After a brief conversation with King Lionheart, they never met again, but the next morning, the housekeeper of Corsolo personally came to inform Xia Zuo and the others that they could leave the city.

No one came to see Xia Zuo off, because the few acquaintances Xia Zuo had here had already started their military careers.

The way back to the city was not anxious, and after walking for more than two months, they once again passed through the Teke Grand Canyon of the God of War Mountains, walked through the territory of Lionheart City and the grassland of the Centaurs, and finally walked to the Black Earth Wasteland, the gathering place of the Munk Clan, and then walked for more than ten days, it was Dallasman, the closest Munk city to the Gravel Wasteland.

The closer to the gravel wasteland, the more Xia Zuoxin collapsed, and there was a feeling of being away from home for a long time.

The group did not stop at Dallasman, but walked into the wasteland, and when a behemoth slowly rose on the barren horizon, Xia Zuo couldn't help but be slightly sluggish, "How is it possible?

Bigule laughed, "Hey, hey, boss, when you weren't there, the progress of the project didn't slow down at all, knowing that you were coming back, we rushed to work for days and finally built the city!"

The pitch-black city wall is twenty miles long and wide, so it seems that the three-hundred-foot city wall is not very high, but every other mile on the dark city wall, there will be a five-hundred-foot-high watchtower, like a sharp sword into the sky, and the warriors of the Munk tribe can be vaguely seen standing in the wind, looking around vigilantly.

"Daddy said he made a slight change to your original design. Now such a city could easily accommodate two million people. Mira also smiled at Xia Zuo's explanation, "And most of the Middle Mank people in the wasteland have already gathered in the city, and your lordship is now the lord of 100,000 people!"

Xia Zuo sighed and shook his head, "This is a city, it's simply a fortress of war!" Although the nascent city in front of him is not as magnificent as Lionheart City, let alone the city of the God of War, it completely belongs to him.

Two huge towering gates had opened in each direction of the city, and eight wide roads had been opened in all directions, and the news of the trade of the Gravel Wasteland had clearly spread, and countless convoys full of goods were rushing back and forth on the roads, and these merchants who asked about the smell of gold coins were seizing every minute of their own time to deliver more goods.

"Roar" two joyful Youyang roars. In the distance, you can see the castle on the horizon in the distance. Two phantoms, one red and one white, flew out of the city wall of more than 200 feet at a rapid pace, and a few flashes had already reached everyone's eyes.

Gollum and Alice, whose faces have changed drastically, rush to the scene happily. Gollum rushing ahead. Although you can still see what it used to be. But a sound of crimson hair fluttered in the vicious wind, like a scarlet blood flame that burned the plain.

Alice, on the other hand, is the exact opposite, with smooth hair without a trace of impurities. Like a snow lotus, the dust is moving, although the body shape has not changed, but the breath of the two fierce beasts is clearly displayed at the silver level.

"After Uncle Muchamu came back, the two of them got the most benefits, and most of the fierce beasts that were hunted almost every time were eaten by the two of them!" Looking at Xia Zuo's puzzled gaze, Mira pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and at the same time, a little under her feet, flying in the air, red hair flying, like a fairy, flew down on Alice's back.

Xia Zuo's figure also flashed away, and suddenly appeared on Gollum's back quickly and abruptly, so fast that Gollum didn't feel the slightest, until the palm that made its soul tremble patted slightly on the back of its neck, and then it realized that Xia Zuo had reached his back, jumping in place excitedly.

At the sound of desolate trumpets, blood flags were unfurled, and a large number of Campas warriors in brand-new heavy armor lined up in neat rows from the passages on both sides of the gate.

The faces of the inhabitants and the soldiers alike were full of excitement, most of whom had never seen the lord of the Gravel Wastes before.

As the convoy approached, Gollum's heavy footsteps seemed to be on the heart every time, and the huge blood-colored figure like a hill, taking advantage of Xia Zuo on the back of the tiger to become more and more tall and solemn, both the Campas and the human merchants who were waiting around couldn't help but bow their heads.

"Welcome back to the city, Lord Lord!" the solemn Kampas warriors reverently raised their blades, and formed the most sincere sword forest welcome procession among the crossed spears.

"Welcome back, my lord!" Old Griffin and Mu Chamu stood side by side at the front of the line, their old eyes glistening with a faint splash, after all, Xia Zuo was separated to cover them, if there was really an irreparable accident, then this pair of old men really didn't know what kind of crazy thing they would do.

Bouman, who was getting thinner and thinner, was neatly tidy and had a faint smile on his face, and if it weren't for the tears in his eyes, Xia Zuo would almost have thought that he was seeing the old fox of Corsolon.

The little orc Kabu stood behind several people, and he should no longer be called small, with a dark green body with coiled muscles, which was enough to rise above Muchamu's two heads, and the old Griffin stood next to him, playing like a slender goblin.

The mouth is like a half-orc, bursting out of two sharp fangs, but the body is full of dark purple lines that only ogres can have, and he is carrying a black iron mace the size of a man on his shoulder, which is just normal combat power, and the rolling vicious aura is also exposed, and the breath of his body is not far from Mira, and he has reached the stage of a black iron fighter who has begun to condense attributes.

Beside Kabu, there was a person who Xia Zuo did not expect, Delong's huge size was not much smaller than Kabu, majestic and majestic, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

"Teacher Griffin, Teacher Muchamu, thank you for everything you have done here!" Xia Zuo flew down, and bowed to the two tired old men with sincere gratitude, in less than half a year, from a barren to a majestic giant city, Xia Zuo couldn't imagine how much the two of them had paid for this "Brother Delong, welcome back!"

"I'm going to thank you for taking me in, a homeless man!haha!" Delon said with a laugh, and there were many leaders around him who did not have the City of the God of War, and they immediately surrounded him, talking happily about how much he missed Xia Zuo, and even Kabu rushed in with a smile, and Ula Ula shouted a few times.

"Okay, okay! So many people are watching, look at what you all look like, don't go here thank you anymore! Hurry into the city, see the city that belongs to you!" Mu Chamu patted Xia Zuo's shoulder excitedly, and a cold and cold force rushed into Xia Zuo's body.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but stagger, but Mu Chamu actually staggered backwards, and couldn't help but praise in surprise, "Okay! Stinky boy, I don't believe that Meng Ge sent me a message, your strength has really reached this point, hurry up! Go into the city and tell me what happened to you after we separated." ”

In the cheers of his subjects, Mu Chamu couldn't wait to pull Xia Zuo into the city gate, the buildings on both sides of the street were not quite the same as the old griffin that Xia Zuo wanted to build, there was not much splendor, and everywhere that caught the eye were the most simple and common ordinary stone buildings, about five or six floors, and the only decoration was also a more or less positive column, with simple patterns on the columns, and a large semicircular or triangular vault on top.

Occasionally, there are a few buildings that are obviously taller, all of which maintain the same style, except that the frontal vaults are marked with some decorations such as scales, swords, armor, etc.

The wide road is neatly paved with huge black square bricks, enough to accommodate twenty horses walking side by side on both sides of the road, digging a nullah more than three feet wide, and flowing clear water to support the use of the whole city.

The nullah is flanked by green shrubs that are not bright but vigorous, and these green belts that extend along the road completely separate the sidewalks from the carriages, and many vendors push simple wooden carts, on which brightly colored melons and fruits are cut into square spires, wantonly filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

The castle in the center of the city is more than twice as tall as all the buildings, and the simple and heavy architectural style remains the same as the whole city, the only difference is only a few square minarets, watchtowers, bell towers, etc.

"How's it going, boy? Are you happy with the city?" said old Griffin, walking into the contracting hall, his head held high triumphantly.

"Very good! Very good!" Xia Zuo rarely did not pour cold water on the old Griffin, like a child who had to hit a favorite toy, looked around, and finally excitedly took the old Griffin's hand and smiled, "Old man, you seem to know magic!"

Xia Zuo's surprise made everyone burst into laughter.

As the chief manager of the city, Buman succinctly reported to Xia Zuo on the current situation of the city, the population of residents, daily expenses and income, and of course, the armaments that Xia Zuo was most concerned about.

10,000 Munk heavy infantry, 2,000 centaur archer rangers, and 2,000 Boer minotaur heavy infantry, all of which were elite armed and trained by Muchamu himself, were definitely a large force among the various lords of Campas.

"Okay!Bushman, let's talk about these things slowly, the boss is finally back today, and this banquet has been prepared for a long time!" and after Boomman's brief report, Marcus couldn't wait to shout and heckle with his characteristic loud voice.

A large crowd of Campas who were also impatient shouted in unison, cheering for their lord who had finally returned, and the cheers spread throughout the city at a great speed, as if they were spreading wantonly over the newborn city. (To be continued......)