Chapter 1653: Returning to Yun City

At this time, America.

After Qin Zhangfeng's victory in battle.

He led the Indian people south, crossing jungles and grasslands, marching for about half a month.

After enduring ten thousand hardships, they finally arrived at the second city established by the Longyan in America.

Located at the intersection of North America and South America.

Yun City, near the Panama Isthmus.

Countless Indian people felt inexplicably excited upon seeing this city.

Some even shed tears of emotion.

To reach this city, they had exhausted their efforts, sacrificed countless lives, experienced life and death, and endured too many partings.

All just to arrive at this dream-like new home.

A city belonging to their Indian people.

Qin Zhangfeng had seen this city countless times, but this time it felt as if he were seeing it for the first time.

Arriving at the city gate, Qin Zhangfeng touched the gate he had personally erected, his heart filled with inexplicable joy and excitement.

In the past, his original intention for building this city was very simple.

It was for the sake of the Longyan.

But now it was different; on the foundation of serving the Longyan, Qin Zhangfeng added the goal of saving more suffering people.

Recalling his past, when he traveled the world with his sword, helping those in need whenever he saw injustice.

That life of swift vengeance and chivalrous spirit.

Wasn't it all to save more suffering people?

Now, seeing so many Indian people saved because of him, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and even more so, a feeling of joy.

Qin Zhangfeng patted the city gate, as if saying that from today on, he would protect even more people.

And ensure they could live good lives.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here!"

Just at this moment, the Indian Troops standing on the city wall hurriedly asked.

They did not make any aggressive moves, because

These were their own kin, and they should let them in.

But out of safety considerations and the special nature of Yun City, the Indian people decided to first clarify the purpose of these people before considering whether to let them in.

After all, there were many of them, and they had bloodstains on their bodies.

Some were even carrying guns!

They had to be on guard!

Hearing the voice, Qin Zhangfeng walked to the foot of the wall, looked at the Indian garrison standing above, and shouted loudly: "Babulu, I see you've forgotten me."

The garrison soldier known as Babulu heard this familiar voice.

He hurriedly looked down, his pupils constricted, and he was stunned for a moment upon seeing this familiar figure.

"General!"

His voice said, nearly trembling.

This was out of excitement.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zhangfeng stood with his hands on his hips under the gate and shouted to him: "Stop acting like a sissy, open the gate for me quickly, these are all people I brought."

Babulu nodded repeatedly and immediately came down from the wall.

Before long, the gate opened.

Qin Zhangfeng waved his hand, and the Indian people behind him entered the city in an orderly fashion.

After entering Yun City, they looked around at this new home.

How should one put it? The city was filled with Indian people, with only a very small number of Longyan.

Every person's face was beaming with an excited smile.

They were somewhat bewildered, somewhat worried, and somewhat uneasy about their new lives.

They didn't even know what to do next or what they would do in the future.

Qin Zhangfeng looked at these Indian people who had followed him through thick and thin, walked forward, and smiled: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment, I have a few things to say."

"From now on, this is our new home."

"We have already built the houses, and you will be able to move in today."

"This is a city for the Indian people, but we have a few rules here that I will state."

"Since we have just arrived, you might not know, but we need to attend classes every day; there are people organizing classrooms to teach you knowledge."

"And..."

After Qin Zhangfeng finished speaking, everyone had a blank expression.

An Indian person asked: "General, what does it mean to attend classes?"

Qin Zhangfeng was taken aback; that was true, these Indian people did not know what attending classes meant.

"It means learning your culture, recognizing your own ethnicity, and so on."

In truth, Qin Zhangfeng didn't understand this very well either; these were all things Liu Zheng had once said.

Actually, the culture of the Indian people was still quite distinctive.

Although many tribes had erupted into wars over foolish issues like religious beliefs.

However, in Qin Zhangfeng's view, the reasons for such wars were the most meaningless.

The reason Yun City could accommodate so many Indian people without any major public security incidents.

The root cause of all this is education.

To enlighten people.

At the very least, to make them understand that some of the gods they worship are merely spiritual totems and do not exist.

And some evil gods are even just figments of the imagination of evil people.

In general, according to Liu Zheng's instructions.

Helping these Indians become enlightened and opening classrooms to teach has had very obvious results.

Qin Zhangfeng still remembers when he first arrived, how some tribes would break out into tribal wars over the most trivial of matters.

Some even lost their lives because of it.

This was simply ridiculous, even stupid.

Watching them still look as if they only half-understood, Qin Zhangfeng said indifferently, "You will understand when the time comes."

"This good thing of attending class must be kept up, even if you are unwilling!"

The crowd was stunned; why would they be unwilling to do a good thing?

They could not understand.

"Alright, go register over there first; once you are done registering, someone will take you to your living quarters."

After saying this, Qin Zhangfeng turned and left.

Having traveled over mountains and through waters for so long, Qin Zhangfeng was extremely exhausted.

He needed to find a place to get a good night's sleep.

Meanwhile, on the other side of America.

Longyan City.

In Longyan City, the first city established by Longyan in America, Qingyang Shuo was currently inside the City Lord Mansion reviewing the latest intelligence gathered by spies.

Britain had launched two attacks on the French Colonial Zone city of Virginia along the Ohio River, both of which ended in failure.

Qingyang Shuo's brows furrowed slightly.

Even if the British army were weak, how could they be defeated by the French troops twice in a row?

And it was a crushing defeat at that; the heads of the generals who went to fight both times had been cut off and were still hanging on the city walls.

Qingyang Shuo narrowed his eyes, sensing that the matter was not simple.

Could someone be behind the scenes directing the French Army in battle?

Otherwise, how could the opponent have suddenly become so powerful?

Thinking of this, Qingyang Shuo summoned a servant and gave the order: "Investigate who has recently arrived at the French Army, especially the name of the commander of that French garrison in Virginia."

"Yes."

The servant went off.

Qingyang Shuo looked out the window; he could not allow such a variable to appear in his plans. Previously, when France was fighting against Britain, although they had the support of Longyan weapons.

France still lost more than they won.

But now the situation has actually reversed, which is somewhat intriguing. The recent transcoding is severe, which gives us more motivation to update faster. Please move your little hands to exit reading mode. Thank you.