Countless towers stand on it, which can hide a large number of sharp archers. They can attack the enemy at will without being hit by the enemy's arrows.
In the gaps between the arrow stacks on the city wall, there are vague figures of huge crossbows and catapult machines.
The stone bricks are clean, but the walls are extremely thick and difficult to damage.
There is also a three-way urn city.
Different from ordinary large cities, Yanbei City was located on the northern border of the Daqian Dynasty. It was originally built as a military fortress.
After that, people continued to move in, and it gradually evolved into the largest city in the north.
The hard work of countless mechanics has been brought together.
It has been improved over several generations.
Yanbeicheng now has the title of "the most fortified city in the world", and it is known as "the gateway to the north of Daqian".
It was considered an impossible city to conquer.
But now, Yan Dong and his Zhenbei Army are guarding this city, which is like an insurmountable chasm.
…
The flag with the word Yan in black characters and a red background flutters in the wind at the top of the city.
The welcoming team headed by Zhenbei Wang Yandong was already waiting at the south gate of Yanbei City.
As the king of Zhenbei, Yan Dong has a distinguished status and does not need to come in person.
However, he defied all opinions and decided to leave the city with great fanfare to personally welcome his children back from their travels.
On both sides of the city gate avenue, there were people from Yanbei like a huge crowd holding various flags and signs. They were blocked by Zhenbei sergeants on both sides of the avenue.
It wasn't that he was forced to come here, but it wasn't actually to welcome Yan Wulu.
Most of them came to see with their own eyes the style of Zhenbei Wang Yandong.
The most powerful king with a different surname in the Great Qian Dynasty, he is the protector of the North.
For people like them in the North, Yan Dong has great prestige and convincing power.
…
In front of the city gate.
Yan Dong was wearing a gorgeous black python robe, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, "Lu'er is back."
The words just fell.
"Da, da, da, da..."
In the distance, the heavily armored cavalry of the "Iron Buddha" appeared in the sky first.
The solemn and neat voices came from a distance one after another.
That's the iron cavalry of the Northland!
That was the invincible army led by Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei!
Only a few dozen riders appeared at first, but there was an overwhelming sense of chilling...
Even the palace ministers who were hundreds of meters away could feel the wind, sand and cold of the northern border on the bodies of these elite cavalry...
Feel the fearlessness and bloodthirsty of that army that single-handedly defeated more than 200,000 northern Xinjiang barbarian troops!
This is the glory of Zhenbei Army.
It is also the glory of "Iron Buddha".
Immediately after Tiefu Tu, Yan Wulu, the crown prince of Zhenbei, appeared like stars over the moon.
Tall and extremely luxurious.
The resolute and serious face of Zhenbei Wang Yan Dong also showed a warm jade-like smile the moment his eyes touched Yan Wulu.
Yan Dong waved his hand slightly.
On top of Yanbei City, on both sides of the avenue, countless horns and drums were played together.
It is used to welcome the prince back from his travels.
"GuluLongLong~"
"GuluLongLong~"
"GuluLongLong~"
Flags were flying and people were shouting.
The heavy cavalry of the Zhenbei Army's "Tiefutu" arrived first and were separated on both sides.
Yan Wulu also came to Yan Dong and others.
After getting off his horse, Yan Wulu and his right general Zhu Gongqi came to Yan Dong and saluted respectfully.
"Father. (Your Majesty)"
"Yeah." Yan Dong responded slightly and motioned for the two of them to get up.
"Lu'er, you're back."
Yan Dong looked straight past Zhu Gongqi and focused on Yan Wulu.
Yan Wulu also chuckled, "Yes, father, I'm back."
Yan Wulu did not call the other party "Father" this time, but instead called the other party "Father" in a rare move.
This is full of Yan Wulu's longing for being away for a long time and now returning home.
Yan Dong was also slightly happy when he heard this.
He looked at his child in front of him. He was wearing a general's leather armor, but it no longer looked as flashy as when he left Yan Beicheng half a year ago.
His whole personality...
…It’s like becoming more mature, stable, reliable and capable.
Yan Dong stretched out his right hand and patted the other party's uninjured left shoulder.
"Lulu'er, you have matured a lot along the way. Every time you perform, you have the best strategy."
"...how is the injury to your right shoulder?"
In just two words, Yan Dong implicitly told Yan Wulu that he had been paying attention to the other party.
Yan Wulu was grateful, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
"Yeah." Yan Dong nodded again after hearing this.
While speaking, Yan Dong glanced sideways at the prison car.
Wanyan Lie and the other Northern Xinjiang prisoners, as well as the demon wolf that was almost turned into rotten flesh, were all there.
"Haha, this method is pretty good, has it been elicited?" Yan Dong said lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
With just one glance, Yan Dong could see the purpose of Yan Wulu's actions.
Yan Wulu was not too surprised at all. He was used to his father seeing his purpose and thoughts.
"No."
Yan Wulu turned around slightly, looked back, and continued——
"...I didn't expect that this Shen Yupei would have the endurance to deal with serious matters."
"...Seeing that the wolves who had been so kind to me in saving and raising me have become like this, I can actually remain indifferent."
"They are just people who are greedy for life and afraid of death." Yan Dong defined arbitrarily.
Yan Wulu did not refute.
"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the palace first."
Yan Dong continued to speak, and as he spoke, he took Yan Wulu's left hand and returned to the city.
As he walked, he said to Yan Wulu——
"...The devil wolf will be handed over to the torture master in the palace when the time comes."
"...I heard from the chief interrogator that his adopted son also has some skills in dealing with tough monsters. Last time, it was his adopted son who pried open the big winged snake demon."
"Really?" Yan Wulu was a little curious, "...I really want to meet this young talent."
The two returned to the city accompanied by many palace ministers.
Both carriages and horses are ready.
But for today's Yan Wulu, riding a war horse may better demonstrate the courage that the Prince of Zhenbei should have.
Yan Wulu and Yan Dong rode side by side on Yanbei Avenue.
Guards guarded both sides, forming a blocking line.
Later, there were a large number of residents in Yanbei City. They were all very enthusiastic and shouted "Your Majesty"... It seems that the King of Zhenbei has indeed won the hearts of the people in the north.
So much so that the people in the north only know the King, but not His Majesty.
"Lu'er, how do you feel about Wanyan Lie?"
On Yanbei Avenue, Yan Dong suddenly spoke, "... He led more than a hundred cavalry and messed up the logistics of his army of tens of thousands. Lu'er, you are the only one to do so."
Yan Wulu came to his senses and responded respectfully——
"Wanyan Lie, this person does have some strategy, but..."
"But what?" Yan Dong asked.
"However, he does not have the perseverance that a general should have, and he does not even have the basic courage of a warrior."
"Ha." Yan Dong chuckled, "...Wanyan Lie, the general in Northern Xinjiang, has commanded thousands of troops. In those years, countless Daqian generals were defeated by him."
"Him? I feel like he's just a guy who's just trying to get a reputation, and he's wasting his fame in vain." Yan Wulu had a low opinion of him.
"Haha, this time Wanyan Lie underestimated the enemy. I didn't expect that I had sent Zhu Gongqi and the Iron Buddha to support you a few days ago."
"...and you performed well this time when you led a small army in a surprise attack, but when it comes to the central army sitting in a tent and commanding hundreds of thousands of horses, Luer, you can't even compare to Wanyan Lie's finger."
