After several days of continuous autumn rain, the weather had grown somewhat cooler.
If the calendar was correct, winter would arrive in another month.
The winters of today were entirely different from those of two thousand years ago. Even with the Yin Energy Clouds, evil ghosts and wandering spirits were rarely seen. Over time, they had become creatures of legend.
Stepping on the morning dew, Zhang Yang returned to the royal city. He climbed the towering walls and gazed in all directions. The royal city had not changed much in the four months since his last visit, but outside the city, three additional fortresses of incredible sturdiness had appeared.
At this point, the royal city's outer defensive system could finally be considered basically complete.
This system consisted of South Heaven Gate Fortress, West Peak Fortress, North Beacon Tower Fortress, East Mountain Fortress, and Southeast Hidden Soldier Valley Fortress.
These five fortresses were Zhao Zhou's greatest work. In fact, after they were completed, the old man had exclaimed that as long as the royal city had thirty thousand elite soldiers, it would never be breached.
Zhang Yang naturally did not argue with the old man, because he thought the same. Before the Dragon Vein Spiritual Field in the royal city withered and was exhausted, and before an even greater force appeared, the royal city truly was impregnable.
"So they say, every blessing hides a calamity, and every calamity leans upon a blessing. The royal city was built in a location that was far too remote, which was highly unfavorable for development. Transportation was inconvenient, and even large-scale land reclamation was impossible. Yet precisely because it was built amid lofty mountains and precipitous ridges, its defenses were truly the best under heaven."
Zhang Yang could not help praising it. He had come