Chapter 275: The Renowned "Death Legion

Outside Changjiu Farm.

Twenty or so people and six double-headed cows loaded with goods were stopped.

The leader seemed to be a Merchant, followed by a few Mercenaries, and the rest, shackled at hands and feet, were likely Slaves.

Staring blankly at everything before him, Sun Shiqi's eyes were filled with bewilderment; he almost thought he was hallucinating.

"Is this... 'North Suburb'?"

A man-high wooden fence twined with barbed wire stood in front of tidy brick-and-wood houses and bustling streets, children playing, vendors selling goods, and elderly farmers heading to the fields.

Most local Residents wore jackets made from Hyena skin, but with the recent warmer weather, many had wrapped their jackets around their waists, and some wealthier individuals had switched to cloth garments.

Looking further afield, large concrete walls and watchtowers loomed, atop which soldiers in black uniforms and carrying rifles stood.