Chapter 557 When the Byzantine Empire's Yanjing Osgilia City was built hundreds of years ago, this giant city, which cost most of the Byzantine Empire's national strength and went through several generations of emperors, immediately became the largest city in the world.
Of course, if one takes into account the fact that the dwarves like to burrow and the elves like to live in trees, then it can even be said that Osgilia is the largest city in the world.
What giants, goblins, and savage things know You know, the will of a huge empire is enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea.
With a population of 10 million and a vast land, the Byzantine Empire was built into their greatest pride.
This majestic city is called "the first male city", and almost everyone in the world has no objection, whether it is the rich Lantis or the proud Odin, they have to admit that compared to the Byzantine Empire's Yanjing, their own country really looks like a rural town.
The Byzantines built a peninsula into a giant city, carving out a wide river on the side of the peninsula that connected it to the mainland, and the walls of Osgilia were as great as if they had been created by the gods of mythological times Almost everyone who comes to Osgilia for the first time will be stunned by this magnificent and huge miracle in front of them, and then can't help but feel the urge to crawl on the ground Of course, it's just almost Because, in this world, there is another place, a city.
If you run to ask anyone in the city and talk to them about "the first heroic city, Osgiria", then you will be despised to death, and you will not even get an answer, only a disdainful look, and at most a "phew".
Osgiria, the first male city on the mainland Phew, what do those leopard nouveau riche know Anyone in this city has absolutely reason to maintain their pride, simply because their homeland, the city in which they live, is a holy city The holy city of Babylon Whether on the continent or on the sea, there are various legends about the city of Babylon, but very few people actually have the opportunity to come to this holy city.
Since time immemorial, the city of Babylon has isolated itself from the world in a special way.
All the magic, all the miracles, all the wealth here have only turned into one legend after another on the continent.
Four hundred years ago, Leonardo da Vinci, one of the greatest painters of the Byzantine Empire, had the privilege of setting foot in the city of Babylon.
The greatest painter of the history of the Byzantine Empire, he has numerous prestigious titles and a brilliant resume.
He once made gorgeous strokes for the Hagia Sophie Cathedral in Yanjing, he once hiked the Odin Empire, and painted the god city, the royal palace of the god emperor, which is said to be blessed by the god Odin, into a huge picture scroll, and he once spent a year to make a hand-me-down work called "Osgilia Glory", which is one hundred and forty meters long, bringing the grandeur and majesty of Osgilia to life However, when the legendary painter finally got a chance in his later years, he came to St.
Babylon with an ancient merchant group to try to fulfill his lifelong wish to include this legendary holy city in his painting Legend has it that Leonardo da Vinci sat outside Babylon for two days and two nights, and finally he silently broke his brush and then departed.
Before leaving, he left this sentence: "No one can draw this miracle, no one because it shouldn't be a miracle on earth" The words of the master spread, and although it was surprising, there were still countless painters who tried to draw the appearance of the city of Babylon on paper, so that the continent was flooded with all kinds of different paintings, and every painter who painted the city of Babylon claimed to have painted the greatness of the city of Babylon.
However, only those who have actually been to the city of Babylon will immediately make a judgment without hesitation after seeing those scrolls: no single picture scroll that has been handed down to the world has not been able to depict even one-tenth, no, one-hundredth of the greatness of this legendary holy city Of course, after the convergence of countless legends that have been circulated in the world, the appearance of this legendary city has finally been revealed a little.
One of the most frequently mentioned sentences is: There, there's a mountain aaa Follow the Realm of Chaos to the northeast, through the vast and almost endless sea of forests, those ancient forests that have existed for thousands of years, and thousands of miles later, there is a high mountain.
Legend has it that the area of this high mountain is not large, it is said that the radius is only more than ten miles, but everyone who has seen it in the sky will say that it is as if an ancient god plunged one of its long swords directly into the earth The vast forest sea seems to be miraculously parted here, revealing a plain that is only a few tens of square kilometers, but this mountain peak stands here, and the white clouds linger on the top of the mountain, as if you can vaguely see a golden palace there.
As for the Holy City, it is also here.
It's not under the mountain, it's not on the mountainside, it's not on the top of the mountain.
It's the mountain The holy city is this mountain.
This mountain is the holy city.
No one knows how the city was built.
The whole city has been perfectly integrated with the mountain.
The towering peaks start from the foot of the mountain, as if the gods have used great divine power to shovel the mountain peaks into layers, just like layers of huge steps, and as if they are those layers of terraced fields that can be seen in the countryside.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are one hundred and nine floors.
On each floor there are all kinds of beautiful buildings, there are tall statues, palace-like houses, churches-like buildings, and there are roads that seem to be built in the sky, and the roads are suspended on the mountain, like countless spiritual snakes entrenched in the bamboo.
A waterfall on the top of the mountain falls from the sky and falls on the mountain, as if turning into a faint mist, enveloping the mountain city in it, and when the sun is beautiful, it is like dyeing a golden curtain.
Countless exotic flowers and plants are dotted among them, and even the elves who are known as the children of nature will be amazed and dazzled by it.
However, all of this is so neat, the whole mountain city, from a distance, is like a huge pyramid of standards to the extreme, layer by layer, each layer of housing buildings, all integrated.
Unlike Osgiria, the city of Babylon had no walls and no city defenses.
However, just below the mountain, around this peak, there are six tall white towers dotted like six-pointed stars.
The distance between each white tower is as accurate as if measured with a ruler, forming a standard six-pointed star that guards the mountain city in it.
There are no military fortifications at the foot of the mountain, and anyone who wants to enter the city can go directly to the mountain city from under a white tower in either direction, a wide and staggering huge road.
However, everyone who passes by the White Pagoda can clearly see that the words engraved on the White Pagoda have not been transformed for thousands of years "Under your feet is the land of the human emperor" aaa Such a city is only allowed to outsiders in the first month of spring.
At this time of year, several large ancient merchant groups from all over the world can come to the city with their caravans, laden with all kinds of scarce goods on the continent, and earn the wealth they can only dream of.
It is only at this time that it will bring a touch of human noise to this legendary city.
After all, the people of the Holy City also have to eat, drink, and dress.
Although with the pride and reserve of the Holy City, even this pride in the bones, makes the people here have a condescending attitude towards all foreign caravans.
However, the various precious goods from the continent brought by those foreign caravans were still welcomed by most of the people in the Holy City.
You don't need any credentials to enter Babylon, as long as you have the ability to cross the vast forests and safely navigate through the territory of the elven giants who inhabit the realm of chaos, you will be eligible to enter Babylon.
There are no soldiers guarding the city either.
Only at the end of every road leading to the mountain is there a building where the senate who controls Babylon has set up a post and where the people of the Holy City receive outsiders of all races who come here.
Whether you're a human or an elf, you can get free hospitality, food, lodging, and everything you need.
Every day before the sun goes down, you can walk up to the mountains and travel through the city from the first floor to the 108th floor.
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Only the highest floor, the one hundred and ninth floor, is the forbidden land, which belongs to the home of the legendary city lord.
It is a city of abundance.
Everyone in Babylon has a calm and unchanging expression on their faces, as a legendary place outside the world, everything that happens in the world seems to have nothing to do with it.
Whether it is the rise and fall of a dynasty, or the competition between the powerful in the world, the people of the Holy City seem to be sitting on the clouds, watching the ebb and flow of this world.
Abundance and comfort are written on everyone's face.
There was no poverty here, and every Babylonian who walked the streets wore beautiful silk that even in the Byzantine Empire could only be worn by nobles.
In the world, even aristocratic families use them as heirlooms, and here you can see them on the necks of the children who run through the streets.
There are also shops, the kind of pure dwarven craftsmanship that can cause powerful warriors to fight for a duel when they fall into the world, and they are even sold as handicrafts in the corners of the shops.
There seemed to be no worldly vices such as theft, for every outsider who came here, even the wealthy leaders of the chamber of commerce, would instantly feel as if they were poor beggars when they looked at the clothes of the Babylonians walking the streets.
The natives seem to have run out of desires, and they have huge dwellings, even if they are poor, living in mansions that are enjoyed by secular aristocrats.
There is also a very special phenomenon here.
The holy city of Babylon never seemed to have had bad weather.
Neither the summer rains nor the winter winds and snows ever existed in Babylon.
The city is as beautiful as spring all year round, and even though the temperature changes with the seasons, there is never the slightest rain or snow.
"For there is a pact between the Holy City and the gods, that the people of the Holy City will be loyal to the descendants of the Emperor from generation to generation.
In exchange, the gods kept the city safe from rain and snow.
That's what the locals claim. aaa When Char and his party walked out of the forest on horseback, they could take the entire mountain city into their eyes.
Following the path paved like a white jade slab to the bottom of a white pagoda outside the Holy City, Char stopped his horse and looked up at the huge words on the white pagoda.
"The land of the human emperor is interesting."
The turtle muttered to himself.
Hesting, who was beside him, suddenly turned over and got off the horse, walked to the white tower, stretched out his hand to touch the wall, and after a long time, he slowly let out a sigh.
"What a powerful force."
Hesting then said as if to understate: "There are six white towers here."
"Yes, six directions, one in each direction, a six-pointed star."
The answer was the timid and cunning guide, who had an interesting name: "Full Tea".
According to him, it was because his father used to plant a yard full of camellia in the family garden.
"Well, it's really the six-pointed star's guardian magic array."
Hesting sighed: "It's not a complicated magic array, it's very simple magic, but it's very powerful" He looked at Char, who had doubts in his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "You really should make up for your common sense, although you are a martial artist, it is best to have some dabbling in magic, didn't your adoptive mother teach you this?"
He pointed to the tall white pagoda beside him: "This is actually a very simple six-pointed star guardian magic array, and each white pagoda is the eye of a magic array.
It's not complicated to say, a mid-level magician can skillfully arrange such a magic array.
But the power of this magic array lies in the fact that the magic power it contains is terrifying.
I just tried it slightly, and the magic induction fluctuations in it made me tremble and tremble with some terrifying magical power that I couldn't help but control."
"So powerful," Char frowned.
"To arrange such a powerful magic array, I don't know how many magic crystals will be consumed, once this level of magic array is activated, even if it is a giant dragon, it can be easily smashed into powder" Hesting closed his eyes and thought for a while, shook his head and said: "No, it is definitely not driven by magic crystals."
The magic power contained in the magic crystal is very limited.
I'm afraid that even a mountain's magic crystal can't supply such a powerful magic array, it must be some other more powerful magic storage material. ” Char also turned over and dismounted, walked to Hesting's side, and the two stood side by side, looking out at the towering mountain in front of them, this city of miracles It seemed that after a long, long time, both of them opened their mouths at the same time and let out a sigh.
"What were you thinking?"
Char asked Hesting.
"I'm wondering how this city was built."
Hasting smiled bitterly: "Osgilia is fucking big enough, but at least I can still imagine how it was built, although that damn wall is huge, it took hundreds of thousands of labor, several generations of hard work, and little by little it can finally be made."
But hell with this mountain, you look at the buildings on the top of the mountain, the palaces, I bet they are bigger than the royal palaces of Osgilia and the cathedral of the church.
I can't imagine any other answer than miracles as to how those huge materials got to the top of the mountain. ” "Maybe it's hundreds of strong people who work together and carry it one by one."
Char smiled evilly: "You know, the strong, the strength is always greater than the average person." ” "Phew."
Hasting sneered: "If Babylon City could have hundreds of strong people working for it and doing such hard work, the ancient Terran Empire would not collapse and perish. ” Speaking of this, Hasting suddenly asked, "What about you, what were you thinking when you looked at this city just now?"
The turtle grinned, still smiling as if it was so loyal and honest, but the words that came out were shocking.
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"I was just thinking about how I would be able to break through this damn city if I came with my troops."
Speaking of this, Char seemed to be full of interest, and couldn't help but talk eloquently: "There are no city walls here, and there are no fortifications on the six roads, although it seems simple, but the people on the mountain are condescending, fighting from the bottom to the top, and they always suffer."
There is also the White Tower Magic Array around here, if even the dragon can be easily sniped according to what you said, then it will definitely be looking for death.
What I think is, it can be besieged.
There must be a lack of water in the mountains, and water is a necessary resource for such a large city to function.
Even if there were some springs or something like that, it would not be possible to support the population consumption of a city, and there must have been some way to divert natural water sources such as nearby rivers.
If I lead an army against this city, I must first cut off their water sources on the periphery, and then trap it for two or three months, and make the people of the city thirsty."
The turtle seemed to have committed an occupational disease, and the more he said, the more excited he became: "Also, although it is six passages to enter the city, but such a large city, dividing troops to attack the six roads must be looking for death, the other party is in the city, and it is definitely faster and more convenient to dispatch forces than the attacking side, it is better to concentrate all the forces and find a direction to advance Moreover, after breaking through the first layer, it is stupid to blindly attack the mountain, this city is layer by layer, I just need to find a way to enter the first layer in one breath, and then occupy the first layer.
You can set fires everywhere on the first floor."
The turtle smiled very badly and evilly: "It doesn't matter if there is no wind here, the fire is burning upwards and there is a shortage of water on the mountain, as long as I put the fire big enough, once the fire spreads and burns, it will automatically spread upwards, and when the time comes" Listening to Char's lawless words, Hesting didn't react, but the guide next to him, Mr.
Mancha, was already frightened What a bold thing that is It was not the first time that Man Cha had come to Babylon, and everyone he knew who had come here was shocked by the miraculous holy city in front of him, and he suddenly had a strong sense of worship.
However, this old man's first thought when he came here was to think about how to lead the troops to slaughter this holy city Blasphemy "It's better that they haven't done something that angers me yet, otherwise, this fire, Lao Tzu will have to let go" The turtle is gnashing its teeth. aaa When they came to the Holy City Post Station at the foot of the mountain, Char and his party did not attract much attention.
At this time of year, the world's chambers of commerce arrived, and although Char and his party were only three people, it was not an unusual thing for the proud people of the Holy City.
It's just that the sky-high pungent bloody aura on Char's body made the people of the Holy City who received the post station a little uncomfortable.
The clothes on his body were stained with blood, and the blood stains on his face seemed to have been deliberately not wiped clean, the only peculiarity was that Char wrapped his head in a turban, he had not forgotten the words of Saint Laurent Garros, his black hair was likely to reveal his own identity The Holy City people in charge of the reception just simply registered, and then issued a badge to the Char and the others to pass through the Holy City and left this is not a hotel, don't expect those proud Holy City people to provide them with tea and water services.
There are rooms for food and accommodation, but you have to do everything yourself.
Coincidentally, at the post station at the foot of the mountain where Char came, other caravans had already arrived here first.
And what is even more coincidental is that this merchant group is actually from Odin.
This Odin merchant group is very large, there are more than 200 people, they arrived here as early as a day ago, the arrogant Odin people unceremoniously occupied more than half of the room of the post station, if it were not for the strict order of the Holy City not to allow anyone to make trouble here, I am afraid that the Odin people will make a move on the Char trio who look like Byzantine costumes.
Despite this, when the Holy City people in charge of the reception left the inn, the rude and savage Odin people in the hall still cast hostile glances at Char and the others.
Those fierce Odin, as if on purpose, showed their battle axes and shook back and forth, and some deliberately began to sharpen their knives in front of Char, and even more provocative, deliberately glared at Char and made throat-slashing gestures.
These Odin people dared to cross the Realm of Chaos to come here, and naturally there were quite a few guys who stretched out their hands, and those majestic figures, strong muscles, and thick calluses on their palms all showed their martial prowess.
However, Char naturally didn't pay attention to these small provocations, and he didn't know how many he had killed.
As for Hesting, although the Odin Valkyrie is famous, but Hesting has always been wearing thick armor in battles, and his face is covered with face armor, and there are not too many people who recognize his true face, at least these warriors of the Odin Chamber of Commerce will not have the opportunity to recognize the high-flying Odin Valkyrie.
The only one who was trembling was Mr.
Man Cha, the timid guide who didn't dare to leave Char's side for a moment, and didn't even dare to go to the toilet alone.
"It's all trading rallies for a month, but not every day, but every three days.
I asked, if you two want to do something here or buy something, I'm afraid you'll have to wait two days.
Mancha flattered and reported the news he had heard to Char.
In the evening, another group of people came from the inn, but it was a hundred-person Lantis merchant group.
The arrival of these Landis dispersed the hostility of the Odin, after all, in this war, the Landis first helped Odin, and then switched sides to Byzantium, which was tantamount to a betrayal for the Odin.
But these Lantis people didn't give Char a good face, and Char had no intention of dealing with them, but after pulling a full cup of tea and asking some things about Babylon City, as soon as the morning dawned, he left the post station alone, went to the mountain, and set foot in Babylon City. aaa Although Char was full of disgust with this so-called "holy city" because of the words of Saint Laurent Garros before, after he really walked into Babylon, everything he saw still made the turtle have a sense of shock as a leopard entering the city.
He walked around the city on the first floor for an hour or so, and he saw several things that were rare on the mainland.
The streets here are smooth and wide, and most importantly, they are as clean as if they had been washed with water.
There are some taverns on the street, and although Char's entry makes the locals a little cold, after buying a pot of wine, the taste of the entrance still makes Char, a veteran drunkard, almost swallow his tongue You can't even drink such a good wine in the royal palace of Byzantium Of course, the price is also expensive, and the amazingly small pot of wine made Char's wallet deflat.
The locals here do not use currency at all, but consume some so-called "money" in a nominal way, and outsiders like Char have to use expensive substitutes for Byzantine coins, only gold coins are reluctantly accepted, and silver coins and the like directly get a roll of the other party's eyes.
After Char inquired, she found out that most of the ordinary outsiders used gems as currency to pay.
From the usual ruby sapphires, to precious diamonds and the finest fire diamonds.
Poor our turtle, as the first powerful man in the Byzantine Empire, a great warlord with seven counties of land and more than 100,000 troops, is actually despised as a poor man here.
Passing by a shop, Char walked in and took a cursory look, and saw a few weapons hanging in the corner, the well-made samurai sword, obviously made by the dwarves' craftsmanship and not ordinary road goods, it was definitely produced by excellent craftsmen among the dwarves.
Char took the long sword he was carrying with him and tried it, and the sword on his body was also bought from other mercenaries in the caravan, which was also a good weapon.
The result of the test was simple, the shop's sword cut Char's weapon in two as if it were cutting wood, and the opponent's blade did not even have a gap the size of a grain of rice.
"Good sword," Char sighed.
Although he does not lack weapons, and his fire fork is an almost artifact-like existence, but his companions and friends, if they have such a sharp weapon, they can directly increase their strength by a large margin.
Unfortunately, after asking the price, Char immediately dismissed the idea of buying.
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The price was so expensive that Char didn't even have the courage to continue watching, and the turtle almost had the idea of being a thief.
"These Babylonians are really not ordinary rich."
The turtle sighed.
Walking out of the store, Char felt that he had only stood on the street for a while, and cold eyes came to him from all directions.
I'm too conspicuous as an outsider here.
But Char already had a plan, he wandered into a path, looked for a long time, and saw a building in front of him, the upstairs window was open, and Char easily jumped in.
This is obviously a family, and Char randomly took out a white robe that is common in the local area.
After changing into a local outfit, Char immediately received a different treatment when she walked back onto the street.
Char, who was tall, wore the usual white robe of the Babylonians, and the turtle who had removed his turban was revealed, revealing his black hair.
All this made Char, who was walking on the street, get another treatment.
All the Babylonians who passed by him gave him respectful glances, and some even bowed to him from a distance.
"Black hair seems to be a symbol of nobility here."
Char recalled the words of Saint Laurent Garros and decided not to waste any more time and ran straight up the first floor quickly.
From the first floor of the city to the one hundred and eighth floor, Char saw some subtle differences.
The gap between rich and poor in Babylon is so small that it can almost be ignored, but the higher up the city, the fewer people can be seen on the streets.
What's more, the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more black-haired people you can see.
There are very few black-haired people here, but every time they meet them, Char can't help but feel a little natural closeness, and the appearance and contours of these people are obviously not the same as the Byzantines or the Odin Lantis, and they are closer to Char's appearance.
And Char's figure is tall and straight, and at first glance it is obvious that he is a warrior's physique, and he is even more respected by others, even some black-haired people, when they see Char, they are friendly and respectful and bow their heads.
Char tried to walk into another shop and was greeted with warmth and surprise.
The owner of the shop seemed to be amazed that Char, a "black-haired noble samurai", could enter his shop, and this surprise intensified as Char showed interest in the weapons in the shop.
"It's surprising that a member of a noble samurai regiment like you would be interested in my ordinary goods here" The boss was full of respect: "Do you take away the things you fancy directly, or do I send someone to send it just to ask you to leave your honorable name, and I will send someone to the samurai regiment to transfer the payment." ” To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: