After meeting Huang Han, the commander of the Taiping Army, for the first time, George Mars, the hereditary earl of St. George's Kingdom of Britain, made a deep impression on the first Taiping high-ranking person he had met.

The elite of the feudal aristocracy did not force his anger and reprimanded the invasion of the Taiping army; There is no self-pity and self-pity, and he asks for better treatment in front of Huang Han.

Instead, they met, and as soon as they took the initiative to salute, they asked Huang Han if there was any possibility of selling these weapons used by the Taiping Society, especially the giant beast airship suspended in the sky.

There is no doubt that Huang Han at that time did not have the authority to tell the earl the answer at the first time, but after this short meeting, he reflected the earl's thoughts in detail to the center of the Taiping Society, which caused extensive discussion among the high-level leaders of the Taiping Society.

In the end, it was Hong Tiangui who decided to meet this extraordinary-looking feudal aristocrat in person.

The Taiping Society will always have to do international trade in the future, and if this nobleman can see the powerful strength of the Taiping Society with his own eyes, he can become a bridge between the Taiping Society and the outside world, so as to avoid the contempt of some countries in the Old Continent who do not know the power of the Taiping Society, it is also a very good thing.

So, on June 30, 1858, at the invitation of Hong Tiangui, the president of the Taiping Society, Taiping Chengsai welcomed a special guest.

After nearly half a month of comfortable but largely isolated confinement, the former governor of the colony of Naga, Count George Mars, did not know that he was about to become the first Western feudal nobleman to step into this future Taiping holy land, and was personally received by the great helmsman of the later Taiping movement.

He got out of a small transport airship, and after sorting out his hair, which had been a little disheveled from the shock of watching the scene in the clouds in the sky, he strode into the noble carriage that the Taiping Society had prepared for him, parked under the civilian airship lift platform next to the main road outside the Taiping City, and captured from the occupied city of Vancouver.

Da! Da! Da!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of horses' hooves ringing in the ears.

Count George Mars slapped his hand on his chest to calm his nerves, then pulled back the curtains on both sides of the carriage and looked out.

The Earl was naturally very curious about the strange forces that had defeated him and annexed the entire land of Naga, and he observed everything outside with his eyes, trying to obtain more information about this powerful city as much as possible.

As a result, the first impression surprised him!

Clean, unbeatably clean!

Although it cannot be said that the dust is not stained in the slightest, after all, in this era, it is unrealistic to make such a request.

But at least from the eyes of Count Georges Mars, the city's roads, the public facilities on both sides of the road, are a far cry from the dirty, messy, sewage-ridden fog of St. George's capital, which seems to be forever shrouded in a fog.

In the foggy capital, and except for a few neighborhoods occupied by the wealthy, most urban areas are still in a stage where there are no public toilets, feces and urine are rampant, and garbage is full of garbage.

Compared to the road of this mysterious power city, almost every other distance, there is a scene of a garbage can, which makes the count have to feel a little ashamed.

The Earl was even keenly aware of a cleaner from the Taiping Fortress using the garbage cans when he entered the intersection of a road.

The bins, which usually have two spouts, have a foot pedal underneath that, when stepped on by a cleaner, opens the lid and contains a layer of quicklime for disinfection.

Thanks to the carriage in which the Earl was riding, which was supposed to be forbidden to enter the city, the pedestrians on the street raised their heads and looked curiously at this carriage that was "exceptional" in the city.

Count Georges Mars noticed that the pedestrians looked red-faced, very good-looking, and well-nourished.

Although the cloth of the clothes worn by most of them was not very good in the eyes of the Earl, it was still clean and neat, far exceeding the ordinary St. George burghers in the foggy capital.

He finally found a few patched clothes among the pedestrians, but they were also patches made of cloth of the same texture and color, and he couldn't see them at all if he didn't look carefully, and some of the patches were too symmetrical because of their position, and he wondered if they were deliberately embellished decorations.

Most of these pedestrians were very young, and many of them rode strange vehicles on two wheels, moving quickly but orderly on both sides of the road.

The buildings on both sides of the road are very tall, and the houses are square, without the style and ornamentation characteristic of Obarro's classical architecture.

A large red cloth with a red strip written on it made the Count always feel a little familiar with the square text, made of slogans, is the most common scenery in this mysterious city.

In every block where the Count's carriage passed, there was a tall and upright civil airport lift that was planned out of steel bars to land small cargo airships.

Cigar-shaped cargo airships, which look very fantastic in the earl, are the size of more than half a Dongfeng truck before Hong Tiangui crosses, painted with various eye-catching paints, and rise and fall from the steel bars of the lifting platform to the outside world from time to time.

They are interspersed between the boxy buildings of the city, giving the Earl a strange beauty.

Of course, what surprised Count Georges Mars even more was that after the carriage he was sitting in entered the city, it had already traveled a dozen streets and turned five or six turns, but he did not find a single beggar belonging to the city!

Not only that, but he didn't find any call girls standing on the street where the carriage passed through very dense crowds, and there were no low-ranking city officials who were common in the fog and reprimanded the citizens with arrogance.

In this city of unknown forces, there is an air of ordinary and egalitarian that Count George Mars feels very uncomfortable, which should not exist in his worldview.

However, before Count Georges Mars could observe any more, the carriage in which he was riding turned the last corner.

A central square of the town, as beautiful as a garden, appeared in the Count's eyes.

Behind the square with many green plants is a huge building with a striking round red roof and an elliptical column, which was rebuilt from the former conference building this year and used as a collective office by the high-rise of the Taiping Society.

The carriage drove the Count to the side of the central building, in front of a long corridor, of course, the current Count Mars, and he didn't know the square words on the plaque in front of the corridor that read "Taiping Society History Corridor".

Since it has been decided to exchange and even develop trade in the future, the top level of the Taiping Society headed by Hong Tiangui has no idea of hiding it at present.

Of course, Hong Tiangui himself didn't have the heart to solve a lot of doubts in the heart of this feudal nobleman.

Therefore, he first asked Count Mars to visit the "Historical Corridor", one of the most important collective ideological education bases of the Taiping Society, before the meeting, so as to deepen the knowledge and understanding of the Taiping Society by both sides, or mainly Count Mars.

"Hello, Mr. George Mars!"

The Count was greeted by a short-haired young man with a little bit of manners, dressed in a dark blue tunic and holding a pen in his breast pocket.

"I'm Zhou Liren, the receptionist of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Taiping Society."

The young man's St. George's language was very authentic, which made the earl very comfortable to listen to in this strange place.

"First of all, on behalf of Comrade Hong Tiangui, President of the Taiping Association, I would like to welcome you."

"Let me first introduce you to the history of our Taiping Society!"

There was no complicated way of greeting Count George Mars imagined, and the young man's words went straight to the point, he turned sideways, gestured to the earl with his hand etiquette, and then decisively led the earl directly into the historical corridor in a fresh and dry style that was basically not found in this era······