Chapter Eighty-Four: The Empress's ...... cosplay?

"Your Highness, ahead is Spring City. ”

"We, do we really want to go in?"

Stopped, to be a city that exuded a little ancient and desolate atmosphere, and appeared in front of Zhou Zheng and the others.

It's just that at this time, Hao Wang, Gong Tan and others didn't have too much excitement on their faces, but were worried.

They all knew the warning of the man in black, but Zhou Zheng insisted on entering it.

Along the way, although Zhou Zheng said that the means he showed were quite good, even Gong Tan admired it, but the situation was different at this time, and the danger hidden in this spring city was far beyond what other cities could compare.

Even if Gong Tan has been in the imperial capital, he also knows a thing or two about Quancheng.

This city is located in the northern section of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the distance from the Great Yuan and Great Xia Kingdoms is not far away, showing a certain triangular trend.

In addition, there are deep mountains and old forests in a radius of 100 miles around, and there are 200 miles away from the nearest cities, so Quancheng seems to be scrupulous.

But it is such a city, but the surrounding terrain is quite flat and vulnerable to invasion.

During the war, the imperial court's control over Quancheng was extremely low, and in recent years, because the Great Xia Kingdom was about to move, and the Great Yuan Dynasty was also eyeing it, the imperial court concentrated its main forces on the more northern border to defend against the invasion.

There were almost no extra troops to defend the city.

Therefore, thieves are rampant, caravans are restless, and even some of the most vicious people are invading.

Although the entire Spring City is not purgatory, the chaos in it is beyond imagination.

Even though Quancheng was still nominally under the control of the imperial court at this time, the actual control power of the imperial court was not strong.

In Quancheng, the forces are intertwined, and the folk customs are fierce, and the practice of martial arts prevails.

Therefore, even the guards in the Spring City in the past generations have to follow a lot of rules here, and they don't dare to come easily.

"Now that everyone is tired all the way, and then go around hundreds of miles, do you think everyone can hold on?"

Zhou Zheng looked up at the city wall not far away, and the corners of his mouth were a little dry.

In order to make it easier for everyone to hurry, Zhou Zheng had already given up the carriage and rode forward with everyone.

Despite this, the continuous rush and the current supply are getting less and less, and the mood of the people behind him is also a lot lower, Zhou Zheng can feel that everyone is a strong fighting spirit, like the end of a strong crossbow, obviously unable to bear it.

Therefore, entering Quancheng is a way for Zhou Zheng to have no choice.

Zhou Zheng's words made everyone fall into deep thought.

If you don't enter, your body won't allow it.