A messenger beside Gao Jixuan suddenly pointed to a mountain about five or six miles away from them and said.

Gao Jixuan glanced over.

I saw billowing smoke rising from the unknown hilltop of Weijing Mountain, no one knew when it happened.

He raised the telescope in his hand and saw an old man and a young boy on the mountain. They threw cow dung and firewood into the beacon tower, and the wolf smoke went straight up into the sky along the chimney.

The old man found that the Song army seemed to have noticed them, so he shouted and jumped around, as if to attract them over.

"Song Gou, come and kill us!"

"You have invaded the border of Daxia, and you will not die well."

"Come on, come and kill us if you have the guts!"

The old man roared in Tangut language.

However, the Song army at the foot of the mountain just looked at them from a distance, and no one rushed up the mountain to kill them.

Maybe I couldn't understand what he was shouting, or maybe I was too far away. Even if I could understand the Tangut language, I wouldn't know what he meant.

But everyone knows.

These are just two abandoned Tangut soldiers.

"Let's go and leave them alone."

Gao Jixuan said lightly.

Upon hearing the order, the Song army continued to advance slowly, as if they did not see them.

The old man on the top of the hill was in despair and sat dejectedly on the ground.

Once the beacon fires were lit and thousands of cavalry were galloping, how could the Song people dare to invade the border?

Now that Western Xia has fallen apart, it is on the brink of national destruction.

The young man squatted aside, holding the Qiang flute tightly in his hand.

After a while, the old man suddenly stood up, clasped his arms, and began to dance with tears in his eyes.

The young man played a desolate melody on the Qiang flute.

The old man twisted his body and sang in a sad voice: "Hu Teng is a child of Liangzhou, with skin as white as jade and nose as sharp as a cone, and a light cotton cloth shirt rolled up front and back."

This was the last song of the Dangxiang people.

The next day.

The Song army arrived at the city of Yingli, which is Zhongwei City in Ningxia in later generations.

There were almost no defenders in the city, and the Song army occupied the city as if they had peacefully taken over the defense.

The same thing also happened in Weizhou where the Jingsai Army of Western Xia was located, Youzhou where the Jianing Army was located, Shizhou where the Xiangyou Army was located, and Yinzhou where the Zuoxiang Shenyong Army was located.

Overnight, most of the cities along the Western Xia border fell into the hands of the Song army. Only a few important cities remained, such as Lingzhou in Xiping Prefecture and Xingzhou in Xingqing Prefecture.

(End of this chapter)