Chapter 120: Ancestral Memory

In order to ensure that the alien with the blood of immortality could be successfully captured, Kora mobilized the troops of the whole country, and except for the tens of thousands of city defenders who stayed behind in the capital Isai, almost all the rest went north with him. As for the safety of the other cities in Sambiland, Kola didn't care at all, and he wouldn't set foot in those poor countryside in the future anyway.

Although it is an army that has conquered the country, this army has no actual combat experience, except that last year it sent part of its troops to participate in the expedition to the Western Allied Army, and had a record of unsuccessful attempts on the Western Continent. Twelve years ago, the army of the previous king of Sambiland had been almost wiped out in the battle with Herilandi, and in the end, only a few thousand remnants of the army were defeated and fled back to the capital. Of the new army formed by Kora, only a few slave-born veterans were left over from the previous generation, and the rest of the recruits were civilians who joined the army because of their admiration for Kora. Most of the slaves originated from the defeated countries in the early years, and in the years after Kola ascended the throne, there were no wars with neighboring countries, so the number of slaves in Sambiland was not large, and they were basically left by the previous generation of kings, and now they are all engaged in production and labor, supporting the nouveau riche of Sambiland.

Except for the fact that when the previous generation of King Sambiland fought hard at the border of Heriland, he and a gang of rabble went around smashing, looting, burning, and picking up leaks, and he actually had no formal experience in marching and fighting, so when preparing military funds this time, he really angered many people. The slaves' usual labor was barely enough to squander the Kola and the nouveau riche, and the national grain was already empty. The comfortable days have been too long, and Kola has not considered the need for grain storage in the national grain bank in case of emergency. Therefore, it has become an extremely difficult task to suddenly prepare the military resources needed for the march of 600,000 troops for several months.

In a fit of rage, he kept pressuring the nobles, threatening them to find a way to raise money in the fastest possible time anyway, or else they would be stripped of their titles. Therefore, the nouveau riche ordered the soldiers to collect grain from house to house, and committed robbership in the name of patriotism, which caused the whole country to mourn.

In the years after he ascended the throne, he never helped his subjects develop their economies, but only squeezed wealth from them. The cultivated land of Sambiland was becoming deserted, and except for the slaves who had to work hard, the people who blindly worshipped the Kola dreamed that "all men are created equal, and that all men should enjoy the right to glory and wealth", thinking that one day they would be transformed into the most noble people in the country, enjoying the supreme glory and wealth. As for the old virtues such as industriousness and simplicity, they have long been abandoned by the times, and grain production is naturally declining day by day.

Therefore, after a long delay, the nobles barely scraped together enough military funds from all over the country. Kola can finally take the army of 600,000 Sambiland and set off north, heading towards the Devil's Forest.

Twelve years after ascending the throne, Kora led the army for the first time, and looking back at the army that was shoulder to shoulder, he had an inexplicable pride in his heart, as if he had really become a great monarch fighting in all directions. This wonderful state of mind was completely different from the feeling of the poor and luxurious days spent in the capital, and the vanity of Kola was once again greatly satisfied, and his confidence in seizing the "blood of immortality" was doubled.

At this time, in Jianing City in the Devil's Forest, the unsuspecting people are still living an orderly life.

With the help of Modi, Sangwu, Yanshu and Kama, Future Sukarlana has finally taken the first step towards a new world, and although the current city of Jianing has a population of just over 30,000, it already has the rudiments of an independent country. The people who live here no longer grovel for food and clothing, struggle between survival and death, they work equally, share the harvest, know how to use their strength to help others, and at the same time get many rewards from others. Under the subtle influence of the environment, people gradually turned "gratitude and sharing" into a way of survival, and over time, this concept and behavior pattern naturally became one of the cultural characteristics of Jianing City.

Previously, during the reign of Naborland, these people had never had freedom of belief. They are tightly bound by extreme moral creeds, and they are afraid that the slightest negligence will blaspheme the lizard god, and they tremble even in their dreams, for fear that they will say the wrong thing in their dreams and be denounced by their relatives and friends in the neighborhood. Because whistleblowers often receive honor and praise, while those who offend the lizard god have only one way to death. At that time, the people of Naboland were narrow-minded and mean, without self-esteem or self-confidence, and lived in an atmosphere of fear all day long. Everyone seems to be encased in a shaped and fragile clay pot, placed on a silk thread between two cliffs, and if the person in the jar moves slightly, the clay pot will immediately fall off the cliff, and the only result will be the death of the pot. When people's freedom and dignity have been seriously degraded, who has the heart to enjoy life and create value?

The refugees have been ruled by disastrous values that are clearly in conflict with the new world that Sukarana wants to build, and if they are allowed to continue to believe in those foolish values, the city of Jianing will be destroyed sooner or later. Therefore, Future Sukarana has put a lot of effort into helping the refugees gradually abandon the values that would obviously lead to disaster, with the support of several partners.

Regardless of their origins, whether they are nobles, commoners, or slaves, only those who can break free from the shackles of narrow and extreme ideas can attain true freedom. People with free souls often possess a high level of creativity, which has brought about far more changes in people's lives than the changes brought about by the rulers of any era who opened up their territories. This point can be seen at a glance from the new appearance of Jianing City today.

However, this new look does not only refer to the fruits of people's labor, but also to spiritual gains. At least, they had stopped driving the beasts of the forest to no avail, and had gradually begun to move towards abundance after that difficult period. When people's freedom and dignity are duly respected, they become more relaxed, happy, friendly, and more willing to focus on creation.

In today's Jianing City, the residents are farmers, students, and soldiers. After all, there are only about 30,000 of them, and they have to wear many hats to build and protect their homes. The good thing is that people have no complaints, and they work, study and train very happily every day, and they are not willing to leave anything behind. Because, they just learned that life is so colorful, not belittled, not suppressed, life is full and happy, and they can't help but add more and more.

Considering Yan Shu's mood, several of his companions still lived with him in the palace. Although the palace is a little old, it has been cleaned up a lot. To be honest, with Tiward, there were only six of them in total, and it took nearly a hundred days to tidy up the palace together. Of course, there will be no slaves in Jianing City, not now, and not in the future, and you have to do your own food and daily life, and no one can be an exception. Because this is the basis for creating a peaceful homeland, it is only natural that they should lead by example.

On this day, several partners originally had important matters to discuss, and made an appointment for the meeting, but they didn't see Yan Shu and Kama when they waited. When I was about to go out to look for it in the future, I saw the two of them coming back one after the other.

"Look, what is this?" was Kama who rushed into the house first, and she happily raised the two identical daggers in front of them, dancing ostentatiously, to the envy of Tiward next to her.

Sang Wu took one of the short knives from Kama's hand and leaned in front of him to take a closer look. The blade of the short knife is slightly curved, slightly longer than an ordinary dagger, and the scabbard is carved with exquisite flame patterns, with a distinct and ancient fog culture style. Sang Wu couldn't help but sigh: "What a delicate short knife! It looks a little historical, but the blade is very sharp." It is said that the Nabolanders had shaved away all the valuable things in the city of Jianing, and such a good knife had escaped the catastrophe?"

"Hehe......" Karma deliberately betrayed, "there are times when the Napolelanders are negligent. ”

At this time, Yan Shu just stepped into the door, and said with a smile: "If those Napoleanders knew what they had missed, they would definitely regret it and only hated to gouge out their eyes. ”

Yan Shu walked directly to the future, holding a long sword in both hands, and handed it to him with a solemn expression. Future was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little puzzled, and under Yan Shu's signal, he reached out and took the long sword.

It was a heavy, straight sword with an unpretentious appearance, and its scabbard was so simple that it didn't even have any decorative patterns. However, the grip of this sword is slightly longer than that of a normal sword, and it is wrapped in a flexible dark brown animal skin, which makes it just the right amount of comfort for holding the sword in one hand or with both hands. The shape of the whole sword is more peculiar, only the gauntlet is more special, like a raging flame.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of "Qiang-", and the future pulled the long sword out of the scabbard, and a cold light flashed in front of him. He rested the scabbard on the table next to him, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and couldn't take his eyes off it as soon as he lifted it, and was instantly attracted to it. The blade lines on the sword's body are clearly visible, as if revealing its superb and intricate forging process, and although its appearance is unpretentious, it has been tempered for thousands of years. It abandons all the cumbersome glitz, but retains its function and momentum as a weapon.

In an instant, Future felt that he had become one with this sword, and the blade of the sword seemed to be an extension of his arm, so natural and appropriate. You don't have to think about it to know that this must be specially tailored for him by Yan Shu, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "What's its name?"

"The Sword of Kings. Yan Yu blurted out. In fact, before that, he hadn't thought about the name, this was the sword he had built for the future with his own hands, and he wanted the future to have a name for himself. But when he saw Future grasp the hilt of the sword with both hands and lift it up, the originally simple and unpretentious sword suddenly became extremely dazzling, and the name suddenly became Yan Yu's heart.

"Oh, what a name! "Silent Truth is touched and praised.

Yan Shu smiled with satisfaction, then turned to Sangwu, Modi, and Tivod, and said to them, "Come with me, I have something good to show you, and you will definitely like it." ”

Before it was destroyed by the Napoleons, although it was only a small country, the weapons created by the Naruto people of the fog have been famous since ancient times. Especially the royal family and nobles of the foggy sound, almost all of them have superb forging skills. As a result, there is also a forge in the royal palace of Jianing City, but this forge is not the same as the weapon foundry in Napoleland.

The Kirishi Naruto believed in the Vulcan God of Fire, and they passed on the art of forging from generation to generation with a sense of reverence for the Vulcan, and their passion for forging has long been integrated into the blood of every Kiri Naruto. Despite this, Kiri Naruto is not keen on war, in fact, it would be more appropriate to describe this country of weapons as a country of ingenuity. Of course, they didn't just build weapons, but there were many other tools, however, the belligerent Lepelian people only had their eyes on weapons, and they also took it upon themselves to call the fog the country of weapons.

For Kiri Naruto, forging is a very beautiful thing, and this can be fully reflected from the location of the palace forge. This is because this stone-built square forge is located on the edge of the palace garden, which is closely connected to the garden. The roof of the main building of the forge is a four-slope structure, with a large door and a long row of windows on each of the four high walls, which are opposite to each other, and the interior is very spacious and bright, including a door facing the giant statue group in the center of the garden.

Yan Shu led a few of his companions to the forge yard, lit a torch from the corner of the forge yard, and picked up a clay pot with a spout filled with grease from the ground. Yan Shu first handed the first oil tank to Tiward beside him, and then turned around and was about to pick up the other, but saw that Karma had already consciously picked up the canister, so he turned around and walked out of the forge with the torch.

They continued through another gate in the forge and walked towards the group of statues in the center of the palace garden. Although the few people who were kept in the dark were a little puzzled about lighting torches in the middle of the day, Karma, who knew about it, refused to say a word, and mysteriously said that he wanted to leave them a surprise and let them wait patiently. Therefore, a few unknown people had to follow with curiosity and anticipation all the way.

The group of statues in the garden is carved into several connected stone mountains, among which there are both fully three-dimensional statues and reliefs carved into the stone walls. The carvings are almost always about the scenes of the Kiri Naruto crafting weapons and living utensils, just like a lifelike historical document of the Kiri Naruto. Thankfully, the Nabolanders had only taken away the city's valuables and were not interested in the stone statues, and the historic statues were able to survive intact.

Yan Shu gently stroked the relief on the stone wall with his hand as he walked, and couldn't help himself, and said with feeling: "When I was a child, my father often wandered here. Once, he brought both my eldest brother and I here, just like I do now, and caressed the statues with great care, and said to us, 'This is where the wisdom of Naruto Kirito is condensed...... but I was too young to take his words to heart. Many years later, when I came back here, I was so separated from each other that I thought I might never remember what he had said to me. However, as I slowly touched the statues along the places where my memory had been touched by his hand, my father's words came back to my memory word by word, and I could even clearly see every tiny wrinkle on his face...... Now I finally understand that the power of the soul is so powerful, not only has it preserved everything I have experienced, but even what my ancestors have experienced has long been engraved in my soul. I used to think I had forgotten, but now I realize that I just don't want to think about it. ”

Looking at the nostalgic face, the partners couldn't help but be moved, and no one could bear to interrupt his words, so they quietly listened to Yan Yu's memories. They knew that Yan Shu had brought them here on purpose, not to reminisce about the past, he just couldn't help himself. Since coming to Jianing City, among the few people, only Yan Yu has suffered the most. Because, the people of Naboland not only destroyed his homeland, but also brutally slaughtered all the people in the capital city of Jianing, so that Yan Shu was reduced from a noble prince to a slave of Nabolland, and suffered for thirty years. Today, the old capital of the motherland has become a shelter for Naboland refugees. Yan Shu has to sleep every night with the hatred of destroying the country, but every day he has to do his best to help those refugees from enemy countries continue to survive in their homeland. I'm afraid that only Yan Shu himself can understand the pain, but he never complained from beginning to end.

In today's Jianing City, there is no one who does not know his true identity. Even though Fog Ming has long since died, people still call him "Prince" when they see him, because he still deserves the title.