The Dragon That Devours the World

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"For France, the greatest significance of the emergence of Joan is to turn a war of inheritance that was originally only related to the nobility into a sacred war between France and Britain, which inspired the patriotic enthusiasm of the French people and promoted the modern concept of nationality. Birth."

-"Teach you to see interesting history"

In July 1465, under the city of Paris, the boiling army flag was waving like a cloud, and looking at the scene in front of him from above the city, Louis XI frowned.

"Bold Charlie... really bold."

This Louis XI, known as the Spider King, stroked his chin and couldn't help but sneer.

Louis XI was the son of Charles VII. Since the incredible appearance of Joan of Arc that year, the national enthusiasm of France has been soaring. Even after Joan of Arc was captured, Charles VII still ruled the country steadily. , While winning over the Burgundians and negotiating with the British, while expanding their territory.

Finally more than ten years ago, the former crown prince regained the last piece of French territory. King Henry of England admitted that he was defeated. France won the victory of the Hundred Years War between Britain and France. The century-long war of succession came to an end. Charles also borrowed This expanded the territory of the royal family and elevated the status of the royal family.

However, because of the inaction in the Joan of Arc incident, Charles has been criticized by scholars. As the king who ended the Hundred Years War and laid the foundation for the centralization of the French royal family, Charles VII was only praised by historians as " The "victor"-the person who won the victory, this is certainly praise, but there are also vague concepts that are not clear. The one who won the victory may not be the "great". It is hard to say whether there is a scholar's insinuation among them.

After the death of Charles VII, his son inherited the throne of the French king. Unlike his father’s gentle attitude towards the nobility, this "Spider King" who likes to manipulate conspiracy and power came to power and vigorously promoted talented civilians, completely ignoring it. The status of aristocracy was denied, and several aristocrats were continuously deprived of their territories. The aristocrats looked at each other, and finally triggered the rebellion of the "Public Welfare League" headed by the Duke of Burgundy "Bold Charlie" this year.

"Jan...Jan...If I have someone like Joan, why should I be afraid of someone like Charlie. It's a pity that the saint didn't follow me, but followed that coward."

Looking at the Burgundian army under the city wall, the French king said with regret.

By the side of Louis XI, several ministers pretended not to hear, and were silent. Louis XI's dissatisfaction with his father Charles VII is well known. When he was the crown prince in the past, he once united with generals to set off a rebellion against Charlie, but it was only suppressed by Charlie.

After he became king himself, he was unscrupulous without restriction. He who had always admired Joan of Arc, once regretted that he had no outstanding generals like Joan of Arc, and was now forced to guard Paris by the army of the Duke of Burgundy. , It is inevitable to complain.

Gazing at the army in front of him, Louis XI thought, but he couldn't help but recall what happened more than 20 years ago...

That year, he was only a seven or eight-year-old child, who was arranged by Charles VII to protect him in a castle. The gloomy castle, damp environment, and endless bad news were all he had in his childhood, and he lived all day long. In panic. Not to mention that he is just the child of the crown prince, even the crown prince himself did not know what his fate was, and until that year, a girl who turned out to be born changed all this...

It is difficult to describe what kind of image it is for a child. The heroine who turned the tide has become an idol worshipped by the child, but it is a pity that the heroine was burned alive because of her father's inaction. This is not at the core of the relationship between Louis and his father, but it is undoubtedly influential.

"That coward", "incompetent idiot"...

It’s hard to imagine that this is a child’s evaluation of his father, full of malice, and it was not until he took over France that he could understand how much France owed Jeanne. Today, even if twenty years have passed. , France is still deeply influenced by the heroine's deeds.

The French people first realized that they were French, not just Burgundians, Normans, Aquitaines... When did they start?

At this moment, from the palace to the countryside, the whole of France is surging with a strong craze, a craze called "nationalism", the strong voice is looking forward to the true unity of the entire France, rather than being Separated by lords large and small.

"Jan of Arc..."

The "Spider King" groaned, admiring his "incompetent and lucky father" again. How could such a stunning and brilliant general care for that coward so much? If Joan was under his own hand, if that heroic figure If's figure is still there... this kind of predicament will definitely not stump the saint who has repeatedly performed miracles.

"We must work harder to promote some talented people, instead of letting those incompetent nobles who have only family backgrounds sit on top."

The Spider King thought again in his mind, he didn't believe in those nobles, because he had seen enough of the incompetence and ugliness of those nobles when he was young, and it was by no means the cluttered nobles who could save France.

"Temporarily step back and wait for the future..."

Taking a deep glance at the Burgundian army in front of him, the Spider King turned around and left without looking back.

"Tell Bold Charlie, I will agree to his condition temporarily."

The king who had always been so gloomy, but rarely said categorically, there was something inexplicable hidden in it...

...

In 1483 AD, Florence, the Italian peninsula.

The night is deep and the sky is full of stars outside the window, but a middle-aged man is still lying in front of the desk, writing with the help of the candlelight at the table, writing beautiful swashes with the tip of the feather pen, his face is like a knife. The axe, especially the slender eyebrows, are very beautiful, with a sharp sword-like feeling, and the solemn pupils are like obsidian.

Sometimes, he would stop writing, think about it, and then write a long article without thinking.

"...I am afraid, as I said, it is not impossible for humans to fly into the sky. In fact, I am studying a machine that uses air to slide... God’s mercy, I regret that I still live in poverty. , It makes me unable to do more things. For this reason I have to serve the Duke of Milan and design those **** new weapons..."

At the end of the writing, the middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed, as if the design of a new weapon made him feel a lot of resentment.

There are so many incredible imaginations in his mind, and so many ideas make him want to realize it, those steel tanks, flying aircrafts, instruments to capture thunder... But he can only continue He went to design new weapons for the Duke, because of his ideas, the noble lords were not interested at all.

When he wrote that he was angry, he couldn't help standing up and pacing in the room alone. After a long time, when he accidentally glanced at the small sculpture in the corner of the room, the grievance in his heart gradually disappeared...

It was a dignified woman wearing a military armor, less than a foot tall, her bright eyes were shaped by gems, and her empty hands seemed to have held some weapons, but the long time had made the things in her hands disappear. Even from the critical eyes of a middle-aged man, this is a rare piece of art, but this is not the point. What really interests the man is the secret contained in this sculpture.

Sitting down again, the man started writing again.

"My brother, I’m afraid it’s hard for you to understand how I feel now. Last time I told you about the sculpture. I bought this sculpture from an antique dealer. He boasted that it was the French general Jill. De Reis, the hand of the famous Blue Beard."

"After the famous French general died, he became crazy and obsessed with black witchcraft, so much so that he killed more than a hundred children for the devil sacrificial ceremony, and was eventually executed and burned to death by French King Charles VII. On the torture rack. After his death, many of his properties were liquidated and sold, and this memorial statue that was said to be modeled after Joan of Arc was one of them, which was later transferred to my hands several times."

"However, I am not interested in France, but what makes me curious is that there are complicated mechanisms hidden in this seemingly ordinary sculpture, as if there is something hidden in it. The unusually strong metal material prevents me from destroying it. I don’t bother to use this crude method to destroy such a delicate mechanism, but I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still cannot crack this mechanism... I suspect that this sculpture may be missing a component, maybe it is the thing that is missing in the hand, maybe it is the flag. , It may also be a gun or a long sword. In short, it must be matched with something to successfully open this thing..."

When the middle-aged man was struggling to write, his back suddenly felt cold, and he felt as if he was being watched.

I suddenly turned my head and looked at ~www.readwn.com~ but saw nothing, only the furnishings in those rooms and the female sculpture looking at him, the jewel eyes of the female sculpture, even after decades of time. It is still shining and it is impossible to look directly at it.

"I'm so tired."

Shaking his head, the man felt that he was tired to have this inexplicable illusion, so he was ready to end, leaving the last signature on the letter, and then lying on the bed to rest, fell into a groggy sleep.

In the hazy dream, he seemed to hear the whispering voice, his brows were slightly furrowed, sweat gradually leaked from his forehead, and he fell into some inexplicable anxiety and anxiety...

In the middle of the night, the wind blew outside the window, lifting a corner of the letter paper on the table, revealing a line of squiggles on it.

"...My brother, may the Lord bless you, Leonardo di Piero da Vinci."

In the room, only the heroic female sculpture remained, but I don’t know when... the jewel’s eyes changed their angles, and the cold eyes looked indifferently at the mortal who was lying on the bed and caught in the nightmare...