Chapter Seventy-Three: Return to Nanyun City

"How long will it take for the Roman Adult Army and the Roman Adult Army to finish their training?" When he was the only one left in the study again, reaching out to push away the map, Qin Feng pinched his brows, leaned back in his chair, and asked the system.

"In 10 days, in 10 days, all the troops will be fully trained." The system replied in a cold voice.

"10 days?" The time was not too long, and it happened that the army had been trained after dealing with many things in Boer Town, but now Qin Feng had a very tangled point in his heart, that is, whether to attack Fort York or not.

If it hadn't happened to the White Bear Tribe, Qin Feng wouldn't have had this idea at all. But the White Bear Tribe was defeated by the Orcs, and an unknown number of Orcs hid in the mountains, and no one knew when they would come down. It would not be good news if he attacked the town of Bull while he was leading his troops.

But Fort York had to fight, although there was a caravan of the Rose family, but the road was long and the road was not smooth, and it was impossible to rely entirely on this trade route. And Qin Feng didn't want his handle to fall into the hands of the Rose Family, he had always been very wary of the Rose Family, so Fort York had to fight.

It can only depend on luck, Qin Feng sighed, the two are offset, even if attacking Fort York will cause a great crisis to Bull Town. But even if there is no danger, this thing must be done, otherwise the thousands of displaced people and the more than 1,000 barbarians of the White Bear Tribe who have just arrived will definitely rebel when they are hungry.

South, South Cloud City.

On the wide stone avenue, a caravan walked proudly in the middle of the avenue, and the warriors of the guards craned their heads and rode on their tall and majestic horses, their faces full of disdain and pride, and even the coachmen of the horses looked at the pedestrians or other horsemen on the side of the road with disdain.

Engels sat in the carriage, leaning on the cushions, with his hands on his laps, one hand unconsciously touching the severed finger, and looking out of the car through the curtain with a calm face.

The pedestrians on the road went to the carriage to take refuge, looking at the caravan with angry eyes, but they dared not speak in anger, and the banner fluttering high let them know that it could not be offended.

As the largest city in the south, Nanyun City is located on the Nanyun River, excellent shipping conditions, convenient transportation and surplus population, making him no worse than the original capital, so after the fall of the capital, he will be selected by the emperor as the new capital.

The exiled people crowded and walked on both sides of the avenue, dragging their families with their mouths, densely packed into a long black line, leading to Nanyun City.

These are all refugees from the Northland, and they know that the south has not fled to the south after the fall, but the Nanyun River, as a natural barrier for the empire to separate the orcs, also isolates these displaced people. The empire doesn't have that many ships to transport, and even if there are so many ships, no one will do that, who cares about the knowledge of these people.

I don't know how to escape.

Engels lifted the curtains, glanced at the slow-walking refugee with yellow muscles on the side of the avenue, and after a few seconds, he shook his gaze and looked at Nanyun City looming in the distance.

As the largest city in the south and the capital of the Cash Purple Gold Empire, Nanyun City can be said to have really developed to the extreme, with towering walls that are completely 5 times as high as Boer Town, that is, almost 50 meters. It may sound a little incredible, but in this world where orcs, elven dwarves, giants, and even legendary dragons have appeared, and as a city with a long history, such walls are a must.

At the gate of the city stood two rows of soldiers in fine armor, who were indiscriminately calling out Pingming, who had entered the city, rummaging through things wantonly, and putting good things in their pockets when they saw them. The civilians dared not speak in anger, so they could only hurriedly walk into the city with their heads down. There were also dense soldiers standing on the city wall, but the lazy appearance made Engels, who had seen the appearance of the soldiers in Boer Town, frown dissatisfiedly, but as if he didn't see it, he let the guards and the guards at the gate say a few words of greeting and then drove into the city.

The soldiers standing guard were very unhappy when they saw the caravan guards riding on their horses proudly, looking up at themselves and others with a look of disdain, but this is the Rose family, do you want to die to offend him? They could only watch with envy as the guards rode into the city.

As the capital of the Purple Gold Empire today, Nanyun City is even more lively, full of traders selling goods, some selling grain, cloth, weapons, and slave traders. Most of these slaves were humans, but there were also some orcs, dwarves, elves, and other races, all of whom were locked in iron cages, and were barried over like ordinary goods.

The wide avenue was full of commoners, and there were many nobles in beautifully decorated carriages, and at first glance it seemed as if there had been no orc attack, and they didn't seem to know that the orcs were only a distance away from them.

In the past, Engels would get out of the car and chat with familiar nobles to show his status and connections. But he has been to the Northland several times and has lost this mind, and every day he sees nothing but heavy snow and corpses, and he has not yet changed when he comes back.

"Big butler, where is the master, he said that I will report to her personally when I come back." After getting out of the carriage, Engels dismissed the caravan guards and let them leave in style, and he entered the mansion. Running into the old butler of the Rose family, he asked.

"The master went to the palace to accompany the princess, you may not see her today, if there is anything urgent, you can tell me first, and I will help you tell you." The butler narrowed his eyes, looked at Engels, and said.

"Forget it." Engels cursed in his heart and waved his hand. None of the Rose family is a fuel-efficient lamp, and listening to the old guy's words, he sold it and didn't know how to sell it. This old guy has been a housekeeper in the Rose family for decades, and it doesn't just depend on ability. If you really let him bring flowers, his credit will definitely become his.

Engels did not find it strange that the master would go to the palace to marry the princess.

As the second largest family in the empire, power has always accompanied the Rose family, and as the next generation of the Rose family, it is very beneficial to have a relationship with the royal family. The owner and the princess are of the same age, they have played together since childhood, and they are real best friends. Not only did the master often go to the palace, but the princess also often came to the Rose family.

This is already something that the entire upper aristocracy knows, and it is rumored that the second prince is interested in the master, although I don't know if it's true or not, but Engels has heard this statement a lot in the past. Thinking of this, he retracted his thoughts, he didn't dare to think much about his master's private affairs, and hurriedly said a few words to the chief butler and left.