Xie Nanxiao's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "Commander, aren't we going to pursue them?"
The current Quzhao soldiers have no morale, making it the best time to hunt them down.
Zhou Sui looked at the routed, armor-discarding Quzhao soldiers and shook his head: "Things turn into their opposites when pushed to the extreme."
No matter how much they scurry away like rats, there are still over eight thousand soldiers. If a blade is pressed to their necks, they will fight back.
Gefeng City currently only has over 800 soldiers, while the rest have been assigned to the mining areas and brick kilns.
Leaving the city would still be too risky for them.
Moreover, looking at the dust billowing below the city walls and the Quzhao soldiers fleeing in utter panic, he smiled.
Since it was divine punishment, today was the home ground of divine punishment, and they wouldn't steal the spotlight.
He believed that after today, if Quzhao wanted to attack their Gefeng again, they would have to carefully weigh the consequences.
Jiang Jin held her binoculars, watching the fleeing Quzhao soldiers and the equipment dropped all over the ground, her cold expression relaxing slightly.
This was an effect she hadn't anticipated; she had underestimated the power of the 'divine punishment from ghosts and gods', but this was fine too. The Quzhao people probably wouldn't dare come to Gefeng again anytime soon.
She put the sniper rifle and binoculars into her spatial storage and slowly climbed down the vines.
When she returned to Gefeng, Dong Si was just about to come out to look for her.
Seeing her return safely, Dong Si was incredibly excited: "My Lord, you've returned?"
Jiang Jin jokingly teased: "There should be a lot of equipment to pick up at the city gate right now, why didn't you go?"
Dong Si smiled shyly: "I'm not interested in those."
He was only interested in looting corpses; finding valuables on enemies gave him a great sense of accomplishment.
As the two talked, they arrived at the South Gate. At this time, the South Gate was wide open.
The commoners at the city gate still hadn't quite reacted. They thought they were bound to die today, never expecting that a punishment would fall from the sky and directly kill the Quzhao general.
They looked at the Quzhao people who had already run out of sight, and the hundreds of soldiers coming out of Gefeng City to help untie them.
An old woman, whose ropes had just been cut, knelt on the ground and bowed towards Gefeng City: "Heaven bless the Great Han, Heaven bless the Yan Kingdom, Heaven bless Gefeng, the heavens have opened their eyes!"
Saying this, she wailed loudly, crying like a child despite her deeply wrinkled face, as if a bullied child was pouring out her grievances to the elders in her family.
At this moment, their long-anxious hearts settled down; they, the Han people, had not been abandoned by the heavens.
The others also knelt down and kowtowed continuously, their faces covered in tears.
Zhou Sui didn't stop them. If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, he would have wanted to kneel and bow too.
Heaven bless the Great Han, Heaven bless the Yan Kingdom, for sending them the Lord who saves the common people, Princess Jinyang!
Looking at the devout commoners and excited soldiers, he only felt his throat tighten, but there was a smile in his eyes.
"How is it?" Jiang Jin and Dong Si walked over at this time.
Zhou Sui hurriedly bowed: "My Lord, how should we settle these people? By the way, there are two women who are seriously injured, I have already had them carried into the city for treatment."
Jiang Jin nodded. She looked around at the kneeling commoners and spoke loudly: "You all get up first."
The old woman wiped her tears, and supported by a strong young man, she stood up shakily and bowed to Jiang Jin: "You are?"
Jiang Jin smiled: "Gefeng City is mine now."
The commoners were astonished. They never expected that Gefeng City would actually be in the hands of a woman.
They looked at each other in dismay, and soon all knelt down again: "Thank you, Noble Lady, for saving our lives."
They were simple farmers and didn't know how to address Jiang Jin, but calling her Noble Lady was never wrong.
Jiang Jin said: "Get up and speak, where are you from?"
The commoners kowtowed before supporting each other to stand up.
The old woman wiped away her tears again: "We are from Zhoucheng County, Donghu Commandery. We originally wanted to go south to make a living, but we didn't expect to be caught by the Quzhao people."
Saying this, she shed tears again: "Quzhao also killed many of our villagers, wuwu, these damn barbarian Tartars!"
The others also sobbed along.
When their emotions calmed down a bit, Jiang Jin asked: "Are you all from the same village? Do you all know each other?"
The old woman nodded: "We are from the same village. We used to be a big village, but now, sigh."
Jiang Jin asked again: "Look around and see if you all know each other, to make sure there are no Quzhao people mixed in."
This was entirely possible; the methods of spy infiltration were diverse and impossible to guard against.
The commoners were startled by her words and hurriedly looked around.
After confirming, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were all villagers and no outsiders had mixed in.
The old woman's tone was somewhat hesitant as she asked: "Noble Lady, can we enter the city? We are all good citizens and can do any kind of work."
The commoners all looked at Jiang Jin with burning eyes, filled with hope and a trace of nervousness, afraid that Jiang Jin wouldn't want them. This was a city blessed by heaven!
Jiang Jin agreed without hesitation: "You can, but you must have household registration documents, we need to register you."
The commoners cheered, and many people's eyes turned red as they knelt and bowed to Jiang Jin again.
They had finally found a place to settle down, no longer having to live in constant fear.
Someone had a hesitant expression, but finally asked: "Can I go back to find my mother's corpse? She ran slowly and was..."
Saying this, he covered his face and wept, for his dead relative and out of guilt for not dying along with her.
Jiang Jin sighed inwardly: "Alright, return to the city first to register your household, and then I will send a squad of soldiers to follow you out."
The Quzhao army had just left not long ago, and she was worried they might run into them. No matter how much they fled in panic, there were still over eight thousand of them, and she didn't want to serve her people up on a platter.
Under the soldiers' maintenance of order, the Zhoucheng commoners quickly entered the city and arrived at the entrance of the county magistrate's office. Luo Qingci, Feng Qingzhu, and a few others had the commoners line up and began to register their information.
Meanwhile, Dong Si and Xie Nanxiao directed the soldiers to move the equipment discarded by the Quzhao army back into the city.
Although the entrance to the barbican was very small, in fact, commoners or soldiers entering the city did not need to pass through the barbican. After entering from the city gate, there were wide passages on both the left and right sides.
It was just that during combat, the heavy wooden doors of the passages on both sides were closed.
As soon as the household registration information of the Zhoucheng commoners was compiled, Yao Ji led a squad of men to take them out of the city, helping them look for their relatives' corpses and dropped luggage.
Inside the county magistrate's office, Luo Qingci was reporting to Jiang Jin: "There are a total of 427 commoners from Zhoucheng. I looked at their household registrations, and they are indeed from the same village. We have also verified them, and there are no problems."
Luo Qingci remembered something else and smiled: "These people are also really honest. I told them the rules of our city, and they immediately signed up to work."
Jiang Jin was truly satisfied with her efficiency; before the people had even settled in, work had already been arranged.
Looking at the information in her hand, with these 400-plus people, Gefeng City's population had broken the 5,000 mark.
The residential area needed to be expedited, otherwise the barracks really wouldn't be able to fit them all.
Luo Qingci thought for a moment and asked: "My Lord, are we still going to recruit soldiers?"
