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After an in-depth discussion and exchange with Si Tu Xuan, Lin Feng gained a clearer and more comprehensive understanding of the current situation, national conditions, and various aspects of Jing Kingdom.
As dawn approached, Lin Feng rode a magnificent white steed, followed closely by five thousand elite cavalrymen, all marching in perfect unison as they streamed out of the Capital Garrison. The sound of hooves thundered like rolling thunder, raising clouds of dust as they raced toward Tongguan.
Beyond Tongguan lay the mysterious and unfamiliar territory of Jing Kingdom. This highlighted the crucial geographical importance of Tongguan, which served as an incredibly strong barrier, firmly safeguarding the border security of Wu Kingdom. Consequently, a significant military presence was stationed there.
The commander responsible for guarding this military stronghold was none other than Lin Zhen's younger brother, Lin Ting. Not only was he Lin Feng's Uncle Emperor, but he was also a seasoned general with numerous battle achievements.
Due to the considerable distance between the Capital Garrison and Tongguan, even with Lin Feng leading five thousand iron cavalry on a relentless journey day and night, they were still far from their destination. At that moment, Lin Feng sat in his tent, intently studying the map before him and contemplating the upcoming marching route.
Hearing a shout, he slowly lifted his head and looked toward the entrance of the tent. A weary soldier hurriedly entered, kneeling on one knee and cupping his fists in salute. "General!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly, signaling for the soldier to rise and speak. Upon closer inspection, he asked, "What brings you here in such haste?"
Taking a deep breath to steady himself, the soldier reported, "The scouts have returned with news. Near Shangfeng County, a large number of refugees have been discovered."
Lin Feng furrowed his brow at this news, a hint of confusion crossing his face. He quickly pressed further, "Where did so many refugees come from?"
The soldier promptly replied, "General, according to the scouts' report, excessive rainfall in the northern regions this year has caused severe flooding. Many farmlands have been submerged, and Lao Xing's hard-earned crops have been destroyed. This year's harvest will likely yield nothing, leading to a surge in disaster victims."
A heavy weight settled in Lin Feng's heart as he pondered: This is bad. If it were only Shangfeng County suffering from flooding, it might be manageable; however, it seems that the situation is far more serious than anticipated.
Realizing the urgency of the matter, he quickly ordered the soldier, "Hurry and send someone to investigate how many other areas are affected by disaster!"
"Yes!" The soldier acknowledged the command and swiftly exited the tent to arrange for personnel to investigate the situation.
Lin Feng understood that this issue was critical; if not addressed promptly, it could lead to civil unrest with dire consequences.
Before the situation was fully understood, he could not leave this place and had to investigate the details thoroughly, reporting back to the Emperor in Yuanjing City.
Time passed slowly, and after a while, the soldier responsible for assessing the disaster finally arrived.
"General, my subordinate has found that three or four nearby counties have suffered total crop failure, and a large number of refugees have been discovered in these areas."
Lin Feng understood the urgency of the matter. He quickly wrote a letter to be sent to Wu City.
"Your son has marched to Shangfeng County and discovered a large number of refugees. Upon investigation, it has been confirmed that the area has suffered from flooding. Your son will personally head to Shangfeng County."
Thus, he set off towards Shangfeng County.
Outside Shangfeng County, a group of ragged and weary refugees were gathered together.
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