C25 Away

Today is the winter of year 105 of the Imperial calendar, January 5th.

At this time, Zhao Tian, Wu Youde and six of their subordinates were standing outside the city gate.

Opposite them was a group of people who had come to send them off.

Although the journey was dangerous, none of the guards under the command of the Yongfeng Ridge shrank back.

It was so much so that ordinary soldiers who had not yet reached the Spiritual Energy Level rushed to register after hearing the news, wanting to go along with it.

The Yongfeng Ridge was their home, and Zhao Tian was their most respected lord. Without the Zhao Family's guidance, many of them would not have been born, and would have lived on.

Which territory's people did not envy these people who lived in the Yongfeng Ridge?

This was all brought to them by the Lord, and now that the territory was in need of them due to the difficulties, they were naturally eager to repay the debt.

When Zhao Tian heard this, he naturally felt comforted in his heart. However, if these ordinary soldiers of the Palace were to follow him, that would truly be courting death!

After explaining the importance of staying here, he only picked three early stage Spiritual Energy Level officers, two mid-stage Spiritual Energy Level officers, and a deputy who was in the middle stage of Spiritual Energy Level.

Adding him and Wu Youde, there were a total of eight people who were going to the Boundless Mountains to explore, six Spiritual Energy Level and two Spirit Drawing Realm.

In ordinary small territories, there were not many territories that could gather this many experts. Let's not talk about Spirit Drawing Realm first.

Even if one reached the Spiritual Energy Level, they could apply for a title of nobility in the Empire, holding positions as a city's security captain or something like that, which would be better than suffering in a remote place like this!

It was already impressive for the other small territories to have half of the Yongfeng Ridge's fighting strength, but the Yongfeng Ridge had always been building their territory. Furthermore, their taxes were not high, and their citizens were rich and prosperous.

Outside the city gate, Zhao Tian led a few prefectural soldiers who stood proudly with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, cupped their fists and said to Wu Cai, Liu Fu and the other officials:

"Old Wu, Housekeeper Liu, everyone, we are leaving. We will leave the territory to everyone to take care of. I thank everyone here!"

Wu Cai and the others returned the greeting, and nodded their heads, indicating that they did not need to worry about their territory.

Zhao Tian then looked at the Ling Family and merchants who had come to send them off, and nodded at them with a smile.

In the end, his gaze fell upon Zhao Fengnian who was sitting on a wheelchair. He waved his hand at Zhao Fengnian, then jumped onto his horse, and led his group of soldiers towards the cold wind, and left while riding on the snow ?

Looking at the departing figures of Zhao Tian's group, Zhao Fengnian muttered to himself, "Father, everyone, you must definitely return safely!"

After Zhao Tian and the rest left, Yongfeng Ridge returned to being busy.

The new year had begun, and all the merchants had already returned to the Yongfeng Ridge, ready to open their businesses to welcome the adventurers.

Lingmin also had their own matters to attend to, so they had to prepare for the spring ploughing two months ago.

In this world, most of the agriculture was made up of human resources. Their cultivation capacity was limited and their output was not high, so only a small portion of the territory was used. There was still a large piece of wasteland that had yet to be reclaimed.

The farming tools Ling Min used were simple tools like hoes and shovels that were smelted from ordinary black iron ores. They could be hard, but they were not tough enough and would break if used too hard.

Thus, when every family was free, they would go to the black iron mine in the territory and mine their own ores.

In addition, if he gave a small amount of money to the iron-making workshop under his territory, he could build a few farm tools for reserve. Otherwise, if the farm tools were broken in the spring, it would be too late for him to temporarily hold onto them.