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The northwest earthen city, the boundless mountains isolate countless yellow sand in the north, and the northwest wind that blows for many years constantly blows the rolling dust and sand of the Death Desert, and the sky here is always gray, through the haze formed by the rolling sand, countless ants are constantly moving on the huge territory. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is an important mining area of the Empire, where countless displaced Burning Sun nationals have taken root, although there is no sunny sky here, but this is also one of the few pure lands in the Burning Sun Empire that can feed civilians, of course, if you want to live in this pure land, you also have the conditions, that is, dig enough ore from the mine to exchange for food and water to stay here.

The Northwest Earth City is located in the north of the Burning Sun Empire, and the mountains contain rich iron ore and precious metal deposits.

Countless hungry civilians in the interior were destroyed by the elemental body riot after their hometowns, uprooted from their hometowns and were recruited here, Tucheng played a pretense that there was no war here, as long as there was labor, there would be a peaceful life, and soon these tens of millions of laborers built the city under the call of Han Fatzi, a large number of abandoned crushed ore was smelted and poured, and the northwest Tucheng took ten years to complete, it was a male city on the northwest border of the Scorching Sun Empire, the thick city wall was thirty meters high, and the outside was poured with molten iron, which was indestructible.

The gate was made entirely of iron ore, and was cast in one go, with a height of 20 meters, a width of 10 meters, and a thickness of up to 3 meters. Usually it would be open to welcome the mine trucks from distant mines to return to the city, and there were dense shacks outside the city, which were the residences of the miners who worked here in the empire, and only a few animal skins and a few pieces of wood could be regarded as a dwelling, although simple but also able to withstand the invasion of wind and sand.

Every afternoon, Sergeant Tucheng would deliver hundreds of truckloads of food and water and sell them at high prices in order to deprive the miners of their hard-earned gains.

In the depths of the mountains, countless men, women, and children wore thin and shabby clothes, carrying baskets of ore and crawling out of the mine, and the overseers next to them looked at the lazy old man with a leather whip, and from time to time he would whip up, rolling up the few clothes on the old man's body, leaving a deep blood-red mark.

Many old people endured the whip of the overseer with a numb expression, dragging their old bodies step by step out of the mine, their hands had already worn out calluses, and some of the children's faces had long since lost their childishness, but matured prematurely, and the heavy bamboo baskets had already bent the spine of these children, but they were not afraid of hardship or tiredness, they were afraid of hunger.

After a busy day, the only thing that can make these people's hearts flutter is the silver coins in the hands of the treasurer. There were already several long queues in front of the storehouse, and all the people in the ranks were disgraced, and it seemed that they wanted to flee the desert more than the civilians of the Scorching Sun Empire, and compared with the soldiers who were well-dressed, red-faced, and sturdy, these people were all yellow-skinned.

There was no sound in the whole platoon except for the whirring panting, and the sergeants who maintained order on both sides put down their whips from time to time and took out the kettle from their waists to drink a few sips of water, and some of the children's shriveled lips burned a lot of blisters, and looked at the kettle with envy in their eyes, and licked their lips with their tongues from time to time, in their opinion, the water in the kettle in the sergeant's hand was so sweet and so cool.

"Two hundred catties of inferior ore, fifty catties of ore can be used after removing the gravel, and the discount is one hundred copper coins. The bookkeeper took a miner's nameplate, wrote down a few more strokes in a thick ledger, and then the man who was in charge of the payment took out a silver coin from the box and handed it to the woman who handed in the ore.

The woman took the silver coin with trembling hands, put the silver coin in her arms, and then picked up the bamboo basket again and walked in the direction of the mine again, she could also carry it a few more times, as long as she had enough silver coins, she could buy a few sweet multigrain cakes.

"One hundred catties of inferior ore, thirty catties of ore can be used to remove the crushed stone, and the discount is thirty copper coins. Old man, you have been grinding for a long time to carry such a point, what's the use of raising such a waste of yours? Give him thirty copper plates and tell him to get away" After the account was finished, he blew his beard and glared at an elderly man in front of him with disdain, and the old man resignedly took the copper plate given by the man, and once again dragged his staggering steps towards the direction of the mine.

didn't take a few steps, the whole body trembled, his footsteps staggered to the side and fell to the ground, and the basket on his back rolled out a long way. The sergeant on the side saw that he picked up the leather whip and drew it, and everyone in the whole team did not make a sound, and a pair of hateful eyes stared at the sergeant who was constantly whipping, eager to eat him alive.

"The old immortal waste, there are no idlers here in Tucheng, since I came here, I have to give me the strength to work, and I have to die a little farther, which is really unlucky. The sergeant gasped for a moment, this time gasping and scolding

The old man never got up again, he was already old and didn't eat much, and the hundred-pound ore that had been crawling hard for so long had already made him tired, how could it last in the dusty weather, coupled with the whipping, the old man finally swallowed his last breath unwillingly.

This is the earth city, the pure land of rest...

Tucheng in the northwest did not know how much wealth had been amassed by this means, and exchanged a few silver coins for hundreds of catties of ore, which could be refined to obtain fine iron ore, copper ore, and basalt ore. These ores can be sold for hundreds of times the price when they meet other countries. This is how the Northwest Tucheng drains every living creature living on this land, and many people repeat this cycle back and forth until they die.

This is not a pure land of life, this is more like a hell of life!

But no matter how hostile the millions of refugees are, there is one thing they cannot change, and if they want to live, they have to endure this kind of exploitation.

Behind the endless mountain, the hot sand is absorbing the breath of life, and the ground of the sand layer in the distance begins to shake, and pieces of ripples are marching towards the mountain in the depths of the sand layer. I saw dense fire ants and gold-eating rats constantly drilling out in the far reaches of the desert. The dense clatter of clatters and cuts continued to come from the colony of ants, and the sky over the Desert of Death was dark and black towards the mountains, and the sound of wings flapping drowned out the wind, covering the entire already dark sky.

The black clouds soon arrived on the side of the mountain and waited for the entire army of demonic beasts in the rear to continue to assemble, and dozens of clan leaders led by the air waited silently, and the beasts continued to exude rolling coercion, making the demonic beasts of the entire clan tremble.

Soon, the major races belonging to the Death Desert were assembled, and the entire side of the mountain was already a sea of demonic beasts, and the long yellow sand was long gone, which showed how huge the beast tide of the Death Desert was this time.

With the roar of countless demonic beasts behind the herd, the beast herd of the entire Death Desert began to rush towards the mountain, a dense number of huge pincer insects waved their incomparably hard giant pincers, peeling off pieces of earth and stones from the mountain, and soon countless black holes appeared on the side of the demonic beasts, and countless swarms of fire ants and rats began to pour into the cave opened by the pincer insects, and a storm was coming.

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