Noble status is the best pass to the orc kingdom.

Chang Hao deeply understood this during his journey.

Every nobleman has his own unique medal, Chang Hao pinned a lord's medal issued by the council on behalf of his viscount status on his chest, which is engraved with the unique sea of grass and sky in the northern provinces, the medal is golden and bright, and it can blind people's eyes.

It's just that when this medal was sent to Chang Hao, the fineness of the pattern on it was really not flattering, and Chang Hao didn't even look at it, so he threw it to Yan Qi and asked him to recast it.

Transportation within the kingdom is largely dependent on animal carts, ranging from the slowest and cheapest inferior carriages to the fastest and most expensive wind-riding carts. Chang Hao, in line with the most important principle outside, generously packed three or two wind-riding beast cars, one for himself, one for Panta and Herbert, and one for Platinum and Anna.

The merchant house that rented out the wind-riding beast cart saw that it was a nobleman who came to the door, for fear that there would be poor hospitality on the road, and the branch owner strongly stated that he would personally drive the beast cart to send them to the royal capital.

As they got closer to the central provinces, the climate gradually changed from dry and cold in the north to warm and humid, and it was indeed a good place for nobles to retire and settle.

The territory of the Orc Kingdom is still very vast, Chang Hao roughly estimated, about the same as the land area of 2 million square kilometers in Mexico. This vast 2 million square kilometers of land is home to only about 60 million orcs, and the population density is sparse, and there are almost no people anywhere except for towns and villages.

The speed of the wind-stepping beast car is really worthy of its reputation, and the boss of the erection beast car is also skilled, and he hardly stopped along the way except for night rest, Chang Hao and they finally got their wish, and arrived outside the royal capital Pompeii in the early morning of the day of the meeting.

Chang Hao, dressed as an aristocratic person, lifted the roller shutter of the carriage and watched the royal capital Pompeii in the distance in the morning light like a sleeping giant beast across his entire field of vision.

The height of the walls of the royal capital of Pompeii is somewhat unbelievable, with a height of 50 meters, and the materials used for the base of the city wall are also thick, and you can even use "li" as a unit of measurement for the length of the base. Judging from the dry dark brown blood stains on the masonry surface of the city walls, it is clear that the city has been baptized by war.

The city was full of sculptural warriors, and the corner towers and arrow towers were formed into independent crossfire units every few tens of meters, and each arrow tower had a hideous-looking sickle-bladed ballista, coldly surveying the crowd in front of the city gate.

The Sickle's firing strings are made from the strong hamstrings of prehistoric giant fleas, and can easily fire high-speed spinning scythes the size of millstones, which can crumble everything in sight into a ground of flesh, a nightmare for all hoplites.

These intricate sickle-bladed ballistas are not contemporary, each of them is a historical witness to the Great War on land and sea. These war machines invented by the hill dwarves at that time dealt a heavy blow to the Sea Clan, and later remained in the territory of the orc kingdom for various reasons, becoming a deterrent weapon for the head of the royal capital.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, local conflicts often broke out between orcs and humans, and the human crusade marched to Pompeii, and the crusade wanted to take the capital of the orc kingdom in one fell swoop with its sophisticated equipment, but defeated Pompeii under the fire net of dozens of sickle-bladed ballistas. If it weren't for the fact that several high-level magicians accompanying the army smashed half of the sickle-bladed ballista with a dense rain of meteor fire, the Cross Expeditionary Force of the Human Empire would probably have to cancel its number after returning home.

Chang Hao generously paid the coachman boss double the salary, not only because the boss's skills were excellent, but because Herbert and Panta almost crushed the wind-pulling beast along the way. If it weren't for the fact that these two goods were too heavy, they would have arrived a day earlier.

Sending off the driving boss who had been chanting "Thank you, kind aristocratic lord", Chang Hao dressed up his valuable aristocratic outfit and prepared to enter the city.

There is a noble passage at the gate of Pompeii, and the soldiers guarding the passage see not a hundred but eighty noble lords every day, and they have long been accustomed to it. But when they saw Herbert and Panta, who were not much larger than the mammoths, swaggering over, they still subconsciously breathed heavily, and then looked at the young nobleman who was only a viscount walking in the front, and their eyes couldn't help but have a little awe in their eyes.

The orc kingdom has always been martial, and whoever has the big fist and the meritorious person can get enough respect. Look at Herbert and Panta, two muscular hunk men, even if the one walking in front of them is a deflated three, he has to squeeze out a smile on his face.

One of the leading werewolf officers registered the identity of the group, and he cautiously asked, "May I ask your lordship for the Winter Operations Conference?"

"Not bad. Chang Hao nodded.

"Then please wait here for a while, and I will arrange for the beast cart to take you to the Babylon Palace, where the meeting is located. The werewolf officer gave a military salute.

"Is the Palace of Babylon far from here?" Chang Hao looked into the city, Pompeii was different from small cities like Lonia and Kotaav, from the main road from the city gate to the center of the city, as well as on both sides, it was divided into administrative districts.

"It's not very far, but there are still about two kilometers, and it will be very fast to take the beast car, please rest assured, it will definitely not delay your trip." The werewolf officer glanced at his men, and soon several richly decorated beast carts neighed at him.

"Don't worry, is there any place where you can have morning tea?" After running around for more than half a month, he didn't want to go to the meeting with an empty stomach.

When it came to eating, Herbert and Panta's eyes lit up, although Platinum didn't say anything, but she took the initiative to take on the vigilance along the way, sleeping in the open air, and having the opportunity to taste the food of the royal capital is also good. As for Anna, it doesn't matter, because of her affiliation with the temple, she used to run to the royal capital.

"Uh... On the other side of the business district, there are a few good morning tea shops. The werewolf officer was obviously asked this for the first time by a foreign nobleman, and he was a little stunned for a while, but he quickly reacted. Officers like them living in the royal capital not only have high salaries and good treatment, but also have a colorful life after work.

"Then let the beast cart take us to morning tea first, and then to the Palace of Babylon. Before Chang Hao's words fell, the two foolish guards had already squeezed into the beast cart one step ahead of him.

The axles of the beast cart immediately let out an overwhelmed wail.

The beast cart carrying the Lord of Guangguang Ye and his party quickly arrived at the Wangdu business district, and after learning that there was a noble sacrifice among them, the werewolf officer hurriedly sent an additional guard composed of five soldiers to protect him.

Chang Hao smacked his lips, the identity of the emotional sacrifice was so noble in the orc kingdom, it was even more popular than him, the lord.

When they arrived at the place where they had morning tea, they found that the administrative area and the commercial area were actually very close to each other, that is, a matter of a few steps, Chang Hao asked the beast cart and the guards not to wait for them, just walk over by themselves later.

After all, when eating morning tea, there was a circle of guards around him, and the impact was not very good.

After tasting the unique flavor of the royal capital morning tea, the sun has risen high, Chang Hao and his entourage also set off for the Babylon Palace, the streets of the royal capital gradually became lively from deserted, and there were many traces of luxurious beast cars on the road, it seems that the nobles who should be preparing to go to the Babylon Palace are undoubted.

Chang Hao stopped at the foot of the long white jade steps in front of the Babylon Palace and sighed.

It is said that seventy percent of the craftsmen of the orc kingdom gathered in the royal capital, but now it seems that this statement is not exaggerated at all. Looking at the construction process and materials used in these luxurious palaces regardless of the cost, the manpower and material resources invested in them are absolutely astronomical. In the face of a shortage of resources across the kingdom, this is a bit of a drain on the people and money.

At this time when war was at a risk, craftsmen were supposed to serve the basic livelihood and army building, but now they became a tool for the nobles of the central provinces to frame themselves and whitewash the peace. The warriors of other provinces were still fighting the enemy with backward leather armor and rattan armor due to lack of funds, but the iron armor that should have saved their lives was transported to the rear and built into luxurious palaces, which is embarrassing.

"The aristocracy doesn't know the hatred of the country, and they still sing the backyard flowers across the river. ”

Chang Hao shook his head and muttered to himself, Anna beside him had eyes lit up because of this poem alluding to the decadent aristocratic circle of the central province, she didn't expect that there were still a few drops of ink in the lord's stomach.

"Are you the Lord of the Bright Field?"

The sudden sound of inquiry behind him made Chang Hao turn his head, and what caught his eye was a young man dressed luxuriously, he had short blonde hair, a sunny and sincere smile, and two lion-headed shoulder pads made of fine iron were rare no matter how you looked at them.

Chang Hao just wanted to ask who he was, but Anna beside him hurriedly covered his mouth.