When the elite soldiers of Dashun attacked the capital of Qianzhou, they did not choose to attack the city gate, but listened to Feng Yuheng and started to cook porridge against the wind;..om. Copy URL to visit not only porridge, but also soup. The soup was the authentic Xianyalou soup that Feng Yuheng took out from the space. She asked the chef of Xianyalou for it and put it in the space so that she could cook something whenever she wanted to eat it outside.
The climate change caused by the earthquake and avalanche changed the nature of Qianzhou's north wind, and the south wind began to blow. The wind blew from south to north, blowing through the mellow porridge and the unique century-old soup base of Xianyalou, sending waves of fragrance over the high city walls and into the capital.
There were soldiers guarding the city wall. At first they didn't understand why the Dashun army didn't fight with them, but instead cooked outside. Now they understood completely. It turned out that they were trying to crush them psychologically!
The soldiers of Qianzhou had not had enough food for several days. The capital was in an earthquake zone. More than half of the surrounding snow-capped mountains had collapsed. A large amount of ice and snow poured into the city. The imperial palace had almost collapsed. The people's houses were completely destroyed. Countless people were buried in the snow and waiting to be rescued. The food in the granary had begun to be rationed. Hunters could not go into the mountains to hunt game, and poultry had long been frozen to death. People had nothing to eat. Compared with being buried, hunger was the most important issue that needed to be solved at the moment.
Outside the city, Xuan Tianming and the soldiers sat around a big pot, drinking porridge from bowls. The soldiers told each other harmless jokes and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After half a day, news came from King Lian. He told Feng Yuheng, "The capital was severely affected by the disaster. Less than 10% of the houses are left, and the damage to the palace is more than 90%. All the people are outside, cold and hungry. Many did not die from the collapse of the sky, but from freezing to death or starvation. But the imperial warehouse still has food in stock. Feng Zhaoyu is lucky and is still alive. A large number of soldiers are also alive. They blocked the city gates and would not allow the people to go out. They vowed to save the capital." As he spoke, he took a sip of the soup, and then with a look of admiration, "It is said that the fragrance is almost driving the people in the city crazy."
Feng Yuheng smiled very cunningly, and said to Xuan Tianming while laughing, "Rebellion outside is just troublesome, but rebellion at home is fatal."
Xuan Tianming also laughed loudly, "Rebellion alone is not enough, we still have to find a chance to go into the city and take a look. The Qianzhou royal family still owes us revenge, and we have to harvest those fingers ourselves."
Feng Yuheng narrowed her eyes, thinking that she had to choose an appropriate time to enter the city. She originally wanted to take Qian Zhou, but in the current situation, it would be useless to take it. After cleaning up the Feng family, she had to think of a good way to make use of this land, and couldn't let it sit idle.
The food attack outside the city lasted for a whole day and night. Xuan Tianming's army had sufficient food and grass. In addition, there was snow all over the place. The melted snow was used to fill the pot and it became water. There was not enough firewood, but Feng Yuheng always found a way to start a fire without using firewood.
The soup and porridge were simmering continuously, and the fragrance was wafting into the city continuously. The soldiers guarding the city on the Qianzhou city defense line changed one after another, but none of them could not be "tempted" by the fragrance outside and those pots of delicious soup and rice.
A soldier said, "I heard that the mayors and people of all the cities in the south have surrendered to Dashun, changed their household registration, and no longer live in their original places, but have been sent to the border of Dashun."
The person next to him immediately echoed, "I heard that Dashun has four distinct seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the rivers are open, the trees are green, and the flowers are red."
Several more people gathered around and joined in the discussion. "Not only that, people in Dashun can eat green leafy vegetables every day. I heard that they grow in the fields. Every family grows them. They are very cheap."
"It's more than cheap! You don't have to spend money to buy them. They are all over the mountain, and there are all kinds of fruits to eat."
"You say, can Dashun treat those who have changed their household registration as its own people? Will they be treated differently?"
"I don't think so. The Dashun has so many people. Over the past few hundred years, they have swallowed up countless small states and countries, and I have never heard of them being mean to anyone."
"If that's the case, why do we still have to defend this capital? We don't know when the city wall will collapse. Aren't we just waiting to die here?"
As soon as these words came out, people looked at each other in bewilderment. Everyone understood this truth, but the slave mentality formed from generation to generation over hundreds of years had become deeply ingrained, and the mark of thousands of weeks had been branded into their flesh, so it was not something that could be removed easily.
So, people just talked about it, but no one dared to take the lead in taking action.
Thousands of Zhou soldiers were coveting Dashun, and the people who survived in the city were now on the verge of madness and collapse.
The fragrance from outside the city drifted in, and they thought it was their own hallucination at first, and then they thought that the emperor was kind and opened a porridge stall to give them porridge. However, people searched the whole city but couldn't find a place to give porridge. Gradually, some people smelled that the fragrance came from outside the city, and came into the city from the South City Gate.
People rushed to the South City Gate, not caring about digging up their buried relatives. The fragrance was like vitality, injecting a lot of hope for life into the deathly capital. They rushed to the South City Gate frantically, shouting loudly, "We want food, give us food!"
The soldiers of Qianzhou were frightened by such a scene, and they felt helpless in the face of these people who were trying to survive. Soldiers were also human beings, born by their parents and raised by their parents. Among these people who were trying to survive were their parents and relatives. If they stopped them, it would be equivalent to killing their relatives with their own hands.
Some people are asking, "Why does it smell so good outside? Who is outside?"
The same question was asked again and again, and finally one of the soldiers couldn't stand it anymore and told the truth: "It was the Dashun army that attacked the capital, and they were cooking outside!"
"Da Shun?" People were confused. In the past few months, many refugees have fled to the south, but not a single one has fled to Kyoto. Because the Qianzhou royal family sealed the city, no one in Kyoto could escape. The people were still unfamiliar with Da Shun. When they heard that the city was under attack, the fear brought by the war immediately extinguished their enthusiasm for food.
The people stood blankly at the city gate, unwilling to leave and not knowing what to do. At this moment, a young man who was among the people rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "I heard that except for the capital, all the cities in Qianzhou have surrendered to Dashun, and the people have all changed their household registration on their own initiative. Dashun provides food and drink, and sends people to live in warm and green places. Only the capital is not okay!"
The common people were simple-minded. They did not think deeply about where they heard the news that they could not leave the capital. They just thought that the words spoken by the young man were very tempting. In addition, all the cities except the capital had surrendered. In this case, weren't they the only ones isolated?
Someone asked in horror, "Could it be that the Qianzhou royal family wants us to be buried with them?"
This statement caused great panic, and this panic spread widely among the crowd and soon took root in people's hearts.
The young man who had spoken before took the opportunity to say, "Qian Zhou has run out of luck. God wants to destroy Qian Zhou, but the royal family is still struggling. It doesn't matter if they seek death, but we ordinary people have to give up our good lives. Why should we be buried with the Feng family? The capital collapsed, the royal family sealed off the city, and didn't give people food or clothes. So many people were buried underground and their lives are unknown. The Dashun soldiers have participated in disaster relief all the way, and I don't know how many Qian Zhou people they have saved. If we don't support such a wise leader, are we going to watch the Feng family kill all of us?"
This word aroused the anger of the people. When another round of fragrance blew, the people finally gave up the last line of defense in their hearts. Their hearts began to shift towards Dashun, and their hatred for the Qianzhou royal family reached an unprecedented height.
No one knew who took the lead, but they began to desperately rush towards the city gate, trying to push open the stone blocking the gate. One person moved, and then ten or a hundred people moved, and then thousands of people moved, and the soldiers guarding the city were so scared that they hurried to stop them.
But these are the people of Qianzhou. They can stop them but cannot kill them. There are more people than soldiers, not to mention that the soldiers are also tempted by the fragrance outside and their stance is not very firm. With the people making such a fuss, they are relatively powerless to stop it.
No one knew who started the slogan - "Let us out! Let us out! We want to make a clean break with Qian Zhou!"
Soon, everyone shouted these words and slammed hard on the city gate.
Outside the city, Xuan Tianming suddenly stood up, staring straight at the gate of Qianzhou Kyoto, his lips slightly raised, a wicked smile appeared on his face.
Feng Yuheng also said to the Lotus King proudly, "See? I won't move a single soldier to hollow out your Qianzhou, ssy!"
How could the Lotus King understand what she said, but he still understood the smug look on her face. He rolled his eyes and said, "If I didn't have people in there to help you stir up trouble, do you think it would be so easy?"
After these words were spoken, Xuan Tianming nodded, "This time we have taken down Qian Zhou in one fell swoop, and His Royal Highness the Lotus King must be on the offensive."
"Oh, forget it, forget it, you two, stop being sour here. Since I have already betrayed Qian Zhou, I am no longer the Lotus King, and there is no need to mention my past glorious achievements. You should think about how to deal with so many people pouring out of the city at once."
Xuan Tianming laughed loudly, and he used his inner strength in his laughter, so that the laughter was carried into the city along with the wind and the fragrance.
After the laughter, a voice like the might of heaven came, telling the people of Qianzhou - "There is life outside the city, there is food to eat, Dashun opens its arms to accept the people of Qianzhou, and gives you enough food and clothing, and health for generations. You no longer have to fear the ice and snow, and no longer worry about the collapse of the sky. Dashun soldiers will help you dig out the remains of your relatives, and lead you from the icy land to the spring when the flowers bloom. Porridge is distributed outside the city, and you must collect it in an orderly manner. The old, the young, the women and the weak go first. Don't crowd, don't make a mess, don't fight, and don't rob. If you can do this, this king will help you get out of the city!" Mobile phone
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