Reality proved that Feng Yu Heng had overestimated the evildoer Prince Lian. This guy's aura really was not that strong. He really could not shake this large and sturdy ice hall. As for the reason that the ice hall had trembled earlier, it was because: "Your Highness, the sky has collapsed!"
Qian Zhou used snow as the sky. A collapse of the sky was an avalanche. At the same time, it was accompanied by an earthquake.
This collapse of the sky was centered in Qian Zhou's capital and spread in all directions. The entire country was affected. Even the southernmost cities, Luo Cheng and Bin City, were not spared.
For three consecutive days, Luo Cheng continued to experience aftershocks. Fortunately, it was quite far from the epicenter. Aside from the tremors, there was not much of an effect. The citizens still had lingering fears, as they gathered together to discuss the collapse of the sky.
Prince Lian, ever since he decided to draw a clear line between himself and Qian Zhou, he no longer considered himself to be a citizen of Qian Zhou. He spent his days in the temporary palace, eating and drinking as he should, listening to music as he should, and singing as he should. Not only was he arrogant, but he also gave the order that Luo Cheng's city lord was not allowed to interfere with any of Qian Zhou's matters. The city gates were closed tightly, and he was not allowed to take in a single refugee.
Feng Yu Heng admired his wholehearted devotion to being a citizen of Dashun, but the waves of refugees coming from outside the city caused her to feel a little troubled.
She discussed with Xuan Tianming: "Should we think of a way to deal with the refugees?"
Bai Ze said with a smile: "Master just thought of a good idea. Does princess want to hear it?"
Feng Yu Heng raised an eyebrow, "I would like to hear the details."
Xuan Tianming opened a book in his hand and pushed it in front of her: "Luo Cheng and Bin City have both entered Dashun. Even if the city lord's manor has been renamed the prefect's manor, Qian Zhou's household register will be changed to Dashun's household register. If the refugees outside the city want to enter the city, that's fine. Either way, we have so many soldiers living in tents. Opening up some tents for the refugees to live in is not impossible. The people can also continue to be evacuated South to Bin City, Jiang Zhou, Song Zhou and Guan Zhou. If they still couldn't accommodate them, they could open up the Central Plains to accept refugees. But there is only one requirement. After entering the city, they will become citizens. They will become citizens of Dashun. From this day forward, they will no longer be citizens of Qian Zhou. From this day forward, they will be citizens of my Dashun. Qian Zhou's prosperity and decline will no longer have anything to do with them. "
Feng Yu Heng's eyes lit up, as she began to count on her fingers, "The avalanche will spread throughout the entire country with the capital as the epicenter. That is to say that it will start from the most bustling places in Qian Zhou. The more people there are, the worse it will be. Especially in the capital, the people will immediately lose their pillar of support. Therefore, the only thought on the minds of those who were still alive was to continue living. If he wanted to live, he had to run. He had to run out of the capital and get as far away from the epicenter as possible. Out of the four cardinal directions, the south was naturally the most reliable. That was because the further south one went, the weaker the snowstorm, and the greater the chance of survival. To attack Qian Zhou, it would be better to empty out Qian Zhou and take away all of its citizens, trapping all of the members of the imperial family within their borders. How could an emperor be called an emperor without his people? There will come a day when they will be driven mad. "
Xuan Tianming praised: "The one who understands me is Heng Heng."
Xuan Tianming's grand plan began to be carried out very quickly. With the city lord of Luo City taking the lead, a registration office was set up outside the city gates. All of the refugees that wanted to enter the city had to voluntarily renounce their citizenship in Qian Zhou and sign their names to be registered in Dashun.
The citizens did not make too much of a fuss about whether they were from Qian Zhou or Da Shun, especially at a time like this. Whoever could provide them with warm water to drink, fill their stomachs to eat and allow them to continue living peacefully would be their master, and they would respect that person as their ruler.
This mass migration of the entire country began in a frenzy. In less than three days, there were already 100 thousand refugees that had entered the city. Under Xuan Tianming's personal command, they were led by Dashun soldiers to Luo City, Bin City and the three northern provinces to make arrangements. At the same time, news spread that Luo City had opened its gates to help the refugees. All of the refugees from Qian Zhou could gather there. Those that had not suffered could choose to live in the warmer Dashun. As long as they were willing, as long as they were willing to give up on everything in Qian Zhou, Dashun would bring them to a place where Spring would bring them to enjoy the beautiful scenery of red flowers and green willows.
These sort of conditions were truly too enticing. Thus, whether they had suffered or not, more and more people began to flock toward Luo City. By the time Qian Zhou's imperial family reacted and wanted to stop them, nearly two-thirds of the citizens had already completed the migration process. They were then led by Dashun soldiers deeper into Dashun's territory.
Qian Zhou's citizens began to dwindle in number. It was like an empty country.
Xuan Tianming ordered the soldiers that were leading the people from Qian Zhou to Dashun that the people from Qian Zhou could not be too concentrated. At most, only five families could live in one place. Either way, Dashun's territory was large enough. All of the people from Qian Zhou had to be spread out. They definitely would not be given a chance to gather. This was called assimilation! If assimilation did not work in one generation, then they would assimilate in two, three, and four generations. There would come a day when the mark of Qian Zhou would fade from these people, and they would become completely Dashun people.
Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng worked together. With Prince Lian adding fuel to the fire, this plan to empty out Qian Zhou went very smoothly. Only when the number of refugees began to dwindle and the majority of the people that should have surrendered had already done so, did Xuan Tianming finally give the order: "Continue North. Advance!"
This time, Prince Lian traveled with them. He brought along General Hei and the 100 thousand soldiers that had already returned to Feng Yu Heng's army. With Feng Yu Heng's promise, Prince Lian felt more at ease, thus his waist no longer ached, his breathing stopped, and his legs stopped cramping. His entire being felt much better. As though he was presenting a treasure, he told Xuan Tianming: "Head straight for the capital. Although that place has collapsed, it is still the Feng family's base. That brat Feng Zhao Yu definitely would not be willing to leave like this. Even if he leaves, the Feng family's hundreds of years of foundation will take at least half a year to move. If we move a little faster, we will be able to surround the capital and trap them to death. "
Xuan Tianming was very puzzled, "Aside from Qian Zhou's ruler, the other people with the surname Feng are all your relatives. Could it be that you have enmity with them all?"
Prince Lian nodded, replying very naturally: "That's right! They all have enmity with them! I will tell you, there is not a single person with the surname Feng that is still alive. Back then, my father's branch had already been wiped out by Feng Zhao Yu and his father. Not only did he kill his cousins, he even killed who knows how many of his own brothers. Do you believe it or not, his own father was most likely killed by him. "
There was nothing that Xuan Tianming did not believe. The imperial family's struggle for the throne was not just limited to Qian Zhou. Which part of the country was not experiencing this at all times? Their Dashun was also the same.
From Luo City to the capital, the further North they went, the more serious the avalanches became. There were times when the army had no choice but to stop. In a humanitarian manner, they began to provide relief, saving the lives of countless citizens of Qian Zhou.
The city lords of these cities no longer had any desire to defend their cities. The city gates were all wide open, and the disaster was so severe that even the city walls were toppled.
Dashun's soldiers went to provide relief, and Xuan Tianming personally took command. Very quickly, the chaotic Qian Zhou experienced a qualitative leap. In addition to this, they also had Prince Lian's assistance. When the citizens saw Prince Lian, it was the same as seeing their pillar of support. Seeing that Prince Lian had joined Dashun's Ninth Prince, what the hell was there for them to hold on for!
Thus the people that had been dug out by Dashun's army, as well as the people whose families had been buried and could not escape, were all added to Dashun's household register. This included the city lords of each city.
Along the way, they took in people and took in land. Xuan Tianming's army had a bountiful harvest, and the accompanying household register officials were all very happy!
Along the way, they made many stops. After two months, they finally arrived outside of Qian Zhou's capital.
Xuan Tianming had already ordered Qian Li to lead half of the soldiers ahead of them. They did not stop, did not save, and headed straight for the capital. When they arrived, Qian Li was already waiting outside the city. He also told Xuan Tianming: "The army has already finished surrounding the city. We are just waiting for your Highness to arrive." While saying this, he rubbed his hands together, "Your Highness, I don't know if it was because the rumors were too exaggerated, but the brothers all rushed over with the determination to freeze to death. But now, it seems that Qian Zhou's capital is not that cold?" As he spoke, he pointed at the tall city walls, "Your Highness, please take a look. The ice surrounding the city walls is already showing signs of melting. It is no longer as solid as when we first arrived."
These words caused Feng Yu Heng's heart to go "thunk," and she quickly looked toward the city walls. Sure enough, it was as Qian Li had said. The ice surrounding the city walls had begun to melt, and the thinner parts had become transparent. The earthquake had caused an avalanche, and the severe geological changes had affected the geographical latitude and longitude. It was such that the weather had also changed accordingly.
She suddenly thought of the melting of the Arctic ice in the future. The scenes from the apocalyptic movies began to flash through her mind. The plains of ice turning into oceans. That was a frightening memory.
Xuan Tianming saw that her expression was off and wanted to ask. At this time, he heard that crazy Prince Lian suddenly begin to laugh, "Hahahaha! The ice has melted! The ice has finally melted! Feng Zhao Yu, being buried in the snow is not enough. It would be best if you drowned in this pool of snow. When the time comes, this great one will definitely bring a fishing rod to catch you. Don't worry, I have remembered all of your favorite foods. I will tie them all up for you. "
Feng Yu Heng angrily said: "Shut your mouth! Do you know what the melting of Qian Zhou's ice means? When that time comes, the plains of ice will become oceans. All living things will be submerged in the water. The snowy mountains will melt, and the snowy ground will be ruined. Even if you are in Luocheng, you will not be able to escape the disaster of the apocalypse. Feng Zhao Lian, you want to die, but this grandaunty does not want to die with you. "She was truly angry. At the same time, she began to feel a deep fear of the melting of Qian Zhou.
Xuan Tianming very rarely saw Feng Yu Heng show such fear, but he also understood what the melting of Qian Zhou meant. At this time, it was not just Feng Yu Heng who felt fear. Fear also began to surface from the bottom of his heart.
"Let's think of a way to enter the city first. Let's see what the situation is like inside and how many citizens are still there." Xuan Tianming looked at Feng Yu Heng and asked for her opinion, "How about we go in?"
"How will you go in?" Prince Lian became unhappy, "Although the capital was hit the hardest by the disaster, look, the sturdiest city walls have not fallen. There are still soldiers inside. You two are the commanders. Going in is too dangerous. This sort of thing needs to be done by me! "
"You?" Feng Yu Heng looked at Prince Lian and said: "Do you still think that you can strut into the city with your status as Prince Lian? Your glorious deeds have already spread throughout the country. You want to enter the capital? Before you even reach the city gates, you will be chased back. "
Prince Lian squinted his eyes and smiled, "Who said that this great one will personally go in. In any case, I have been Prince Lian for so many years. In your past, would there not be any of my people in the city?"
Prince Lian used some sort of method to send a letter into the city. As for Feng Yu Heng, she thought of a plan to deal with the city that had been hit hard by the disaster. That was why she did not really want to attack the city.
She said to Qian Li: "Give the order. Set up all of our pots and begin making congee!"
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