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Chapter 41 The oldest city of mankind - Ur

East longitude 46°06', north latitude 30°57', in the southern dense forest of the Euphrates.

A humble city is located in the lush woods.

An eight-meter-high city wall was built with adobe and stones, enclosing a rectangular site, 600 meters long and 400 meters wide.

The city is oval in plan, with walls and moats, and two ports leading to the water.

There is a large amount of cultivated land in the city, three-meter-wide streets extend in all directions, and practical houses are arranged closely and orderly.

ur.

It's the name of the city.

It is a city-state established by the Sumerians in the early days, and its history is even older than Uruk. It can be said to be the earliest city in the world.

The city is prosperous and fertile, housing more than 3 people.

Outside the city walls, there are endless wheat fields. With the care of the Euphrates River, there is a bumper harvest every year. About [-] farmers live near the city of Ur, living in houses made of reeds.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

Bending down to work in the wheat field, a middle-aged uncle took care of the crops that were growing well, while chatting with his companions.

"What did you hear? Did something big happen recently?"

The companion asked, and at the same time, he waved the special fertilizer in the bucket and spread it into the field, expecting a yield of [-] per mu.

"The city-state of Uruk next door seems to have a big move. I heard from the caravan from Uruk that the king of Uruk seems to be building a very long city wall."

At first glance, this middle-aged uncle is the kind of sullen and saucy figure with well-informed and inner gossip, holding a straw in his hand and dancing with his hands.

"Hey, why did the king of Uruk build such a long city wall?"

"Who knows, but since the return of the king of Uruk, he is no longer a tyrant, and is a lot wiser. The king has his own reasons for doing so."

The companion shrugged and replied indifferently, obviously lacking interest in the news of the middle-aged uncle.

This made the middle-aged uncle feel disillusioned.

Others don't want to discuss with you, and they're not ready to cheer you up, so what's the point?

Forget it, let's hurry up and get some rest!

Just as the middle-aged uncle thought so, an unfamiliar voice interjected in the diagonal field.

"Well, can you tell me what you just said? I'm curious!"

This made the middle-aged uncle refreshed and turned to look at the source of the sound.

The visitor was dressed in Sumerian costumes and maintained a friendly smile on his face...

This is Annan who sneaked into the city-state of Ur under the leadership of Mu Xiu Huxiu!

"Young man, do you want to hear it? No problem. If you want Uncle to chat about this, I won't be tired at all."

The middle-aged uncle was full of energy, gave a thumbs up, showed his bright white teeth, and spoke like a storyteller.

"This matter should start seven days ago."

"It is said that that day, the wise king of Uruk watched the sky at night and found that Uruk would usher in a disaster that would destroy the world."

"In order to resist the disaster, the people of Uruk united and decided to build a city wall as high as the sky and the earth to keep the disaster out of the wall."

"Uncle, I also heard people say that the priests of Uruk have done rituals for seven days and seven nights, and they have attracted seven incredible help. All of them are hundreds of feet tall and can carry mountains. A wish comes true!"

The middle-aged uncle vomited droplets, and he continued to talk, the more he said, the more exaggerated, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, which was very convincing.

If Annan didn't know a little about the situation, he would have believed it for real.

But this is ancient times after all, and it is inconvenient for people to transmit information. It is a normal thing that the content becomes unrecognizable after layers of retelling.

"Well, but the key information can still be roughly extracted."

Annan listened carefully to the news the middle-aged uncle heard, and thought to himself.

Gilgamesh, who is now the wise king, should have told his people that Uruk would be completely destroyed.

And the people of Uruk decided to fight against fate together and build an absolute monster front line. Xian Wang Shan also used Uruk's big cup to summon heroic servants as helpers.

The general situation is still as he knows, and it is necessary to go to the field to investigate.

"Thank you, uncle, your news is very useful to me."

An Nan thought quietly, and after the middle-aged uncle finally finished speaking with satisfaction, he smiled lightly and said thanks.

"It's okay, it's okay, the uncle just heard the news from Uruk's caravan. As a young man, it's easy to know."

The middle-aged uncle waved his hand, as if I knew everything.

Ok?

Is my identity exposed? !

An Nan raised his eyebrows, his eyes gradually became serious, and there was a faint murderous surging.

This is the era when the Age of Gods has not yet faded away, don't there be any powerful people who pretend to be peasants and deliberately come to guard him?

"Young man, although your clothes are similar to your uncle's, your skin is obviously not as dark as uncle's, and you don't have any calluses on your hands. You don't work often, and your temperament is like a sacrifice. You are actually a noble in the city, right?"

The middle-aged uncle did not notice the change in Annan's expression, but proudly told his careful observation.

Don't just say half a sentence, do you know if you hurt others and yourself?

Annan's tense body relaxed, looking at the middle-aged uncle who didn't know he had walked through the gate of hell, he smiled helplessly.

"Uncle, you have a good eye. I have a showdown. I am indeed the son of a big businessman in the city. Today, I am interested. I will change my clothes and see my own fields."

Annan smiled and complimented, and his expression remained unchanged.

"By the way, in order to thank you uncle for chatting with me for so long, I have a piece of advice here, you can listen to it if you want."

"If you can, go to Uruk early, at least there... Maybe you can live to the end."

When he said this, the smile on Annan's face suddenly subsided, and his expression looked extremely serious.

And in his dark and deep pupils, there is a touch of self-deprecation, as if laughing at himself who said this.

"Hey, boy, what do you mean by that?"

The middle-aged uncle who had not yet reacted was confused, but Annan had already gone far, and his figure gradually turned into a small black spot on the road to the city of Ur.

Chapter 42 Your city is in chaos!

"It's amazing that human beings were able to build such a city more than 4000 years ago."

Putting the suit of Sumerian characteristic clothes on his body back to its original place, Annan used magic to hide himself, and quietly mixed into the city of Ur.

Although it is said that he has the blessing of the gods, but seeing the quite prosperous scene, Annan still feels that he has learned a lot.

At this time, primitive handicraft workshops had appeared, and commerce was extremely developed.

A hundred years later, in order to protect the private economy, the "Ulnam Code" proposed by the city-state of Ur is the earliest known written code in the world.

Even now, you can freely trade in the shop that sells items, selling all kinds of exquisite handicrafts.

Openworked golden cup, golden bull-headed harp, short sword with lapis lazuli hilt and golden scabbard...

"Has the refining technology of metals reached this point? No wonder Sumer can be used as a singularity that determines the course of human history."

Annan glanced around the merchandise at random, and his eyes stayed on a beautiful bull-headed harp, tsk tsk surprisingly.

This bull-headed harp is made of lapis lazuli and gold leaf. The body of the harp is carved from yellow wood. The body of the harp is also inlaid with shells, rubies and lapis lazuli to show the story of Gilgamesh's subjugation of the bull of the sky.

One thing to say, the totem of the bull was often used in Sumer. The Sumerians worshiped bulls. Gilgamesh was likened to a noble bison in the epic, although he may hate such a description. .

After all... Enkidu died because of the bull of the sky.

"But the useless goddess of Ishtar has long lost the bull of the sky. Hmph, it's not something to be afraid of at all."

Annan let out a disdainful laugh. In his mind's Servant Threat Ranking, Istar was much worse than Feathered Serpent.

With the same body, Ailey can become the four girlfriends outside the shield, but Ishtar can only become a comedian who is similar to Aqua.

A mere poor tit and arrogant double ponytail, a proper role of a defeated dog, not worth mentioning.

Even if he carries imaginary space and needs Totiamat with one hand, Annan can still suppress Ishtar!

"However, Istar hasn't descended to this era yet, so let's go to work now."

Bringing his thoughts back to reality, Annan turned his attention to the center of Ur City...

A white wall was erected there, separating the inside and outside of the city and establishing the central holy city.

In the Holy City, there is one and only one building.

It was a tall tower.

On a rectangular base with a length of 64 meters and a width of 46 meters, blocks of blue-gray bricks are laid horizontally and vertically, and they are built regularly.

Like a pyramid, the layers shrink upward and become smaller from the bottom to the top.

A total of seven floors, up to 21 meters.

On the seventh floor, which is the top of the tower, there are shrines and altars dedicated to gods.

"The fluctuation of magic power is extremely terrifying, yes, this is the Age of Gods, and this Sigrat's tower is of course a veritable temple!"

Annan took a deep breath and stared at the tower in the center of Ur City, the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Zigrate Pagoda, also known as Ur Temple Pagoda, Ur zigzag Pagoda!

This tower is the prototype of the Tower of Babel in the Bible, and Power is no joke.

If the owner of the tower personally controls it, it is definitely not inferior to the Temple of the Sun of Ramses II!

As for the owner of this tower, it is naturally the patron saint of the city of Ur, the daughter of the wind god Enlil and the goddess Ninlil—the moon god Nanna!

At the same time, this goddess of the moon is also Inanna—the mother of Ishtar!

"Moon God Nanna... Nanna, speaking of it, the name of this Moon God written upside down is my name."