Chapter 676
"Wangxiang City is a standard Song Empire-style city, divided into two cities, inner and outer cities, all protected by city walls." Yang Yuefan learned some news about Wangxiang City from the Druid Gregan, and there were also some vague records in Moon Shadow Village.
Unlike the cities built by the lords of the Old World themselves, Wangxiang City was originally built as a national city, and was much larger in scale than Anthony Grand Port and Godreim.
Of course, this refers to the scale of the initial plan, like the Great Port of Antony, in the time of Count Antony, only the core of the castle area, and the rest of it was slowly expanded in the later days, which seemed a bit cluttered.
The initial scale of Wangxiang City was built according to the number of 15,000 residents, and it not only has a complete urban defense system, but also supporting public facilities.
Although the city didn't have a population of more than 10,000 at its peak, the size of the walls alone makes it far more spectacular than the cities players have seen before.
When the sky is bright again, the players finally see a corner of Wangxiang City in the distance, the self-enclosed city faΓ§ade is almost attached to the Black Forest, regardless of you and me.
The walls are covered with vines and moss, and in many places the roots of the plants are bursting, and there is a danger of collapse.
"Why doesn't it feel like it's inhabited?" The female warrior looked at the city in the distance: "There are no guards on the city walls, and no one has come out to clean up the plants outside the city for at least ten years." β
In fact, this time is much more than ten years, and the gates of the city have not been opened since Wangxiang City expelled all the non-Cyrians thirty years ago.
In the heyday of Wangxiang City, the Black Forest outside the city was cleared to a position of two kilometers outside the city walls, but over time, the plants not only regained the lost ground, but also improved slightly.
Until the player reaches the edge of the city walls, no sentries are found, as if the inhabitants of Wangxiang City have completely abandoned the city.
"It's a little too weird, isn't it?" The Shadow Assassin Colin stepped out of the shadows: "I always felt something in the shadows staring at me. β
Colin's face was a little ugly, as a shadow assassin, shadow power was the foundation of his strength, but he did feel a little wrong this time.
"My master said before that there are ghosts and monsters on the local side, is this also haunted?" Behind the warrior monk Feng Wuyi stood a serious face of Master Sanzang, and the two bald heads seemed to be in order to set off the terrifying atmosphere, posing with a serious poker face.
"Demon souls and evil spirits are all within the hunting range of demon hunters, and Valyrian steel weapons are killed in black and white." Xu Yichen said calmly: "If it's an evil spirit, I've slaughtered one before." β
"Head, give me a chance, let me pretend to be a B too, okay?" The warrior monk Feng Wuyi looked at the demon hunter with a resentful face: "Be sure to give it a chance!" β
"Please!" Xu Yichen decisively moved out of the way: "Two masters, please take the lead." β
"It's all for everyone's face, thank you so much!" Feng Wuyi walked to the edge of the city wall with a grin, and subconsciously added: "Everyone who has money holds a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal ......"
Master Sanzang, who was really blind, slapped Feng Wuyi's head with a metalized iron palm: "Noise! Those who are not quiet speak carefully! β
Feng Wuyi immediately closed his mouth, touched his bald head, and revealed a demented appearance that saw through the red dust.
Warrior monks are one of the oldest transcendent professions in the East, and they have been honing themselves since ancient times with a focus on the state of mind and the body, while the Sanzang Master school mainly focuses on the body.
However, as a warrior monk, his spiritual cultivation is far more profound than other professions of the same level.
The two warrior monks didn't even need other tools, and with their fingers alone, they could dig into the crumbling walls and climb upwards as quickly as geckos.
"You say, if you eat fasting and chant Buddha in the game, you won't slowly become a monk, right?" With a strange smile, Li Yanlong asked his companions beside him, "Warrior monk, do you want to abstain from sex?" β
"So, I remember that demon hunters don't seem to be able to give birth to offspring?" Outside Wangxiang City, Altya felt that her condition was much better, and she played a joke with the players.
It's just that this is a cold joke, especially when Xu Yichen is in front of him.
"Hehe..." Li Yanlong's face froze, feeling that this was a fatal topic, and forcibly turned a corner, intending to drive the car to another lane: "We obviously chose the [Flesh Refining] warband talent, why do we feel that this talent has no effect?" β
"I've never heard Aragorn talk about where he has any illegitimate children or anything like that, and I've known each other for so long." The witch glanced at Xu Yichen with a hint of playfulness: "I don't know if the rumors are true!" β
Xu Yichen coughed lightly, he didn't want to judge anything about the possible adultery between the witch and his cheap master, as long as the other party didn't hit him with his idea.
"Head, I've found the gates." The rangers who searched along the city wall passed the news: "The city gate covered with copper, the big dog! β
Feng Wuyi, a warrior monk who had just climbed the city wall, said hello to Xu Yichen on the city wall, and he also saw the news of the ranger: "My master and I will go first to see the situation, don't worry, contact us at any time!" β
The two bald heads disappeared on the city wall in a dashing manner, and let the warrior monk go in first to say hello, this is a relatively safe decision, these isolated remnants of the Song Empire should not be unfamiliar with the profession of warrior monk.
Soon, Xu Yichen saw the once glorious gate of Wangxiang City, which was four meters high and was tightly blocked by two huge copper gates.
The green patina spreads wantonly on the city gate, making this place look particularly vicissitudes.
"There's a small door here, and someone has recently opened it." The ranger pointed to the gap between the small door and the gate: "Originally, this place was rusted to death, and someone had cut it open from the inside with a sharp weapon. β
This small door is inlaid on the door, Xu Yichen tore off a piece of copper skin with his bare hands along the rusty part, and found that this copper skin was a finger thick, no wonder Ji Wanbing wanted to complain about the big dog.
When the city was first built, all materials except stone, wood, and earth had to be transported from the mainland, and with so many metals carried, the size of the Song Empire's fleet must have been very amazing.
In comparison, the people who came out of the small door were the outsiders that the old druid had talked about before.
Since there is no janitor, let's go in and see the situation, and the demon hunter nodded to the female warrior and moved out of the way.