A small team of soldiers rushed out of Wigolan County.

The leader was Yang Zheng wearing a black leather armor and a rain-covering helmet. He had a red-maned horse under his crotch. The fur was shiny and the tendon curved. The big hooves stepped on the yellow mud road. Every step he ran left a pit with thick knuckles.

The most surprising horse has an eye on its forehead. It is a different kind of three-eyed horse. The three-eyed horse is the best among horses and belongs to the monster. Its third eye is not only to enhance the field of vision, but to be able to activate spiritual impact. It is one of the talents of the three-eyed horse.

"The three-eyed horse is extremely difficult to find. Where did you get it?" Yang Zheng was still talking in his spare time as the horse ran away at high speed.

The blood wolf riding a dark horse on one side replied: "Stolen."

Yang Zheng stared at him, the Blood Wolf laughed, and then said, "Last time, a thief came to rob, I robbed this horse."

"Is that true?" Yang Zheng laughed: "These robbers are quite wealthy, and they all have such BMWs."

I rushed all the way and arrived in Jiaolan County in the afternoon. The Jiaolan Mine, which is one of the three major ore veins, is in this county town.

This is also the only mine vein that was not surrounded by floods. Yang Zheng came here to inspect it.

The three most important veins produce almost four-fifths of the production of Wigolan iron, so the most important is the lifeline of the entire Wigolan economy. Therefore, Yang Zheng is guarded by the three mines. Jiaolan is the smallest among the three mines, but because the terrain is high and not very affected by floods, the annual output is the most stable, so the construction of the periphery is also quite prosperous.

At least compared to the desolation of other parts of Wigolan, this place is still very popular.

Jiaolan County is built next to Jiaolan Mine, and the number of people in the city is still more than 50,000. Except for those working in the mine, most of them are running business related to iron ore. The entire Jiaolan County is not large in area, but it is a huge comprehensive market.

Jiaolan Ironware is a famous brand. In this small county town, there are at least a thousand blacksmiths, and at least three hundred are dwarf blacksmiths with superb skills.

Why do you think?

Of course, it is because the iron here sells cheaply.

If you buy iron from other places, you have to go through exploitation by multiple middlemen on the way, the price of iron of the same quality is at least three times more expensive.

In Jiaolan County, the entire county town lives on this large mine vein.

Rich and high-quality mineral deposits and low iron-forming prices have become the most loyal treasure land for blacksmiths.

Because the ironware shipped here is cheaper, it sells cheaper than outside, with high quality and low price. How can it not attract a large number of foreign merchants?

If it weren't for the flood, Jiaolan's population would have been at least twice as large.

In the entire county town, the only managers are spontaneously organized Jiaolan Iron Tool Club.

This organization has been established for a long time, and there are many spontaneous organizations like this in the entire Wigolan. Because the Wigolan is huge, the lord has few private soldiers. It is impossible to completely control the territory without using external forces.

The special environment of Vigolan made it impossible for him to establish an effective management system at all.

Although these spontaneous public organizations cannot command as freely as their subordinates, they pay stable taxes and can help manage their territory, which to some extent helped the lords a lot, so the lords turned a blind eye to these organizations, as long as they did not cause trouble, they also acquiesced their existence.

When Yang Zheng entered Jiaolan County, it was not his subordinates who were waiting for him, but Maxim, the president of the Jiaolan Iron Artifacts Association.

A dwarf.

The thick Maxim has short red hair facing the sky, a big nose, but her eyes are tiny in the slit of flesh, occasionally flashing light, which adds a bit of cunning to the honest appearance.

Jiaolan Iron Products will manage the transaction of all iron products in the city. If you can become the president of such a large organization, you will definitely not be a simple-minded honest person.

Maxim is over two hundred years old and has rich experience. He has controlled the Jiaolan Iron Tool for more than fifty years.

The lords changed generation by generation, but the Jiaolan iron weapon that Maxim had with him stood firm.

So, in Jiaolan City.

He is the boss who covers the sky with one hand.

Yang Zheng dismounted at the gate of the city, greeted Maxim with enthusiasm, and walked into the city under his leadership.

The neat ground paved with bluestone, the wide roads are well connected throughout the city, and irons can be heard everywhere on the road, and merchants are transporting iron tools through the road from time to time.

Such a scene is even more lively than Wigolan, and it is truly a city scene.

What surprised Yang Zheng secretly was Maxim's status in Jiaolan City. Every businessman was respectful and polite to Maxim. It was normal for him, the new lord, to be ignored because he had never been here. However, Yang Zheng discovered that even if Maxim introduced him to those merchants, Yang Zheng could not find much respect from the hypocritical smiles and indifferent eyes of those merchants.

The reputation of the Demon God General could not be spread to the south of Weirong Kingdom.

Here, Yang Zheng is a newcomer.

Newcomers will be rejected.

Yang Zheng originally wanted to ask Maxim for help directly to get all the well-known ironware merchants in the city to gather to get to know each other.

But Maxim found a reason to shirk it.

In desperation, Yang Zheng had no choice but to go to the mine to inspect first.

Watching Yang Zheng and others come out of the west gate and head towards the mine, Maxim's narrow eyes flashed, and he turned around to a carriage. He didn't know how long he had been with the carriage. The carriage stopped, and the dwarf's short and fat body jumped out of the carriage, and there was a stone building in front of him.

After entering, there was a fire in the hall outside, and the flames in the iron furnace were burning.

There were dozens of craftsmen making irons in the hall. The red light of flames reflected the blacksmiths' dark muscles, and beads of sweat flowed on the shiny tendons. This place was undoubtedly a huge factory. After Maxim entered, the craftsmen were still working and did not look up.

He walked through the hall and opened a small door at the back, which was a corridor inside. At the end, he pushed open a door.

A dozen whispering people were sitting next to the long wooden table, including three dwarfs.

Judging from their clothes, they are obviously very identifiable.

Maxim's arrival made them stop whisper, and everyone stood up to say hello to him one by one.

"President, have you seen that person?"

Maxim nodded, with a gloomy face, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"How is this person? Will there be any problem? I heard that his name on the Eastern Front is very famous." Another middle-aged man with a thin figure and two mustaches asked.

"It's very ordinary, like an ordinary nobleman." Maxim yawned, took out a small bottle from his pocket, put it on his nose and sucked it hard. His face shook and his eyes lit up a little.

Most people were relieved to hear him say this.

Only the middle-aged man and the other two who were asked just now were unhappy.

One of the people with a scar on his face said coldly: "What does it mean to look like an ordinary noble? Is there any other thing that looks like this?"

His unreasonableness did not arouse Maxim's displeasure, because everyone present knew the man's personality.

"Captain Owen, because there are so many rumors about him, it is too far from the characters I once imagined, that I said that he is gentle and elegant on the surface, humble and polite, but the rumors on the Eastern Front are a demon king who kills without blinking, and those rumors are definitely not groundless. So I am not sure which one is the true face of this person, and I can't see through him."

A sneer came from the corner, and a young man with white hair kept picking his fingernails with a dagger and said gloomy: "No matter who he is, he can survive. He did not escape the flood every three years in his first few terms. In Vigolan, those who survived were not ordinary people, and if they had to do well, they were no longer humans..."

"The Baitou Weng is right. There is no need to contact this person. Maybe he will die soon, just like his first two, right? Oh...hehe..."

A dwarf said something humorously, which attracted a group of husky or slight and unpleasant laughter...

Walking along a road outside the Xicheng Gate, you keep encountering a convoy of transporting some black and yellow ore on the road.

The road was quite flat, so Yang Zheng and his team arrived at Jiaolan Mountain soon.

The mountains are filled with figures.

The plants on the surface of the mountain's one-sided body have been cleared, revealing a black and yellow mineral veins.

It stretched out and couldn't see the end at a glance. Several large mine caves were chiseled on the mountain like longans. Pullax trucks were rising and falling, and floods were raging ten miles away, but it was still a bustling scene.

When Yang Zheng came to the mountain pass, he met the guards sent by the Blood Wolf.

When they saw Yang Zheng, the guards were also surprised.

Because Jiaolanshan was pretty good, only one hundred guards were sent here, and the captain was Lance.

Several people walked slowly along the mountain road, and Lance introduced the situation of Jiaolan Mountain.

By the time he arrived halfway up, Yang Zheng had a rough understanding of the distribution of the ore veins and the personnel situation in the mine.

There are about 5,000 people working in this mine, and there are 2,000 people just mining.

It is enough to see the prosperity of Jiaolan Mine, and this is just the smallest mine among the three major mines. Yang Zheng could imagine that Wigolan is a veritable "iron mine capital". Such a strategic location would definitely be of no less value than a province if it were not for the flood every three years.

But... after so many years, is it really impossible to deal with the flood?

It is true that civilization is backward and the flood is arrogant.

It is unlikely to completely eliminate floods, but at least it can be improved.

This flood has existed a hundred years ago. If the backward civilization is willing to spend energy repairing it, it will definitely not be like this now.

Moreover, why did Juma Province refuse to send troops?

Are all the ruling classes of Wei Rong Kingdom fools?

Such a strategic location will have a profound impact on the military and economic power of the entire Weirong Kingdom. If you are the ruler of Weirong Kingdom and have mastered Vigolan, it is equivalent to mastering the country's arsenal. As the largest iron-based production base in Weirong Kingdom, losing this place is an unimaginable blow.

There are too many questions in Yang Zheng’s mind.

Now he really wants to meet Rachel, and only Rachel can give him the answers to these questions.

And... the woman in purple in my dream was bloody... as soon as she thought of her, Yang Zheng would feel that breathing was very difficult. Did she... really disappear like this?

I don’t even give myself the opportunity to ask clearly.

Just like that, decisive, without any signs, leave?

Yang Zheng didn't want to believe it, he wanted to figure it out.

Scarlett…Why did she do this?

Only Rachel can give him clues to all of this, everyone, Xiyue, Barbie, and the little things in Yunzhongcheng... Just like everything in a dream, when you wake up from the dream, everything is dispersed, and no trace is left behind.
To be continued...