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The continuous mountains of the valley end here, but the monsoon wind coming from the south and flowing through the valley never stops here.

They roar away from this exit all year round, and when they blow against the blue fortress, among the tall buildings, they form the song sung by the wind elves.

Yongfeng City, the largest city fortress in the Western Region, is home to millions of people.

The fortress has been expanded several times, and there are three high walls between the building groups. And outside the outermost outer wall where five knights can start running side by side, there are many villages surrounding the moat.

The villages in the fog were dilapidated and withered, and the moats were completely frozen.

The wind howled here, and people inside and outside the city did not hear the chanting, but they saw the heavy snow blown by the wind on a sunny day.

The motorcade holding the immortal torch high arrived at the city gate in such weather.

Until the guards lowered the suspension bridge (the moat had been drained, and there were many corpses in the deep ditch below) and clocked in at the gate of the outer city, they entered the 'Moon City' (a kind of 'mouth'-shaped defense built next to the city wall). area, surrounded by towers. After passing through is the Wengcheng, and after that is the city. After inspecting the grain with my own eyes, I still can't believe that someone would transport the grain here at this time.

"Lord Baron Garvey, how much grain did you say in total?" Although they had not seen each other for some years, the guard captain whom Garvey called Old Locke still recognized the powerful baron in the valley.

In fact, it wasn't just Garvey. As the leader of a sect that has been here for so many years, he can basically name all the nobles around Fengfeng City. Therefore, he recognized the three barons who came here to deliver food and the older knights around them - including the young knight next to Garvey, who also looked familiar to him - he didn't know whose descendants they were. But he should look a lot like his father or uncle.

"About fifty thousand bushels." Baron Garvey covered the oilcloth on the carriage, put on his gloves, and mounted the horse under the gaze of the guard captain. Then, he said impatiently: "Old Locke, it's quite cold today. You're not going to let the three of us stay here with you to guard the door, are you?"

Only then did Old Locke react and hurriedly called his adjutant and asked him to rush towards the city. Then he turned around and said to the three barons with a smile on his face: "My lords, this is really a timely help. As usual, when your lords come here to visit on behalf of the valley, there should be people in the city to welcome you. But. In this year, with little news, it is inevitable that everything will not be prepared - I have sent someone to deliver the news to the Duchess and the Bishop. My lords, please come with me first and come to our camp to warm yourself by the fire. "

Locke said it very nicely, but in fact, even though he knew the leaders of these people, he still did not dare to make the decision privately and let these five or six hundred people into the city casually. So he planned to place these people in Wengcheng first.

Baron Barbour, who had a hot temper, was unhappy when he heard these words: "You bastard! Have you forgotten that your nephew was sent to the Knights by me? I worked hard to get the food here, and you are just like this Sent us away?"

"Sir! What you said is serious." Looking at the grumpy bearded baron, Old Locke hurriedly explained.

"Babur, don't get angry yet." Baron Garvey stretched out his hand and calmed Babur down. Then he turned back, looked at Locke and said: "I know you have rules, and I won't make it difficult for you. Our soldiers and knights, please arrange them for me. We will go into the city first - the Duchess can't come out to greet you. Welcome?"

After hearing these words, Old Locke finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly agreed: "That makes sense, that makes sense. Sirs, I will send someone to take you to the city right now."

Afterwards, Old Locke mobilized a team of guards and asked them to notify the people in the tower to open the inner door.

However, the guards were dragging their feet, and the inner door had just been opened until the knights and soldiers were taken to the urn city by the guards and settled.

Seeing the three barons walking into the city under the leadership of two teams of guards, Locke breathed a sigh of relief. As for the twenty or so red-robed knights following the barons, he also turned a blind eye.

"The military regulations in Yongfeng City seem to be very strict." George said to Garvey after entering.

"That's not entirely true. It's just that the noise we came over today was a bit loud, so the guards were very dedicated to their duties." After hearing this, Baron Garvey approached George and replied in a low voice: "The real elites were all taken away by the Duke. Now, the people guarding here are all the men of the garrison. There is not even a sergeant major in normal times. These people are only responsible for the affairs in the city, and that guy Old Locke is greedy for money and a drinker. "

George nodded, sighed, and said nothing.

It seems that Yongfeng City should be very empty now. And the people guarding this place are not as reliable as they seem.

But this fortress can only be defended by militiamen. With the strong walls and defense system here, even if a zombie wave surrounded the place, they probably wouldn't be able to get in.

After entering the city, everyone headed directly towards the castle. And George finally saw Yongfeng City, which he had always been curious about.

From the news he had heard during this period, it can be seen that compared to the Black Pearl Valley, which was rotting from the inside, although Yongfeng City was in a disaster, there were not so many disasters and monsters. So the environment here is still pretty good, and it is a city with real order.

Not to mention that the Duke's savings here are enough to last for many years. In the territories he can control, the lords who are protected by his army often have to transfer food here.

And on this land with many connections, troops stationed, and soldiers guarding farmers to cultivate farmland and graze livestock. Not only is there a lot more food than elsewhere, but the Duke has also been controlling the population.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, he was a little disappointed.

Along the way, he hardly saw any pedestrians, and the houses he saw were all closed - many houses may not even have anyone. It was not until he passed through the second city wall that the situation got better.

There were many patrolling soldiers here, and the order in the city was still there. Although the pedestrians on the road were withered and ridiculed, they were still dressed decently. Even if there is no furry fur to wear, there are thick cotton jackets wrapped around the body.

The further you go, the more lively it is. Some merchants and stores are still open. However, from the signs hanging on the doors, you can recognize that these are the businesses of many nobles.

The number of people on the street is gradually increasing, and it seems that they are all busy.

But gradually, George discovered what they are busy with.

Those who line up in the bakery are holding things in their hands, either the last bit of household items, or the scarce and pitiful food they exchanged.

However, it is already very good to be qualified to line up in the bakery, because more people are looking around and wandering aimlessly.

Among these wandering people, the lucky ones are exhausted, as if they finally found some work today, exchanged some things from the big families, and are walking home. The unfortunate ones can only stare blankly in front of some stores.

George saw with his own eyes a woman in fur, coaxing her husband and children away, and found a rotten bone in the trash can at the door of a tavern. There were things crawling all over it, and the stench could be smelled from here.

The woman's clothes were all covered with food, and she closed her eyes to avoid seeing those things.

The tavern was very lively, with respectable people dressed in the same way coming in and out, and the smell of alcohol constantly coming out of the door, and the laughter of men and prostitutes could be heard.

"These people deserve to die." Wolpe, who was always taciturn, suddenly blurted out such a sentence with a stern face.

George shook his head and patted his back - he also saw the scene just now.

In the window on the second floor of the tavern, a group of people dressed as nobles and soldiers were drunkenly throwing the leftovers on the table out of the window.

Those who had been lingering outside the window finally waited for the time, and rushed there without any shame to grab it.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of those people below, the drunkards laughed, and some took off their pants and urinated on them. Some people turned around in the crowd with lustful eyes, and finally hooked their fingers at a little girl who didn't grab anything.

These people are the second batch of warriors who are about to go to the battlefield. They sneaked out of the barracks and carried out their last rampage in this city.

The door of the tavern opened and closed, and the windows on the second floor were closed.

The knights finally withdrew their gaze from the back of the girl who walked into the tavern. Under the lord's whispered admonition, they stepped on their heavy iron boots and continued to move forward.

Yongfeng City, the most prosperous city-state in the West, the most solid fortress is the same as before, some are busy and some are idle.

In this complex city, they spent all their strength just to survive