The city gates opened wide, and the crowd of people who had sought refuge filed in.
It took about two hours for the people from the northern cities to settle down.
It was also because the Third Prince had already expected this and made preparations. Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to deal with this large group of people in less than half a day.
The soldiers and citizens of North City had already received the news.
At this moment, they were all very happy to welcome the people from the northern cities. Many of them were distant relatives.
There were many people like Second Uncle and Fourth Aunt.
After all, there weren't many northerners to begin with. After looking around for a wedding, they would either reject people from the northern city or people from the northern cities.
The crowd, who had thought that they were forced to seek refuge, saw how Ju Beicheng treated them.
He was relieved. This was a wise ruler, the one who had made Dali prosper!
The trace of worry that he originally had had disappeared without a trace.
The generals of the northern cities were called to the Third Prince's tent.
Before entering the tent, the soldiers on duty took away their weapons.
The generals understood and obediently took off their weapons and handed them to the guards.
His Highness was able to kill a martial grandmaster at Yanmen Pass, so he naturally didn't have to worry about being assassinated.
Ordinary people posed no threat to His Highness at all. They could not stop the experts who could really pose a threat to His Highness.
The purpose of collecting the weapons was to avoid trouble and to see the reactions of the generals in the northern cities.
After all, they were forced to seek refuge because of the situation. They might say it nicely, but only they knew if there was something fishy in their hearts.
Seeing that the generals had no complaints and were unusually cooperative with the guards, the general who brought them here smiled and reported to the tent.
"Your Highness, the northern generals have arrived.”
"Enter."
A young but dignified voice came from the tent. It was as deep as a mountain and as clear as water.
It gave people a sense of security. As long as he was around, they could rest easy.
"I am willing to die for Your Highness!”
As soon as they entered the tent, the generals immediately knelt on the ground to show their loyalty.
The Third Prince glanced around indifferently.
As his strength advanced to the martial grandmaster realm, his spiritual perception was also abnormally terrifying.
If an ordinary person wanted to lie in front of him, it would be a waste of effort, shooting themselves in the foot.
He confirmed that their minds were stable and there were no signs of them lying.
As he walked over to help them up, he spoke.
"Everyone, there's no need to be so polite.”
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
The few of them were extremely grateful to His Highness for his courteous attitude.
He looked at His Highness with a face full of joy.
"If Your Highness has any instructions, we will naturally do our best to help Your Highness.”
"Yeah," she said.
The Third Prince didn't answer. He just nodded.
After pondering for a moment, he asked.
"What do you think of Ju Beicheng?"
"Your Highness's martial arts and culture are the best in the Li Dynasty. I saw it on the way here. Many years ago, the North City was still in a state of desolation. The people of the North City were also pale and emaciated because of the continuous invasion of the barbarians.
Ever since His Highness came to the north of the city, the barbarian invasion has become increasingly rare, not to mention that His Highness defeated the barbarian army in one fell swoop. It is expected that the bandits will not dare to invade again for a year and a half. Despite the current situation in the North City, where the people live and work in peace and contentment, smiling all the time, it's all because of His Majesty's ability to govern. Even if we flatter him, we can't compare to His Highness!”
These words were both flattery and the truth.
In the entire world, no one dared to say that there was anything wrong with the Third Prince's governance of North City.
From a small border city that was on the verge of collapse, it was now able to accept people from the northern cities. It could be said that it had made great progress.
Although it was far inferior to the capital city, the rapid development was indeed astounding.
"Long before you, there were many Jianghu forces who came to join us. They couldn't stand the actions of the fatuous ruler.”
"The fatuous ruler is fatuous and unreasonable, causing the heavens to be angry and the people to be resentful. Your Highness is wise and divine, and the destiny is in your hands.”
"If it weren't for the fact that the people of the world are against me, I wouldn't have pointed my sword at the capital. This is too much for a fatuous ruler.”
"A good bird chooses a tree to perch on, and a good minister chooses a wise master to serve. This should be the case!”
"Very good! Remember what you said today."
"I dare not forget Your Majesty's kindness. We will take our leave first.”
The Third Prince was expressionless as he watched them leave the tent.
Calling them over was to beat them up and let them pass on their intentions.
Rebellion was not as simple as using the army. It also required the use of brains.
He used the mouths of the world to spread the fatuous incompetence of the fatuous ruler and praise his own wisdom and benevolence.
In this way, the moment he stepped into the capital and sat on the dragon throne.
Only then would it be justified and the people would submit.
He had repelled the barbarian army and broken through Yanmen Pass to build up his own momentum.
The situation was now in his favor, and the time was ripe.
In the martial world, only the strong were respected.
Yanmen Pass killed a third-grade Great Grandmaster with three slashes. He was like half a martial arts legend, which was why the martial arts world forces came to join him.
The people respected the Third Prince's wisdom and benevolence.
Only then did the northern cities come to surrender.
The Third Prince smiled as he felt the surging aura in his body.
Ever since he killed Daoist Wu Yun, his strength had become even stronger.
Now that he had reached the peak of Rank-3, he was just short of an opportunity to break through to Rank-2.
At this rate, by the time the Third Prince reached the capital, he would have already advanced to the Second Stage.
At that time, the foundation of Dali Imperial Palace would no longer be a threat.
It was a well-known fact that there were no first-grade grandmasters in Dali.
That was because the power of a first-grade grandmaster was too terrifying. One person could suppress an entire country.
If the Li Dynasty had a first-grade grandmaster, they would have already swallowed up the foreign enemies. How could they allow the foreign enemies to invade wantonly?
The Great Grandmaster who had suppressed the rebels ten years ago was probably the strongest fighting force in Dali Imperial Palace.
A Rank-2 grandmaster was at most a Rank-2 grandmaster.
"Foolish ruler, even the grandmaster can't protect you this time.”
"Master of Dali, it's time to change someone.”
The Third Prince sneered. His smile was as cold and murderous as the night.
Early the next morning, the army of the northern city was lined up outside the city gate, ready to set off at any time.
The army was lined up in two rows with a small path in the middle.
A tall horse carrying a general in white slowly approached.
The white-robed general quickly rode to the front of the army. His gaze was fixed on the south as he brandished his saber toward the sky.
"Soldiers, listen up!”
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