Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The wealthy families made up the minority in the Central Plains. The vast majority of families had only a single house, and having them dismantle their homes to use for charcoal would be difficult to accept for most of the people. But now that the cold wave had descended, even if it was difficult to mentally accept, it had to be done.
"In addition, Qiqin, I must trouble you to coordinate with the Bureau of Revenue on this matter. Although the Imperial Court has accumulated a large amount of food, and Wang Chong set up many granaries across the realm, the Central Plains has millions of people, and the amount of food they consume each day is significant. No matter how much food we have, without a source of replenishment, the food will eventually run out," King Song firmly said.
The arrival of this bitter cold, the Great Ice Age that Wang Chong had spoken of, meant that planting crops was no longer possible. Moreover, nobody knew how long this Great Ice Age would last. But it seemed likely that this bitterly cold weather would last for a very long time.
And if it was really as Wang Chong had said, then they needed to be ready for this Great Ice Age to last for a very, very long time.
Through the reigns of Gaozu, Taizong, and all the way until the ascension of the new Emperor, the Great Tang had prospered and flourished, possessing a stockpile of resources that no other country could match. But in the current circumstances, even the Great Tang would find it hard to last a year.
Even the most prosperous country with a foundation that had been built over many decades could be utterly annihilated in the space of a few years.
King Song had studied history and was keenly aware of this fact.
Xu Qiqin bowed and said, "Your Highness does not need to be concerned. Qiqin will do her utmost."
"In addition, get in touch with Wang Chong on the front line. If possible, I want to save resources so we can maintain the supply line to the front line. No matter what, we have to win this war!"
King Son
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