Chapter 127 Yingling Palace

When Tyres finally stepped into Longyan City, the first time to attract his attention was not the rough and unconstrained architectural style of this ancient city.

In fact, unlike Yongxing City, which relies on urban and urban walls, Longyan City is built on a gentle **** of the mountain. The layout of the city is based on the mountain, and it stretches all the way, showing natural and smooth.

Like the experience in the Lombard barracks, what impressed Thales was the enthusiasm surrounding the city gate to see the crowded Enoch people in the city of Longjing.

"The prince of an imperial man!" A shout of screaming in the crowd suddenly caused a noisy and confusing response.

According to Putilla, there should be busy people busy preparing for the winter, preparing for the last time to enter the city to exchange, sell, buy and buy civilians.

It just made him catch up.

Taylors had to bow down and lament.

He has not been so "popular" for a long time.

Although the mood of the civilians is much better than that of the soldiers, the people of Longyan City are not as disgusted with the stars as the black sand collar, but the news of the assassination of the dragons in the city of Longyan has obviously spread.

This caused Taylors and others to encounter another wash from discussion to shackles and even flying debris - the Exeter people are more "passionate" than the stars.

"If the king has a kind, don't send it..." A scream of anger sounded in the crowd, and Tyres couldn't see it. He was escorted away by the suites before he heard the second half.

Only faintly heard the voice of "letting the coward come by himself", and countless thumbs up or rebuttal responses, sounded behind him.

"Maintain the order and isolate the crowd! We need to get to the Palace of the Spirit as soon as possible!" Niely slammed his subordinates and soldiers loudly: "Unauthorized, you know what to do!"

Fortunately, the White Blade Guard and the soldiers of Longyan City separated the crowd, otherwise the Prince of Stars would flee into Longyan City.

Although it is not much different now.

"Their uncomfortable expressions," said Tyres, looking at the enemies of Wye and Rolf, and immediately sighed helplessly: "It seems like I killed their prince."

“Thinking about it,” Putilla said loudly in a noisy environment: “If you die in the Northland today, then Exeter will send someone to Yongxing City to apologize tomorrow... I think, I am probably also a bad expression. ""

Taylors glanced at Putille, who seemed to care less about the prophecy he had just made for His Royal Highness.

"Thank you for your good words, Mr. Deputy." Taylors replied with no sighs: "If you are unemployed in the future, I suggest you go to the West and try your luck. The Duke of Falkenhaus must have talked to you."

"The owner of the four-eyed skull, the "unwelcome" of the West Duke guardian?" Putilai snorted: "Thank you for your recommendation."

Taylors had to scream.

But both of them know that the real test is far from here, not in these simple people.

"Are you ready? Imperial people?" Nie Lai’s voice came from the front, and the words were disdainful: "This will be very tired."

"What?" Taylors looked up.

Soon he will know why.

Longyan City is built along the mountain and slope, layered and spiraled upwards.

They had to climb all the way through the city, through a layer of barriers separated by thick inner gates – there were such inner gates between each area, with seven or eight.

"I have heard the pattern of Longyan City," Wyatt bit his teeth and watched with vigilance. "It is said that such an inner city structure is easier to defend, even if the enemy breaks through the gates of Longyan City, on the walls and gates." The shooters can also turn around and attack the enemies who are coming in, and the soldiers can block the enemy's waves after the road gate."

"And because of the slope, the intruders have to face a huge upside down."

"I dare say that when the siege of the Donglu army in the third mainland war, this pattern helped a lot."

"That said, the city is not much more than the Broken Dragon Fortress," said Tyres, helplessly watching the panting horses, and the noisy onlookers outside the guard line also upset him. Chaos: "Citizens have to climb all the way to get away - not to mention the enemy who came from the attack."

"And the nobles also had excuses and reasons to hide in the city and shiver," Edda stepped on the stone bricks under his feet, but his body was light, but he was still dissatisfied: "They are suffering from their people outside the city." ""

"I think the first people built this city purely for military purposes, but no one thought that it would one day become the capital of Exeter." Thales glanced at the pedestrians who stopped and stopped: " Do people who live here feel tired?"

“In a way, the city naturally excludes merchants. This pattern is neither suitable for business nor for shops, whether it is transporting goods or expanding business – you can imagine the cost of transporting a diesel to the inner city. Is it enough to pick three pieces of firewood?” The Marquis of Syracuse of Commas seems to have been used to such a road, but still shook his head and said: “Of course, this is the time for our Commas to play.”

"So the more the inner city goes up, the more people have the right to live, is it?" Taylors sighed: "It's really clear and easy to understand."

Under the introduction of Putila ("There should be no major changes compared with a few years ago. In fact, I suspect that there has been no major change in Longyan City for more than 100 years" - Putilia), they have passed Indifferent areas: the shield area that looks like a slum, the hammer area where the civilians live, the sword area where the market and the square are located, the bow area where everything is mixed, the arrow area where the temple and religious places gather, the court, the prison, etc. In the spear area, go to the workshop area where the workshops and shops are gathered, the axe area where the nobles are located, and so on.

"Why don't they build a lot of land, it's called 'Magic Gun Zone'?" Taylors didn't smack the area named after the weapons in the city.

"I think, when Nakaru renamed and renovated Longyan City, the magic gun was probably not invented yet." Putilla replied in disapproval.

"When was the magic gun invented?" Tyres turned his eyes: "Who invented it? Why is it so named?"

"The magic gun has appeared for almost three hundred years, and other parts are very good," Putile seems to know what he wants to ask, but deliberately confronts him. He laughs: "The only core The part is a strategic resource, its source... you will know sooner or later."

"As for naming... nobody knows."

Thales grinned.

Magic gun...

Magician.

Magic energy.

magic.

He pressed the doubts in his heart and tried to shift his attention to the current situation.

"Well... the name that the Exeter people gave to the city is really unimaginative."

"If they don't have enough material to name the city, I have a suggestion." Looking at the mount and climbing hard, even Tyres couldn't help but feel that he was a little tired, and he spit out a long breath: "The legendary anti-magic armed area."

"I want to say that you have been chattering since the beginning of the day," Putile finally took out his pipe and looked at Taylors with a deep look. After taking a deep breath, he steadily revealed the truth: "Because it is about to The situation facing..."

"And nervous?"

Telston is a slogan.

Hell.

Under the eyes of the rest of the group, Thales closed his mouth.

They finally "crawled" out of the last section of the axe area.

No matter where it is, the cross-star flag of the sky-blue background, which is held by Jenard behind the head of Tyres, is the biggest onlooker target. Along the way, people were crowded to watch his people. The soldiers who kept order in Longyan City were overwhelmed. The natural tricks and hot personality of the Northland people made the scene more chaotic.

This made Taylors not have a chance to carefully observe the city's capacity, and was escorted into the highest inner city by the White Blade Guard. The gate was closed and the raging crowd was isolated.

Tyres frowned and took a deep breath.

He dismounted with the help of Wyatt, stepping on the rough and hard black stone floor tiles in the north, and slowly raised his head.

There is a palace in front of you.

That being said, that is...Tells thinks slyly.

"Let me not be here with you, Dear Sir Teres," and he will not wait until he has time to observe the palace. The Marquis of the Commas Alliance comes to him and bows humbly and low. Channel: "You have to be mentally prepared."

"According to the plan……"

The Marquis of Commas smiled:

"Nun, you may have some..."

"rough."

Tyres smiled slyly, then took a deep breath and nodded.

rough?

of course.

Taylors turned his eyes in the bottom of his heart.

From coming to this world.

Has anyone been gentle with yourself?

I thought it was good to abuse the main text?

The Marquis of Stiles and Niely looked at each other and led the people of Commas to leave in the other direction.

Just as Taylors looked up and took a good look at this palace, perhaps the Exeter Palace, the palace door slowly opened.

A group of Northlanders who are more gorgeous and neatly dressed, but still armed, sneak out from the palace gate.

Tyres couldn’t help but feel tight.

Sure enough, a loud voice rang from the crowd:

"With Exeter, the king, the name of Nun Walton, VII..."

"I am here to be greeted by foreign visitors."

A man with a shaved head and a tough, pale face, looked at Tyres's lips and blinked for a few seconds before he faintly said:

"Your Majesty is looking forward to your arrival."

"His Royal Highness of the Stars."

Tyres clenched his fists.

coming.

Nie Lai smiled and hugged him with the leader.

"Done your mission, dear Guard leader, my friend Nie Lai?" The man asked with a deep whisper.

"Of course," Nie Lai also said in his words: "The prince of the stars we want is already here."

Tyres frowned and looked at the communication between the two.

Then, the lead-headed man came to Tyres and saluted him.

"Welcome to Exeter, and her most brilliant pearl, Long Yucheng, from the stars of the tales of the stars."

Taylors remembered Gilbert's teachings, as well as Putty's point on the road, and quickly smiled back.

It looks like a bureaucrat, but his body--Thales thinks: more like a warrior.

Or, the Northland men, almost all look like warriors?

"I am Lord Byrne Myrk," the Northland man of the board is about forty or fifty years old. He is dressed in a thick robe and looks serious: "Before the title, he was also a member of the White Blade Guard. Now It is the official officer of Nun, and I will be responsible for the arrangement of your reception in Longyan City."

"Thank you for your reception, Lord Melk." Tyres nodded and affirmed his judgment in his heart.

"Let me introduce you to the first time here," Melk turned his face and raised his hand toward the palace behind him. "The northern land has been the lord of the present, from the mountain monasteries of the kings era." , to the stone fortress of the Age of Empires, to today’s majestic palace."

"For thousands of years, it has witnessed the history of the North, witnessed the rise of Exeter, and witnessed the children of the North Wind and the Dragon, prospering and prosperous."

Melk solemnly said the following words:

"The Palace of the Spirit."

Yingling Palace?

The meaning of this name...

Is it really suitable for a living lord to live?

Tyres snorted and slowly raised his head.

It is a giant palace with a simple style and heavy color, and the shape is atmospheric and rough. It is built on the mountain. Even if it is counted from the inner wall of his foot, it is nearly eight or nine stories high, and the building materials are quite unique. Giant wood, rough stone, animal skin, metal, all of which exist, there are many places and even rough and polished.

Typical Northern style, powerful and heroic.

In front of the huge palace gate, there are ten pillars of ten meters high, which support the dome of the palace. The pillars are engraved with the stories of the heroes of the Northern Plains. The carving style is simple and unrestrained.

The road from the inner city to the front of the palace gate is an eight-meter-high stove. Even in the middle of the day, it is burning with fire. It seems that the small square in front of the palace gate is shining all day.

Surrounded by tall, fiercely guarded White Blade Guards and Longyan City guards, unlike the well-organized and strictly distributed guards, their stations seem to be scattered and patrols are irregular, but under the warning of Edda, Thai This is the only way to find out that they are "outside the tightness of the pine, completely without the defensive defensive".

Compared to the styling, the half-pyramid is also like the Star Renaissance Palace, the royal palace of Longyan City, from the architectural style to the staffing inside, it looks more like a majestic palace in a story.

The red dragon flag on the black background flutters high above it.

Flying below the national flag, there is also a flag: a dragon gun that is pierced from the cloud - the clan of Walton, the dragon gun in the clouds.

Red and black, coupled with the natural and descending snow color, in the impression of Taylors, there is no more like this palace of the spirits.

Tyres shook his head: it was a veritable palace of the spirits.

And the lords, the Grand Duke, the King who live here...

At this time, Taylor's gaze was suddenly attracted to the top of the palace, and he could not help but raise his head.

A stone bridge stretches out from the top of the palace and volleys to another peak.

Taylor's gaze condensed.

It is the stone bridge.

The cliff leading to the sky - the "sky queen" palace stone bridge.

He noticed that at the starting point of the stone bridge, there stood a huge statue. In the distance, it may not be true because of the view.

It is a giant black stone statue of a male warrior.

I saw that the warrior on the statue was full of vigor and arrogance. He held a pair of scary spear guns. The armor was neat, muscular and well-prepared, and looked down at the Yingling Palace.

Presumably - Tyres thought, from that point of view, you can take a panoramic view of the entire city.

Lord Melk, who was in charge of reception, was very patient and had been waiting quietly for the different kings until he noticed the eyes of Tyres.

"That is the stone bridge leading to the cliff of the sky. It stands on the statue of Nakaru I. It was completed more than 600 years ago when Nakaru died." Myrk raised his head and seriously introduced: " It was just refurbished a week ago."

Tyres has a look.

That is... he looked at the heroic man in the stone statue.

The hero of the end of the war...

One of the people who defeated the disaster and defeated the magician.

Exeter's founder and first monarch.

Nakaru Ax?

The warrior on the statue was covered with snow, and the action of the gun was full of strength, and there was a kind of tension full of beauty.

For more than six hundred years, Nikeru has looked so steadfastly and looked down on his people, his land, his country?

Tyres nodded to Melk.

A cloud drifted and the direction of the sun's projection changed.

Looking from afar, the expression of the statue of the hero of Exeter seems to change from perseverance to grief.

Thales narrowed his eyes and admired the craftsmanship of the sculptor six hundred years ago.

Just renovated a week ago - is it to meet yourself?

Not too possible.

Perhaps the Exeter is still looking forward to the legendary dragon who disappeared after the end of the war, and will come back to visit her husband's statue?

Come visit this country that has left her portrait on the national flag, and look at the Westland Blade that she and Nakaru left together?

“The room has been prepared for you in the Palace of the Spirits – it will be your place of residence during Longyan City for the time being,” Melk raised his hand toward the palace gate, signaling that Taylors was moving forward.

Tyres smiled: "Of course, thank you for your hospitality."

"And please come with me." The man in the head of the board is the same, but the words of the group make everyone in the mood of the group sink:

"Nun and his five grand justices are in the Hall of Heroes, waiting for you."

Taylors exchanged a look with Putilai.

it has started.

But when Tels and Putier and Edda were ready to move forward, Melk raised his hand and stopped the thin assistant.

"Please entourage of your Highness, leave with my subordinates and go to your room first." Melk gently said.

"I don't understand," Putilai stopped and looked at Milkk calmly: "I am the deputy of His Highness, and must follow the side of the Highness."

"I understand your duties..." Melk said slowly without a look: "But this invitation is limited."

"This is a noble conversation, the lord to the lord, the royal family to the royal family."

"The comet against Walton, and the five great families - His Majesty and the five Grand Dukes only wish to see His Royal Highness, just as His Royal Highness will only see His Majesty and the five Grand Dukes."

"So, please stand alone, the Royal Highness of the Stars."

Tyres’ face changed.

Alone... facing Nunn VII and five Grand Dukes?

"As far as I know," Putilit said faintly: "This is not the usual etiquette of the two countries."

Although they have already reached an initial agreement with King Noon...

But never take the prince’s security adventure...

The stars have already eaten enough lessons in this regard.

"It's an extraordinary time now." Myrk shook his head.

"You want us to surrender the only heir to the stars, give up the protection of him, and let him be under your control in isolation and helplessness?" Putilla cleverly located the key to the most important.

Behind the tales, Edda, Wyah, Rolf and others were nervous and unconsciously touched the weapons at hand.

Nie Lai raised his hand gently, and the White Blade Guards faintly surrounded them.

"As you said before," the face of the comet is paler: "You still don't have much choice, aren't you, little prince?"

Taylors narrowed his eyes.

"Please believe me, this is necessary." Melk stared at Tells with a sigh of relief: "And when it comes to isolation, I am blunt..."

"When you walked into the Exeter border..."

"Isn't it already isolated?"

Taylor sighed softly.

Putilit did not speak again.

This made the prince realize that his cooperative hunting with Nunn has begun.

Ok.

It is said that it will be a "rude" King of Nuen.

Taylors smiled in the bottom of his heart.

Walking.

Under the face of Putili Tieqing and the inconspicuous expression of Melk, Tyres suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and smiled:

"Well, I really can't wait to see Nun's sire."

Tyres turned his head and looked at his fellow travelers, nodding his head.

"no need to worry."

"I will be back soon."

As the voice fell, Taylors stepped forward, and the little figure went to the Palace of the Spirit, which was different from the style of the Revival Palace, but also quiet and quiet.

In order to remind you, you don’t even want Tintin!

(End of this chapter)