Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 612: I, the king, will help you get out of the city

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The elite troops of Dashun arrived at Qianzhou Kyoto City. They did not choose to attack the city gate. Instead, they listened to Feng Yuheng's words and started to cook porridge against the wind. Not only make porridge, but also soup. The soup is the authentic Xianyalou old soup that Feng Yuheng brought out from the space. She asked for it from the cook of Xianyalou. It is kept in the space to be eaten outside whenever she wants. Cook something for yourself.

Climate changes caused by earthquakes and avalanches caused Qianzhou, who had always only had northerly winds, to change his temper and start blowing southerly winds. The wind blows from south to north, blowing through the fragrant porridge and the exclusive century-old soup base of Xianya Tower, blowing the aroma one after another over the high city walls and sending it into the capital one after another. Inside.

There were soldiers guarding the city wall. At first they didn’t understand why Dashun’s army didn’t want to fight with them. Instead, they were burying pots and making rice outside. Now they understood completely that Dashun was trying to suppress them psychologically. Destroy them!

The soldiers of Qianzhou had not had enough to eat for several days. The capital was the epicenter of the earthquake. More than half of the surrounding snow-capped mountains collapsed. A large amount of ice and snow poured into the city. The imperial palace was almost in ruins. All the people's houses were destroyed. Countless people's houses were destroyed. The Qing people were buried in snowdrifts waiting for rescue. The food in the granary has begun to be rationed, the hunters can no longer go into the mountains to hunt game, and the poultry has long since frozen to death. People have nothing to eat. Compared with being buried, hunger is the most important thing that needs to be solved at the moment.

Outside the city, Xuan Tianming and the soldiers were sitting around the cauldron, drinking porridge from bowls. The soldiers were telling each other harmless jokes, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Most of a day later, news came from King Lian. He told Feng Yuheng: "The capital city was severely affected. Less than 10% of the houses were left and more than 90% of the palace was damaged. All the people were outside. Many people suffered from cold and hunger, not from collapse of the sky, but from freezing to death. However, there was still food in the imperial warehouse. Feng Zhaoyu, the boy with good luck, was still alive, and a large number of soldiers were also alive. They closed the city gate. Block it, never allow people to go out, and vow to save the capital." As he said this, he took a sip of the soup, and then said with admiration, "It is said that the smell has almost driven people in the city crazy."

Feng Yuheng smiled very slyly, and while smiling, she said to Xuan Tianming: "It's just bad outside, but it's fatal if you do it inside."

Xuan Tian Ming also laughed loudly, "It's not enough to just rebel. We still have to find an opportunity to go to the city and have a look. The Qianzhou royal family still owes us a debt, and those fingers have to be harvested in person."

Feng Yuheng squinted her eyes, thinking about choosing the right time to enter the city. She originally wanted to have this Qianzhou, but in the current situation, it was of no use to have it. After cleaning up the Feng family, she had to think of a good way to reuse this land and not let it just sit idle.

The food attack outside the city went on for a whole day and night. Xuan Tianming's army had enough food and grass. In addition, there was snow everywhere in Qianzhou. When the snow was melted and filled into the pot, it became water. There was not enough firewood. Feng Yu Hengju always found a way to start a fire without chopping wood.

The soup and porridge are simmering non-stop, and the fragrance is constantly wafting into the city. The soldiers guarding the city on the Qianzhou City Defense have changed one after another, but no one can help but be attracted by the aroma outside and the smell of the city. Pots of good soup and rice are tempting.

Some soldiers said: "I heard that the city lords and people of all the cities in the south have defected to Dashun, changed their household registrations, and no longer live in their original places, but have been sent to Dashun."

The people next to me immediately echoed: "I heard that Dashun has four distinct seasons throughout the year, with spring, summer, autumn and winter. The river is civilized, the trees are green, and the flowers are red."

A few 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 ground and everyone grows them. They are very cheap."

"It's not just cheap! You don't have to pay to buy it at all. It's all over the mountain, and there are all kinds of fruits to eat."

"You think, can Dashun treat those who have changed their household registration as one of their own? Will they be treated differently?"

"I don't think so. There are so many Dashuns. Over the past hundreds of years, they have swallowed up countless small states, and I haven't heard of them treating anyone badly."

"If that's the case, why are we still guarding Kyoto? This city wall may fall down at any time. Aren't we waiting to die here?"

As soon as these words came out, people looked at each other. Everyone knows this truth, but the servility formed from generation to generation over hundreds of years has been deeply ingrained, and the imprint of thousands of weeks has been stamped on their flesh. It can be removed as soon as it is said to be removed. .

So, people just talked about it, but no one dared to take the lead in taking action.

Thousands of Zhou soldiers are eager for success, and the surviving people in the city are now on the verge of madness and collapse.

The aroma wafted from outside the city. At first, they thought it was their hallucination, but later they thought it was the emperor who had a kind heart and opened a porridge shed to give them porridge. But people searched all over the city and couldn't find a place to give out porridge. Gradually, someone smelled that the fragrance was coming from outside the city, coming into the city from the south gate.

People rushed to the south gate in droves, no longer bothering to dig up their buried relatives. The scent was like life, injecting a lot of hope of life into Kyoto, which was originally filled with death. They rushed to the south gate crazily, shouting loudly: "We want food, give us food!"

The soldiers of Qianzhou were frightened by such a scene, and they were quite helpless in the face of these people who were seeking survival. Soldiers are human beings too, and they were born and raised by their parents. Among the people seeking survival are their parents and relatives. If they stop them, it is equivalent to killing their own relatives with their own hands.

Some people are asking: "Why does it smell so good outside? Who is out there?"

The same question was asked again and again, and finally a soldier couldn't bear it and told the truth: "It was Dashun's army that attacked Kyoto, and they were the ones making pots of rice outside!"

"Dashun?" People were confused. In the past few months, many refugees have fled south, but not one in Kyoto. Because the Qianzhou royal family sealed the city, no one in Kyoto could escape. The people were still unfamiliar with Dashun. They heard that they were attacking the city. For a moment, the fear caused by the war immediately extinguished the enthusiasm for food that had just surged in their hearts.

The people stood blankly inside 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 raised his voice and said: "I heard that except for the capital, all the cities in Qianzhou have submitted to Dashun, and the people have all taken the initiative to change their household registration. Dashun provides food and drink, and also sends people to live in warm and green places, but only the capital city cannot!"

The common people are simple-minded, and they don’t think deeply about whether they can get out of the capital. Where did they hear this? They just think what this young man said is very tempting, plus all the people outside the capital are The cities have all surrendered, so wouldn't they be the only ones isolated?

Someone said in horror: "Could it be that the Qianzhou royal family wants us to be buried with them?"

This sentence caused great panic. This panic spread wildly among the crowd and soon became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The young man who spoke before took the opportunity to say again: "Qianzhou's energy has been exhausted, God will die Qianzhou, but the royal people are still struggling to death. It doesn't matter that they are seeking death, but we ordinary people can't live a good life. Why should he be buried with the Feng family? The capital city collapsed, the royal family sealed the city, and they were not given food or clothing. So many people were buried underground without knowing whether they were alive or dead. The Dashun soldiers participated in the disaster relief along the way, and they saved thousands of people. Zhou Zimin, if we don’t vote for such a wise master, are we going to watch the Feng family kill all of us?”

The words aroused the anger of thousands of people. Finally, when another round of fragrance blew, the people completely 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 level. high.

I don’t know who took the lead and began to rush towards the city gate desperately, trying to push away the stone blocking the door. When one person moved, ten people and hundreds of people moved, and then thousands of people moved. The soldiers guarding the city were so frightened that they quickly stopped them.

But these are the people of Qianzhou. They can stop them, but they can't kill them. There are many people and few soldiers. What's more, the soldiers are also tempted by the fragrance outside and their stance is not firm. When the people make such a fuss, their blocking power is also relatively weak. Powerless.

I don’t know who took the lead in shouting the slogan - "Let us out! Let us out! We must make a clean break with Qian Yiyi!"

Soon, everyone shouted these words and banged **** the city gate.

Outside the city, Xuan Tianming suddenly stood up and stared straight at the gate of Qianzhou Kyoto. The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and an evil smile appeared.

Feng Yuheng also proudly said to the Lotus King: "See, I will hollow you out for thousands of weeks without moving a single soldier, so easy!"

How could King Lian understand what she was saying, but he still understood with the proud look on his face. He rolled his eyes, "If I don't have people inside to help you push the flames, what do you think?" Can it be that easy?"

After saying these words, Xuan Tianming nodded, "This time we have captured Qianzhou in one fell swoop, His Highness King Lian cannot be defeated."

"Oh, forget it, you two, don't make Baji angry here. Since I have betrayed Qianzhou, I am no longer the Lotus King, and there is no need to mention the glorious achievements in the past. You better think about it, How should we deal with so many people pouring out of the city all at once?"

Xuan Tianming laughed loudly, and his inner strength was used in his laughter, so that the laughter spread into the city along with the wind and the fragrance.

After the laughter, a voice as powerful as heaven came, telling the people of Qianzhou - "There is life to be found outside the city, and there is food to eat. Dashun opens its arms to accept the people of Qianzhou, and gives you ample food and clothing. , to give you health for generations, no longer afraid of the severe cold of ice and snow, no longer worried about the collapse of the sky. Dashun soldiers help you dig out the remains of your loved ones, and take you from the cold land to the warmth of spring. Porridge is given outside the city, Collect them in an orderly manner, with the elderly, young, women and the weak going first. Do not crowd, do not mess, do not fight, and do not rob. If you can do this, I, the king, will help you get out of the city!"