A few days later, Zhou Jingyu's injury improved greatly and he was able to move around on the ground, but it was still not appropriate to touch the wound on his left shoulder.

"What, the ancient city of Yuntong was occupied by the Huns!"

Zhou Jingyu was surprised when he heard the news that Guan Tiezhu brought back from outside. Although he had guessed that the ancient city of Yuntong might be captured by the Huns before leading his army south, he happened to meet his 30-strong army, so he was attacked at night.

But now it is confirmed that the ancient city of Yuntong was occupied by the Huns, which represented the fall of the last city in the north of the Zhou Dynasty, and the Huns army went south and invaded the hinterland of the Central Plains.

"I heard that hundreds of thousands of people in the ancient city of Yuntong were massacred and displaced, and there are refugees everywhere." Another Orion youth also said.

Zhou Jingyu, who was wearing a thick coat of animal skins, was sitting on a wooden stool in the fire with a dull expression. If the Xiongnu army was going at such an overwhelming speed, I am afraid that they would have entered the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Zhou Dynasty in the past few days. We have even captured several cities.

Just as Zhou Jingyu guessed, the Xiongnu army went south. Within two days, the million-strong army was divided into three. The three lines moved south in one fell swoop and had captured five Central Plains cities.

The Zhou Dynasty was completely shocked, and the civil and military officials and the people of the capital were panicked. Because the capital was located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, news had just been received that the city of Beiyan, three hundred miles away, had been captured by the Xiongnu army. At this speed, I am afraid that within a few days, the Xiongnu army will reach the capital.

"puff…"

"emperor…"

In the old emperor's palace, when he heard that Beiyan City had fallen, the old emperor Zhou Tianzi vomited out a mouthful of old blood. He died that night and passed the throne to the eldest prince Zhou Yi.

News of the death of the old emperor spread in the capital, and the people were even more frightened, and their families had already moved to the south.

Because the people all knew that when the Huns captured a city, they would massacre the people. Therefore, millions of people in the capital moved to the south overnight, dragging their families with them.

"Your Majesty, with the current strength of our Zhou army, we may not be able to stop the Xiongnu army."

At this moment, in the court hall, the eldest prince Zhou Yi, dressed in a dragon robe, was already sitting on the dragon chair. The body of the deceased old emperor had not yet been buried.

"Your Majesty, I suggest that in order to prevent the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty from falling into the hands of the Huns, we should move the capital south."

"What, moving the capital..."

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military officials in the court were in an uproar, but no one dared to refute, because among these officials, they had already moved their family members to the south yesterday. They all knew that with the current military strength of the Zhou Dynasty, they could not stop the Xiongnu army at all. Going south, we will be able to attack the capital in a few days.

Because now the Huns' millions of troops are divided into three groups, and their target is the capital!

"Your Majesty, I second your proposal..."

"The minister seconded the proposal..."

For a time, all the civil and military officials agreed to move the imperial capital south. Otherwise, the Great Zhou Dynasty would be destroyed once the Xiongnu army arrived.

Zhou Yi, who was sitting on the dragon throne, had a face full of pain and helplessness. Just one day after he took the throne of the Zhou Dynasty, he was forced to move the capital south. How ridiculous this is.

However, he had no choice at all. If he didn't leave, the entire Zhou Dynasty and the royal family would be trampled to death by the Huns' cavalry...

"Let's move..."

After the imperial edict was announced, the people in the capital were not too surprised and seemed to have expected it.

"mother…"

In Fang Mansion, Fang Hongye supported the eldest lady, the second lady and his sister Fang Shuqi, and sat on several carriages with the old ladies. There were two carriages behind them pulling all the belongings. Many servants also dispersed, leaving only The next four personal maids, and the pony driving the carriage.

At this time, the people in the capital had already emptied out of their buildings, and the streets were in chaos. Fang Liang was the last one to leave.

"Go back home."

Fang Liang, who had taken off his official robe, sat on the carriage and sighed. He had already lost hope for the current Zhou Dynasty.

When the old emperor named his daughter Fang Yuanxi Princess Wencheng and married the King of the Huns, Fang Liang had already made up his mind to resign and return to his hometown.Now that the Xiongnu army is moving south and the imperial capital has moved south, it is better to go back to my hometown in the south instead of serving as an official.

The family did not object, knowing that troubled times were coming soon.

It's a pity that Yuan Xi will never come back...

Snow forest, small mountain village.

Fang Yuanxi, who is temporarily living in the home of Uncle Huang in Tulangzhong, wears thick animal skin sweaters like the women of the local hunters, because these hunters basically live a self-sufficient life and rarely leave the small mountain village to go outside, even if they do. Go out to other villages to exchange for needed items, etc.

"What a pretty girl. It's a pity that she can't speak."

Looking at Fang Yuanxi who was helping Uncle Huang sort out medicinal materials in the yard, several village women passing by pointed at him.

"Yuan Xi, stop doing this and rest for a while."

Uncle Huang sat on the threshold, sorting out his medicinal materials, watching Yuan Xi working on him all afternoon, and said with a smile.

Fang Yuanxi nodded, then turned and walked into the kitchen to help cook.

Although she is the eldest lady, Fang Yuanxi often helps in the kitchen in Fang Mansion, so she is not only good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also these menial tasks.

Uncle Huang was also happy to see such a capable girl suddenly coming to the family.

At this time Zhou Jingyu came back, holding a bow and arrow, and carrying a few snow rabbits. These were the prey that he, Guan Tiezhu and the others had brought back from hunting.

Zhou Jingyu said hello to Uncle Huang at the door, took a few snow rabbits to the kitchen, looked at Fang Yuanxi who was busy, and said, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Seeing His Highness the Eighth Prince return, Fang Yuanxi smiled and shook his head slightly.

Zhou Jingyu nodded, gave her the slaughtered rabbit and then went out. He sat alone at the door with a sad look on his face. Uncle Huang next to him knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he couldn't say anything.

Soon Fang Yuanxi made dinner, and the three of them ate around the fire. Zhou Jingyu got up and went out after eating. Fang Yuanxi looked up at him and knew that Zhou Jingyu had been depressed these days because of the Xiongnu army going south.

After finishing everything, Fang Yuanxi saw that Zhou Jingyu hadn't come back yet, so he went out wearing a fox fur cloak and came to the snow forest behind the small mountain village. Sure enough, he saw Zhou Jingyu sitting on a big rock, staring blankly at the southeast. Zhou Jingyu, who was facing the direction, was thinking about something.

"Yuan Xi."

Zhou Jingyu turned to look at Fang Yuanxi who was walking over, with a forced smile on his face.

Fang Yuanxi looked at him with a sad face and said in sign language: "Your Highness is worried that the Huns will go south to attack the Central Plains?"

"Ah."

Zhou Jingyu nodded and said with a wry smile: "Perhaps the Xiongnu army has already invaded the hinterland of the Central Plains. According to the military strength of our Great Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid that we will not be able to resist the iron hoof of the Xiongnu army!"

Fang Yuanxi nodded. She didn't understand this, but she knew Zhou Jingyu's current thoughts and said in sign language: "Your Highness wants to go back?"

Zhou Jingyu looked at her and said, "Are you willing to go back to the capital with me?"

Then Fang Yuanxi hesitated. She didn't know why she had lived a particularly peaceful and happy life in the small mountain village for more than ten days. Maybe she was suitable for such a life.

But she was named Princess Wencheng and married the King of the Huns. Now she was dispersed by the Huns army before she even arrived at the ancient city of Yuntong. Fang Yuanxi actually wanted to go back because her father, aunt, and brother were all in the capital.

After a moment, Fang Yuanxi raised his head and nodded to Zhou Jingyu, expressing his willingness to go back with him.

"Okay, then we will set off back tomorrow." Zhou Jingyu was happy. If Fang Yuanxi didn't want to, he would go back himself.

Because he is the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he still cares about the country!

The next day, Fang Yuanxi and Zhou Jingyu got up early to prepare. Huang Bo and Guan Tiezhu knew that they were leaving today, so they came out to see them off.

Zhou Jingyu gave the set of armor to Guan Tiezhu and his son, and a jade pendant to Uncle Huang to express his life-saving kindness.

Finally, he rode his war horse and left the small mountain village with Fang Yuanxi, heading south towards the capital.

However, along the way, they encountered many Xiongnu troops. Looking at the people who were being escorted as slaves, Zhou Jingyu gritted his teeth, but with his own strength, he could not do anything at all, so he could only endure it and wait to prepare to return to the capital. Then lead troops to attack these Huns.

Two days later, Zhou Jingyu and Fang Yuanxi drove hundreds of miles back to Beiyan City, only to find that it had been occupied by the Huns.

Zhou Jingyu's face immediately turned pale, and his heart was shocked and trembling.

He knew that more than 300 miles south of Beiyan City was the imperial capital of the Zhou Dynasty.

Now that Beiyan City is occupied by the Xiongnu, is it still far from the imperial capital?

Suddenly Fang Yuanxi pointed to the front, where there were fleeing people. Zhou Jingyu immediately rode over, wanting to ask about the situation in the imperial capital...

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