On the vast wasteland, a long river flows out from a distant canyon, sometimes exposed to the ground, sometimes rushing underground, sometimes scattered into countless trickles, and sometimes gathers into a river.

Finally, a rushing river on the ground formed on this flat land.

On the river bank, it is full of vitality because of the moisturization of water.

Even in such a winter when the snow is covered with ice and snow, some green plants grow wildly, and many animals have come to drink water on the shore.

The river flows forward, and the river gradually turns from winding and rugged to flat and spacious, and the river flows into a high wall from such an artificial river channel.

The city wall is made of earth and rocks, towering into the clouds, and looks particularly tall and majestic in the sun, with an indestructible momentum.

This is a dirt city, which looks more like a lion lying on the wasteland from a distance.

On the city tower, there is a huge plaque with three large characters engraved on it.

White Dragon City.

Bailong City, a paradise on the northwest wasteland, is also an important hub for merchants in the Western Regions.

In his childhood, Nanyan followed his grandmother Tong Yuhua and heard the name of Bailong City more than once. Even a few days ago, when he went to buy benzoin at the market in Jinling, he also heard the vendors mention Bailong City in their mouths.

However, this was the first time she had really seen the city look like.

Lifting up the curtains and looking at the tall city towers and towering walls in the sun, it is hard to imagine that such a city could be built on such a wasteland.

I couldn't help but praise: "It's really rare."

Zhu Feng sat behind her and looked at the tall city.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but there was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he just said calmly: "What's rare?"

Nanyandao: "Isn't it rare to gather such a city in such a place?"

"snort."

Zhu Feng only snorted faintly.

Nan Yan looked back at him and said with a smile: "Of course, when the emperor opens the gate of Guanxi and allows merchants from the Western Regions to enter and exit freely, this place will become more prosperous."

Zhu Feng said: "My purpose is not to make this place prosperous, but to make the prosperity go to the mainland and to make our Great Yan Dynasty prosperous."

“…”

“As for this place”

He said, and took a deep look.

Nan Yan couldn't understand his eyes at this moment, and only felt that the entire White Dragon City was reflected in his dark pupils, as if it had been engraved inside and could never come out again.

After a while, they got closer to Bailong City.

Zhu Feng said: "Stop."

Fang Buyuan, who was following the carriage on a horse, hurriedly raised his hand, and all the teams behind stopped. Zhu Feng waved at him again. Fang Buyuan immediately rode his horse over and said carefully: "What are the instructions of the emperor?"

Zhu Feng said: "It's almost time to enter the city. According to the previous arrangement, all your people will be parked outside the city. You and Xiao Shunzi will take a few to follow me and the imperial concubine into the city."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him.

Fang Buyuan said: "Yes."

He turned around and ordered, and soon he saw a team following behind the carriage split up and headed towards the other side.

Nan Yan said: "Master, why don't our people go in together?"

Zhu Feng said: "Since you are looking for an antidote, the smaller the movement, the better."

This is true.

However, probably because she experienced such a dangerous situation last night, although she was not afraid, she still stuck her head out and looked at the team ordered to follow the carriage. There were only about twenty people, each of whom was tall and handsome, and was the elite among the Jinyiwei and the Imperial Camp's personal soldiers.

Such a number of people and teams are indeed what a caravan should have.

It seems that Zhu Feng has also considered it.

Their team continued to move forward and soon arrived at the foot of Bailong City.

If they were in a city within the Great Yan Dynasty, when they arrived in such a place, Nanyan would retract their heads into the carriage, wait quietly to reach the place where they settled, and then look at it. However, this time, they went out in a very intimate manner and went to a place that they had been famous for a long time but had never been to.

Curiosity drove her to lift the curtain and keep looking ahead.

Looking at the tall city gate under the tall city tower.

It is almost the same as the gate of the imperial city, and it can be enough for at least four or five carriages like them to enter and exit in parallel.

It can be seen that this place has a prosperous daily exchanges.

However, now, the door is closed tightly, and there is no sight of the lush merchants. Looking back at Yang Dai who said before, something seemed to have happened to them, and it was probably affected.

The carriage was parked at the city gate.

A guard dressed as a caravan's escort and went forward to call the door. After a while, the door creaked open.

A team of warriors ran out of it.

These people are tall, almost the same burly figure as the elite guards brought by Zhu Feng, with solid muscles and wearing armor, but the armor of the Great Flame Dynasty soldiers was a little different from that of the protectors, with only a few pieces of protectors' heads, shoulders, waists, arms and thighs.

Although such armor cannot fully protect the body, it can maximize the freedom of movement.

It is very dangerous, but also very mobile when fighting in close combat.

Nan Yan immediately felt that Zhu Feng's breath sank a little.

As a warrior, he became interested in these people, or in other words, a confrontational feeling.

The warriors stood at the door and said, "Who is it?"

The guard said, "My owner's caravan will be stationed in Bailong City for a few days."

"Who is your master? Where did you come from?"

"My owner's surname is Huang, a native of Peking."

"What business do you do?"

“Timber business.”

"Can there be a document?"

“The document is here.”

The guard handed over the document, and the other party took it, took a look, looked at the carriage here, and then said, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, one of the warriors turned around and returned to the city, with a burst of rapid footsteps, as if they ran up the city tower.

But it's gone.

Nan Yan heard the words just now a little familiar, and then he remembered them after thinking about them.

This seems to be the identity Zhu Feng used when they went north to Peiping and met the group of spies Zashi, a national spy, and dealt with them.

Nan Yan said: "Your Majesty, you are again"

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows.

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

He used the identity of the Huang family and used it easily and said it.

I don't know if I've ever greeted someone.

At this moment, a heavy and long hoarse sound came from the front. Nan Yan hurriedly raised his head and saw the city gate slowly opening.

Nanyan was delighted: It’s done!
Chapter completed!