Facts have proved that Feng Yuheng still overestimated the evildoer King Lian. This guy's aura is really not that strong, and he really can't shake this huge and solid ice hall. The reason why this ice hall made people feel trembling twice just now is because - "Your Highness, the sky is collapsing!"
In Qian Zhou’s history, snow was the sky, and the collapse of the sky was an avalanche, accompanied by an earthquake.
This collapse of the sky spread out from Qianzhou Capital, affecting the entire country, even the southernmost cities of Luocheng and Bincheng were not spared.
For three days in a row, Luocheng was hit by aftershocks. Fortunately, it was far from the epicenter, so apart from the tremors, there was no significant impact. The people were still in fear and gathered together all day, talking about the collapse of the sky.
Since King Lian made up his mind to draw a clear line with Qian Zhou, he really didn't consider himself a Qian Zhou person. He stayed in the palace all day, eating and drinking, listening to music and singing. Not only was he arrogant, he also ordered the Lord of Luocheng not to interfere in any Qian Zhou affairs, and the city gates were closed, not to take in any refugees.
Feng Yuheng highly respected his style of being a good citizen of Dashun Kingdom wholeheartedly, but the waves of refugees pouring in from outside the city made her feel a little embarrassed.
She discussed with Xuan Tianming: "Should we come up with a countermeasure for the refugees?"
Bai Ze said with a smile: "Master just thought of a good idea, would you like to hear it, Princess?"
Feng Yuheng raised an eyebrow, "I'd like to hear the details."
Xuan Tianming spread out a book in his hand and pushed it in front of her: "Luocheng and Bincheng have both been taken over by Dashun. Even if the City Lord's Mansion is renamed the Prefecture, the household registration book of Qianzhou must be changed to the Dashun household registration book. Refugees outside the city want to enter the city, they can. After all, so many of our soldiers live in tents, so it is not impossible to free up some tents for refugees. People can also continue to evacuate southward, to Bincheng, Jiangzhou, Songzhou, and Guanzhou. If there is still not enough room, the Middle Earth area can also be opened to accept refugees. But there is only one requirement, once you enter the city, you will be naturalized, and you will be naturalized in Dashun. From the first step into Luocheng, they are no longer Qianzhou citizens, but from now on they are Dashun people. The honor, disgrace, rise and fall of Qianzhou has nothing to do with them anymore."
Feng Yuheng's eyes lit up, and he counted on his fingers, "The avalanche radiated across the country with the capital as the epicenter. In other words, it started from the most prosperous and lively place in Qianzhou. The more people there were, the more serious the disaster was. Especially when the capital was in chaos, people immediately lost their backbone. Therefore, the only thought of anyone who is alive at this moment should be to continue to live. If you want to live, you have to run, run out of the capital, the farther away from the epicenter the better. Of the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast, the south is naturally the most reliable, because the further south you go, the less wind and snow there are, and the greater the chance of survival. Instead of attacking Qianzhou, it would be better to hollow out Qianzhou, take away all their people, and trap all the royal family members within the borders. What kind of emperor is an emperor without his people? One day, they will be driven crazy."
Xuan Tianming praised: "The one who understands me is Heng Heng."
Xuan Tianming's plan was soon implemented. Led by the Lord of Luocheng, a registration office was set up outside the city gate. All refugees who wanted to enter the city had to voluntarily give up their Qianzhou nationality and sign their names to be included in the Dashun household register.
The people did not care too much about whether they were Qianzhou people or Dashun people, especially at this time. Whoever could give them a sip of hot water to drink, a full meal to eat, and let them survive and live a stable life would be their master, and they would respect him as their king.
This nationwide migration started madly. In just three days, 100,000 refugees entered the city. Under Xuan Tianming's personal command, they were led by Dashun soldiers to Luocheng, Bincheng, and the three provinces of the northern border for arrangements. At the same time, word was spread that Luocheng would open its gates to help refugees, and all Qianzhou refugees could be gathered here. Those who did not suffer could also choose to live in the warmer Dashun. As long as they were willing, as long as they could give up everything in Qianzhou, Dashun would take them to the place where spring was warm and flowers were blooming, to see the beautiful scenery of red flowers and green willows.
Such conditions were too tempting, so more and more people, whether they were suffering or not, flocked to Luocheng. By the time the Qianzhou royal family reacted and wanted to stop them, nearly two-thirds of the people had successfully completed the household registration migration procedures and were led by the Dashun soldiers to the border of Dashun.
The number of people in the world is decreasing, and the country looks like an empty place.
Xuan Tianming ordered the soldiers who were leading the team to send the Qianzhou people to Dashun that all the Qianzhou people should not be too concentrated, and no more than five households could live in one place. Dashun was large enough, so all the Qianzhou people had to be dispersed to the east, south, west, and north, and they would never be given the opportunity to gather in groups. This was called assimilation! If assimilation didn't work in one generation, then two, three, and four generations would do. One day, the imprint of Qianzhou would fade from these people, and they would become thorough Dashun people.
Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng joined forces, and with the help of King Lian, the plan to empty Qian Zhou was implemented very smoothly. When the number of refugees decreased and most of the people who should surrender had already surrendered, Xuan Tianming finally issued another military order: "Continue to the north, march!"
This time, the Lotus King went with him, along with General Hei and the 100,000 troops that had already been under Feng Yuheng's command. With Feng Yuheng's promise, the Lotus King felt relieved, so his waist was no longer sore, his breath was no longer short, his legs no longer cramped, and he felt better all over. He told Xuan Tianming like offering a treasure: "Go straight to Kyoto. Although the sky is falling there, it is the home of the Feng family after all. Feng Zhaoyu will definitely not be willing to leave like this. Even if he leaves, the Feng family has been building a foundation for hundreds of years, and it will take at least half a year to move. Let's hurry up and surround the capital in time and trap them to death."
Xuan Tianming was very puzzled. "Except for the King of Qianzhou, all the other people with the surname Feng are your relatives. Could it be that you all have a grudge against them?"
King Lian nodded and answered as a matter of course: "Yes! They all have hatred! Let me tell you, there is no one with the surname Feng who is still alive who is good. My father's branch was killed by Feng Zhaoyu and his father a long time ago. He not only killed his cousins, but also killed countless of his own brothers. Believe it or not, his own father was most likely killed by him."
Xuan Tianming had nothing to disbelieve. The struggle for succession in the royal family was not only in the Qianzhou Dynasty, but also in every country. It was the same for Dashun.
From Luocheng to Kyoto, the further north you go, the more severe the avalanches become. Sometimes the army had to stop and start rescue work in a humanitarian manner, saving countless lives of the people.
The lords of these cities had long lost interest in defending their cities; the city gates were all wide open, and in places where the disaster was so severe that even the city walls had collapsed.
The Dashun soldiers were deployed to the disaster relief, Xuan Tianming personally participated in the command, and soon the chaotic Qianzhou had a qualitative leap. In addition, there was the help of the Lotus King. The people saw the Lotus King as if they had seen the backbone. Seeing that the Lotus King had voted for the ninth prince of Dashun, they still had no reason to insist!
Therefore, those who were dug out by the Dashun army, as well as those who did not have time to escape or whose family members were buried and could not escape, also joined the Dashun household registration one by one, including the lords of each city.
Along the way, Xuan Tianming's army recruited people and acquired land, and they reaped a great harvest. The household registration officials who accompanied them also shouted in joy!
After two months of stopping and walking along the way, they finally arrived outside the city of Qianzhou.
Xuan Tianming had already asked Qian Li to lead half of the soldiers to go ahead halfway, without stopping, without rescuing, and heading straight to Kyoto. When they arrived, Qian Li had already been waiting outside the city, and told Xuan Tianming: "The army has completed the siege of the city, and is waiting for Your Highness to arrive." He rubbed his hands as he spoke, "Your Highness, I don't know if it was said too much before, the brothers rushed here with the determination to freeze to death, but now it seems that this thousand-year-old Kyoto is not that cold." As he spoke, he pointed to the tall city wall, "Your Highness, please look, the ice wrapped around the city wall has shown signs of melting, and it is not as solid as when we first arrived."
Feng Yuheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he quickly looked at the city wall. As expected, just as Qian Li said, the ice wrapped around the city wall began to melt, and the thin parts turned transparent. The earthquake triggered an avalanche, and the serious geological changes affected the geographical longitude and latitude, so that the weather also changed accordingly.
She suddenly thought of the melting of the Arctic ice in the future. Scenes from those apocalyptic movies began to flash through her mind. The ice field turned into an ocean. It was a terrible memory.
Xuan Tianming saw that her face was not right, and was about to ask a question, but at this moment, he heard that madman, Lotus King, suddenly burst into laughter - "Hahahaha! The ice has melted! The ice has finally melted! Feng Zhaoyu, being buried in the snow is not enough, you'd better drown in this snowy water. I will definitely take a fishing rod to fish for you then. Don't worry, I've remembered all the food you like to eat, and I'll tie it all up for you."
Feng Yuheng said angrily: "Shut up! Do you know what it means when this thousand-year-old ice melts? By then, the ice field will become an ocean, all living things will be submerged in the water, the snow-capped mountains will melt, the snowfields will be trampled, even if you are in Luocheng, you cannot escape the end of the world disaster. Feng Zhaolian, you want to die, but I don't want to die with you yet." She was really angry, and at the same time she was deeply afraid of the melting of the thousand-year-old ice.
Xuan Tianming rarely saw Feng Yuheng so frightened, but he also knew very well what the transformation of Qian Zhou meant. At this moment, not only was Feng Yuheng frightened, but fear also rose in his heart.
"Let's find a way to get into the city first, to see what's going on inside and how many people are still there." Xuan Tianming looked at Feng Yuheng and asked for her opinion, "How about we go in?"
"How are you going to get in?" The Lotus King was not happy again. "Although the capital was hit hardest by the disaster, you see, the strongest walls have not collapsed, and there are still soldiers inside. You two are the commanders, it is too dangerous to go in. For things like this, I have to do it!"
"You?" Feng Yuheng looked at the Lotus King and said, "Do you still think you can march into the city in a swaggering manner as the Lotus King? Your glorious deeds have long been spread all over the country. Do you want to enter the capital? You will be beaten back before you even reach the city gate."
The Lotus King narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Who said I have to go in personally? After all, I have been the Lotus King for so many years. Before you, was there no one of my people in the city?"
King Lian somehow managed to send a letter to the city, and Feng Yuheng also came up with a plan to deal with the city, which had been severely damaged by the disaster, so she didn't really want to attack it.
She said to Qian Li, "Tell them to set up all our pots and start cooking porridge!"
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