After Ling Luo arrived in Fengcheng, the soldiers in Syracuse began to recover some morale, and the original turbulent military spirit finally stabilized, but Ling Luo did not put his mind on this, but put all his energy on appeasing the people's hearts.

Ling Luo didn't know much about the topography of Fengcheng, so she asked Yu Lie, who had grown up here since she was a child, to lead the way for her, and the young man who was half a head shorter than Ling Luo had been following her all the time, watching Ling Luo apologize to every city citizen.

Although Yu Lie didn't say a word from beginning to end, Ling Luo's performance all fell into his eyes, to be honest, Yu Lie's heart was very shocked, because Ling Luo was different from the king he imagined.

Ling Luo didn't wear a gorgeous robe, let alone use the title of queen to put pressure on anyone, she just bent down sincerely like the most ordinary person, facing everyone who was hurt in this war, dignity or something seemed to be not important at all at this moment, she just wanted to do her best to comfort these people who had lost their original lives because of her mistake.

How many times have people spoken ill of Ling Luo, or directly thrown on the leaves and eggs or something, Yu Lie felt unbearable for a young man in the market, but Ling Luo, as the lord of a country, did not dodge at all, she secretly waved her hand to stop Yu Lie who wanted to come forward, and then straightened her spine and silently endured all this.

Yu Lie didn't understand what Ling Luo's insistence was for, but there was an inexplicable emotion growing in his heart, and his eyes towards Ling Luo became brighter and deeper, and his attitude towards her gradually changed from indifference and alienation at the beginning to gentle and harmonious.

By visiting the people in the city day and night, door to door, Ling Luo, who had experienced countless beatings, scoldings and humiliations, finally moved these people who were heartbroken by the previous Syracuse soldiers with his sincerity, and regained the support and trust of the people.

Fengcheng, which was originally chaotic and scattered, was twisted into a rope by the belief called Steadfast, and all the old and young, women and children, as well as young and strong, trained together with the remaining Syracuse soldiers, and were bound to work together to protect their homeland.

When Ling Luo sent Canglan to the border region, she thought that the enemy was easy to deal with, so the number of troops was not much compared to Jinyu, and now that half of the number of people is missing, there is no shortage of chances, she can only do her best to gather all the liliang in Fengcheng, only in this way, they can rely on the unity of the mood to strengthen the liliang, in order to defend their territory and territory.

Fengcheng has always been a small city that has no quarrel with the world, and most of the people in the city do not understand force, but after Ling Luo's impassioned statement mobilized everyone's enthusiasm, whether it was a scholar who was powerless to tie chickens, or a sister-in-law who only knew how to feed chickens and clean, they all ignited a liliang from their hearts, and they were willing to follow Ling Luo to defend their home and country.

Ling Luo was clearly not wearing armor, just doing the simplest women's clothes, with long green silk hair tied with strips of cloth, but the charm and light exuded from her body were like the sun in the sky, which made people unable to look directly, and she just wanted to follow it with all her enthusiasm.

The people of Fengcheng called Ling Luo a natural king, but Ling Luo didn't feel that she was a natural king, she only knew that she couldn't watch the people suffer and torture from place to place, and her kingly spirit was all because she wanted to protect her precious things.