At night, Nashadir was not in the city lord's palace.
Instead, it was in a castle built by an Egyptian noble, with a bed inlaid with gilded gems.
Nashadir wore a spacious robe made of loose wool and silk, but the woman resting on his arm was as soft and weak as flesh.
Marina lay in Nashadir's arms and said softly: "Master, you are really amazing."
Nashadir's fierceness just now was no joke.
If he were on the battlefield, he would kill the invading enemy to the point of being stunned.
Nashadir looked at the beauty in his arms through the dim light lit by the bedside, and saw the charm flowing between her eyebrows, coupled with the gold necklace she was wearing that shone brightly in the firelight.
Nashadir smiled softly, and thought of this woman's madness just now, reappeared in his mind.
Nashadir continued.
The two of them stayed up all night, with Marina wearing a satisfied smile.
"Master, I figured it out and will follow you from now on."
Nashadir laughed, this noble princess finally figured it out.
"If you follow me, you will have to bear some heavy weight."
Marina's face turned red, she glanced at him shyly and hummed softly.
At three o'clock in the morning, the two of them fell into a deep sleep.
All three parties have now surrendered to Nashadir.
...
And now on the other side of the ocean, America!
A former British colony in America, this colony now belongs to Longyan.
Qin Changfeng came to this colony with a thousand Longyan soldiers.
This colony extends in all directions, the terrain is flat and fertile, but the land here is very barren.
Only a few crops are cultivated here, but they do not grow well.
But this is a paradise where Indians gather. Qin Changfeng can see an Indian every 100 meters here.
Within a radius of ten miles, there are countless tribes of Indians, large and small.
The development here is very backward. Compared with the Indian tribes around Longyan City and the tribes near Yuncheng, it is simply in the sky and on the ground.
These tribes even still use primitive tools. They do not know how to smelt iron. The British informed that there is no iron smelting left here.
They still sharpen one end of a branch or tie large pieces of hard stone to sticks with strips of cloth to make simple tools.
Qin Changfeng frowned slightly when he saw this scene. These Indians were completely backward.
Even the most basic communication and the most basic language have not formed a system. They are still gesticulating with their hands.
Qin Changfeng sighed and took another look at the backward Indians here.
But I found that not all Indians were so backward, there were also some Indians who had preliminary knowledge and could use tools.
But these Indians who knew how to use the duke were deceiving and tempting, and even took away the crops of backward Indians.
When Qin Changfeng saw this scene, he shook his head and ignored it.
He walked slowly towards the depths of this colonial area. His purpose was to observe and record the situation here and gain some understanding of it.