratch, there were first faint screams and shouts drifting down the wind, and then little fires lit up, which were torches.

Viewed from the top of the city, the movement of those torches looks like a fire dragon.

At this time, Tian Yougong had lost the calmness and grace of the overlord of the party, and was panicked and embarrassed.

Faced with the huge gap in strength, there is no chance left for this overlord in central Guizhou.

After Fang Qifu appeased the Yang family in Bozhou, he led his troops to attack Sizhou City in one go.

Tian's last elite soldiers, only a few thousand strong, were trembling on the top of the city.

Many Jiaozhi soldiers were added to the Wubarian soldiers and horses under the city. Most of them were black, thin, strong, deft and fierce, and were born warriors who would never retreat in a fight to the death.

There is no shortage of such people among various tribes in central Guizhou.

But gathering hundreds of thousands of people is beyond what any tribe can do.

Especially among these hundreds of thousands of people, it is even more rare for them to cooperate tacitly and follow orders and prohibitions.

Fang Qifu was already an invincible general in the southwest. Yang Lin had hit the mark when he said that he would be invincible in this fight.

As long as the strength of the troops at hand is an advantage, and if the strength on paper can crush the opponent, Fang Qifu will never overturn.

The defenders at the top of the city were complaining endlessly. They didn't know why the enemy was fine during the day, but at night they went crazy and attacked the city.

Fortunately, Sizhou, as the Tian family's old base, was built very solidly. The surrounding cities and villages were conquered one by one, but this place remained standing.

Tian Yougong sent people to ask for surrender several times, but they were all rejected by Fang Qifu. This was not the last moment. If they surrendered, it would be difficult to deal with them. Otherwise, the Yang family of Banzhou, who had finally been comforted, would inevitably have doubts, and it was possible that Will rebel.

It is necessary to annihilate all the Tian family and exterminate the emperor of central Guizhou, in order to frighten all the chieftains here, and to ensure smooth transition in the future.

Tian Yougong held his hands on the city wall and yelled at his men for shooting arrows and throwing wood and rolling stones.

"Retreat! The Song Army retreats!"

Cheers resounded through the city tower, and the Song army was slowly retreating. The sword and shield hands held up their shields, guarding against arrows, and covering the soldiers behind as they evacuated from the city.

Many Tian soldiers and horses hugged each other and cried bitterly. They did not expect that such a fierce siege would be repelled by them.

Looks like I can have a good sleep tonight

Only Tian Yougong felt that something was wrong. Song Jun did not show any signs of fatigue just now. On the contrary, his own people on the tower could no longer hold on.

It's strange for these people to retire

Suddenly, his feet tilted and his hat covered his eyes. He felt that the world was spinning and the city wall was shaking.

In an instant, the roar of cannons rang out, and the Dingfeng tribe of the thirty-six Wuman tribes was best at digging holes.

They took advantage of the darkness and the cover of the Song army attacking the city to dig under the city and bury full of explosives.

Fires shot into the sky and thick smoke billowed in. Many Tian's defenders were choked to death.

A large gap was exposed on the city wall of Sizhou, which was more than ten feet long.

After Tian Yougong stood still, he wiped the dust from his face. Under the smoke and fire, only his teeth were still white.

"My Tian family is dead now."

After finishing speaking, Tian Yougong squatted on the tower and could no longer stand up.

When the smoke cleared, a golden drum sounded, and countless soldiers and horses rushed to the city gate.

Fang Qifu didn't look happy at all when he was in the Chinese army formation, his face was as dark as water and he was very calm.

Any celebration without complete victory is a crime.

"Deng Wu, Qingqi surrounded the city gates. Anyone who wants to leave the city tonight will be killed!"

The Tian family managed central Guizhou for five hundred years, devouring a lot of land and bringing more and more people under their rule.

In central Guizhou, he was undoubtedly powerful, but this kind of power was not worth mentioning in the Song Dynasty.

Even the entire territory of Guizhou was the most barren and sparsely populated region in the Song Dynasty.

The transportation here is inconvenient, the roads are blocked, and the economic development is slow.

The only advantage was that the terrain was difficult, and the local soldiers and horses were good at fighting in the mountains. However, the Song army who came to conquer were also the thirty-six Wuman tribes living in the mountains of Dali, and their advantage was gone.

The army entered Sizhou City and soon broke through the city gate, and Tian's troops began to flee in all directions.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the turmoil in the city gradually subsided. The Tian family's mansion occupied most of Sizhou's city and was now surrounded by water.

In a tunnel at the door, fallen leaves were piled up. Suddenly, a black man threw the javelin in his hand. After passing by, he pulled out the gun. There was a fat rat stuck in it, which seemed to be dead.

"Shuai Fang said not even a mouse can be let out, so keep an eye on it!"

On the main road outside the city gate, Fang Qifu led people slowly into the city.

There were soldiers and horses of the Song army on both sides, and the smell of blood in the city was strong. Fang Qifu didn't look sideways, holding the reins of his horses and advancing slowly.

Today is the first day of May in the fourth year of Xuanhe's reign in the Song Dynasty. One month and twenty days have passed since the day when the troops were launched.

The goal of quelling the rebellion in two months has been achieved, and the next step is to rectify central Guizhou.

This can be said to be the center of the chieftain system. The families and tribes that were made chieftains by Yang Shao are spread throughout central Guizhou, with the Tian family being the largest.

The rebellion has been put down, but the bloodshed and killings in the southwest have just begun.

The purpose this time is to change the country and return to justice. The end of the war does not mean the arrival of peace, and the following days will not be easy at all.

Fang Qifu knew that his mission was to turn the slaves who had lived for thousands of years on this vast mountainous land into common people of the Song Dynasty.

Deng Wu rode up, clasped his fists on his horse, and said, "Shuai Fang, Tian Ruduan, Tian Yougong's eldest son, tried to escape last night and was captured."

Liu Chengzhi, who was coming from the front, also clasped his fists and said: "The rest of the Tian family have been captured and are now being held in the Tian Mansion."

Fang Qifu sighed and said: "The Tian family deceived the local people, committed rebellion and massacred prefectures and counties. Their crimes are unpardonable and their clan must be punished!"

"Three days later, a platform was set up to commemorate the brothers who died in the war and the people of Yangzhou who were massacred. The residents of Sizhou gathered to watch Tian's execution."

Fang Qifu's order quickly spread throughout Sizhou, and everyone couldn't believe it.

In the past, the Tian family, who were always aloof and would have their eyes gouged out if they didn't kneel down in time when passing by, or if they dared to look up at them, were actually exterminated sometimes.

In the past hundreds of years, I have only seen them destroy other people's clans, but never seen them being pinned to the ground and beheaded.

Under the rule of the chieftain, this was the case. People were already divided into three, six or nine levels.

No matter how talented ordinary people are, they are just slaves of the Tian family. No matter how humble the Tian family is, they are still the master.

Beautiful-looking women are attracted by them, no matter they are married women or young ones, they cannot escape their murderous hands.

As their car passed by, everyone had to kneel on both sides. If they blocked the road, they would be punished with a whip. If someone in the car was in a bad mood, they would be beaten to death on the spot, but no one would dare to take a look.

The sun was scorching in the sky, and the open space in Sizhou was crowded with people.

Soon, more than 300 members of the Tian family were taken to the execution ground. Mobile version::

The people burst into exclamations. Many people's knees were weak, and some even knelt down.

None of these Tian family members were as cheerful as before, their faces were pale, and their eyes were lifeless.

Their legs were trembling, and some people were simply dragged forward.

The executioners responsible for the execution all had half of their arms bare and held a large knife in their arms.

More than 300 men, women, and children from the Tian family, in groups of ten, were taken in turns to be led to the guillotine, with their buttocks stuck out and their necks stretched out.

Tian Ruduan's arrogant expression no longer existed, and his cold face was filled with fear.

A string of disgusting snot hung under his head, and tears rolled down his face.

With the sound of a gong, the heads of ten direct descendants including Tian Yougong, Tian Ruduan and others fell to the ground.

There was another exclamation from the crowd, which gathered into a huge sound and echoed in Sizhou.

Next, is the second and thirtieth batch.

The onlookers were numb from watching, and suddenly they didn't know who took the lead, and the crowd burst into cheers.

People roared at the top of their lungs, raised their hands, and hugged each other.

At this moment, many people felt relaxed. The mountain that had been weighing on their heads was gone.

Zhaodefang, study.

Yang Lin knew nothing about the war in the west and had no interest in it.

Although his intelligence system is very powerful, due to today's transportation conditions, there is no intelligence station in the distant Western Continent.

Although Yelu Dashi was obsessed with the battlefield in the east, Yang Lin didn't care much about the west, which was now a barren land.

Now that the temperature is gradually warming up, a war is about to break out. The walls in the study are also covered with maps of soldiers, horses, mountains and rivers.

This period of time was an important watershed in later history.

Because of the incompetence of Zhao and Song, the Central Plains was lost, and then the south of the Yangtze River was gradually lost, causing the entire land of China to become a mess.

It was not until three hundred years later, when Emperor Hongwu expelled the Tartars and restored China, that the Han finally regained the burial ground of their ancestors.

During these three hundred years, countless magnificent palaces were occupied by barbarians;

Hundreds of millions of Han children became slaves of the barbarians;
To be continued...