Kanal is a unique country.
Its land is located on the plain, the terrain is single, the land is fertile, the countless rivers are like a net covering the land, and the cultivated land never lacks water for irrigation.
The country has a mild climate, and natural disasters such as droughts and floods are rare. Most of the grain crops are twice a year, and a bumper harvest can be obtained every year. And because water resources are abundant and fisheries are very developed, famines rarely occur.
Moreover, the location of Canal is also very good.
It faces the sea to the south, Aaron Landis, a great country with a long history, to the east, and Tasda to the northeast.
Although one of these two countries is famous for its cavalry, and the other is for its infantry, but because Aaron Landis has been friendly with Canal in all dynasties, the Tasda country, which has a close relationship with Aaron Landis, has also followed suit. Kanal has a good relationship, so the three countries are closely related and there has never been a war.
Its southwest is a wide strait, the climate of this strait is fickle, there are violent storms at any time, and it is extremely dangerous to sail, so it forms a natural barrier.
In the northeast of Canal, although there are several countries bordering it, they are all small countries and pose little threat to Canal. Moreover, with the powerful military Aaron Landis and Tasda as friendly countries, those small countries dare not act rashly.
Therefore, the country of Kanal has not experienced war for more than 200 years.
The kings of Canal in all dynasties are actually very fortunate that the neighboring kingdom of Canal is Aaron Landis, not Yis and Geshu.
These two countries with strong military strength and aggressiveness towards other countries, who like to plunder others, were blocked by Aaron Landis, which made the Karnal country stable.
It can even be said that if Aaron Landis hadn't separated Yisi and Geshu, Canal would have been chaotic year after year, with frequent wars.
The current King Canal has been in power for more than ten years. Although he does not say that he is wise and martial, he is also a king with a clear mind.
He knew very well that Aaron Landis was an extremely important guardian wall for his country. Therefore, more than ten years ago, when the tragic war that threatened life and death broke out in Aaron Landis, he defied all opposition and gave away countless grains and armaments without hesitation at an ultra-low price. It was transported to Aaron Landis, and he did his best to provide various support to the army of King Camos at that time in logistics.
Aaron Landis held on, and King Phenoa breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew in his heart that if Aaron Landis was really destroyed by Yis and Geshu, it would be difficult to resist those two menacing countries with Kanal's weak military power.
However, no matter what his purpose was, during the most difficult period of Aaron Landis, he did give Aaron Landis a great help, thus making the relationship between the two countries closer.
King Phenoah himself also greatly admired the Lion King, who was much younger than himself. He always regretted that he did not have a king sister, otherwise he would have married her to King Camos.
…
It was another sunny day, and the sun was shining on the earth, but because winter had entered, even if the sun was full, the weather would inevitably turn cooler.
The royal city of Kanal is located in the middle of the country, and the climate changes are relatively obvious. At this moment, the people in the royal city have changed into thick clothes.
The white royal palace stands in the royal city, and it is a collection of hemispherical towers.
The white and flawless beautiful building gleamed in the sun and was a grand sight in the royal city.
Influenced by Canal's culture, most of Canal's buildings tend to be delicate and elegant. This palace originally gathered all Canal's skilled craftsmen and was built beautifully, like a large-scale artwork.
In a garden deep in the palace, there is a white pavilion with goulan, surrounded by streams and reflecting the sun, making it a beautiful scenery.
A young boy was running around on the grass, jumping up and down, waving the dagger in his hand vigorously.
He had obviously been tossing around for a while, and a layer of sweat was oozing from his forehead in such a cool weather.
He swung his sword happily, and suffered from the servants who ran around with him, and had to keep watching him carefully, for fear that he would fall or be injured, and he was sweating profusely.
"West Asia."
A clear voice sounded from the side, the little boy turned his head, his eyes lit up, and ran towards the person who called him with a smile.
When the servants saw the person coming, they all sighed in relief.
"Sister Wang!"
The little prince of Canal shouted happily.
The girl in a slightly thicker dress squatted down and gently wiped the sweat from the boy's forehead with a white towel. She looked at her brother with a gentle smile on her face.
She asked softly, "Xia, are you tired?"
"Don't be tired! What is this, I will be a hero in the future!"
The little prince shouted, waving the dagger in his hand,
"I want to become a very powerful general. Together with Wami, I will fight for the king's brother. Whoever doesn't admit that I am a hero, and whoever is not convinced, I will beat him to be convinced—"
As if to prove his words, he turned to his friends for advice.
"Wami, don't you think so?"
"Yes, Prince Xi and I will be generals in the future."
Next to him, a boy with a head and a head about the size of the little prince nodded vigorously.
The girl smiled and touched her brother's head.
"People who bully others are not heroes."
she says,
"A true hero exists to protect important people."
The little prince tilted his head, his big blue eyes flickering like his sister's, and his face seemed to understand.
"So, if I can protect you, Sister Wang, can I become a hero?"
Before the girl could answer, a burst of laughter came from behind.
"Yes, as long as you protect your sister Wang, you can become a hero."
The laughing King Phenoa walked over quickly and picked up his young son.
He turned around and sat down on the bench next to him, letting his beloved little son sit on his lap, then looked up at his beloved daughter with a smile.
"Olia, did you listen to your brother about that?"
The long eyelashes moved, and a shy look appeared on the girl's gentle face, and then she quickly returned to her previous expression and nodded meekly.
"Olia, although this is a marriage, in order to make the relationship between Canal and Aaron Landis closer, you are also my beloved daughter, and I will not wrong you."
King Phenoah said earnestly,
"Before I proposed marriage, I sent someone to inquire carefully. Although Aaron Landis' crown prince Gallan is two years younger than you, he is extremely handsome, and he is intelligent since he was a child. With the support and love of the people, he is a very good person. Moreover, he has a gentle temperament and will definitely treat you very well."
Olya shook her head.
"Father, I don't feel wronged."
As the princess of Canal, since she has enjoyed the honor, she should naturally shoulder the responsibility of being a member of the royal family.
Although she has a quiet personality and doesn't like to talk too much, she has a smart mind and knows that the marriage with the royal family of Aaron Landis will be of great help to Canal.
King Phenoah patted his daughter's hand with relief, knowing that his daughter has always been sensible.
However, King Phenoa and Olia had no objection, but the little prince who was sitting on his father's lap suddenly jumped down.
"No! I don't agree! Sister Wang can't marry that far!"
Because of the premature death of the princess, the little prince, West Asia, was brought up by Olia. For West Asia, Oria was her sister and mother, and King Feinoa also knew that West Asia would definitely be reluctant to marry Olia. He didn’t say anything, Just smiled and patted Xia's head to make him quiet.
"Olia, this is the portrait of the crown prince sent by King Camos' messenger."
Passing the picture scroll he brought to his daughter, King Phenoa sat beside him and looked at Oriya with a smile.
Before Olia took over the picture scroll, she was snatched away by the angry Xia before she could open it.
"Sister Wang, I don't agree. I heard that Prince Aaron Landis hasn't even been on the battlefield. He's so soft, maybe he's ugly, or else, Sister Wang, you'd better marry him. Prince Heimos?"
The child pouted and opened the scroll, while chattering and slandering the prince who made him disliked.
If Sister Wang must marry Aaron Landis, she might as well marry the black knight he especially admires.
You know, his biggest wish now is to become a powerful knight who fights bloody battlefields like the black knight and makes everyone in the world feel fearful.
"Prince Heimos is a big hero on the battlefield. He is very powerful. He must be much more handsome than that ugly prince-"
The words came to an abrupt end here, and the beautiful blond boy on the picture scroll that was unfolded by Xia made Xia feel like her throat was being strangled, and she could no longer say any slander.
If the Prince of Gallan is ugly, then there are probably no good-looking people in this world.
No matter what, Xia can't do anything to open his eyes and talk nonsense.
Even the indifferent Olia's eyes lit up slightly when she saw the portrait.
She will take up her responsibilities as Princess Canal, and no matter who the other party is, she will marry according to her father's wishes.
However, it is human nature to like beautiful things, so now that she saw the portrait of the crown prince, she couldn't help but take a second glance.
Olia has always been praised by everyone for her gentle beauty, but now she feels that in terms of beauty, she may not be as good as this crown prince.
Xiana's abruptly stopped shouting made King Phenoa, who was waiting to watch the show, burst into laughter again.
"Just... what's the use of being good-looking! It's not as powerful as Prince Heimos, Sister Wang, or you should marry Prince Heimos—"
In that case, that mighty black knight is his brother-in-law.
Xia couldn't help thinking.
Maybe he can teach him martial arts and make himself so powerful that he is invincible on the battlefield.
"Enough, Xia!"
King Phenoah sank.
"Prince Garlan is useless? Did you know that when he was the same age as you, he dared to use his body as bait to break into the enemy camp to save his own people, and even quelled a riot. So big, what have you done so far? How dare you say that people are useless? "
"… "
Xia froze for a while, then secretly looked at Wang sister Olia.
He whispered, "He really did such a great thing? Was he really the same age as me?"
Olya smiled and nodded.
Since her brother revealed her father's thoughts to her, she secretly sent people to collect information about Prince Garlan.
She thought about it, Prince Garlan will come in more than half a month, if West Asia gets into trouble because she doesn't like him at that time, I am afraid there will be trouble, she has to think of a way.
So, she beckoned and asked Xia to come over, put her arms around him, and whispered everything she knew about Prince Garlan.
The more Olia said, the more surprised Xia was, with an incredible look on her face.
But even if he was surprised, the more he listened, the more interested and happier he became, especially when he heard the bloody battle in Tozes City that happened not long ago, and when he heard that Garlan tried his best to save the people of Tozes City At that time, the child's face turned slightly red with excitement.
"This is what you said just now, Sister Wang. Only those who can protect everyone can be called heroes?"
"Yes."
Olya smiled and brushed her brother's hair on the temples.
She said, "Xia, you have to remember that you are the prince of Kanal, and it is also your responsibility to protect Kanal and the people of Kanal."
"I see, Sister Wang, I will practice martial arts well, and when I grow up, I will protect you and everyone!"
Xiao Xia opened her eyes and made a promise to his sister Wang cautiously.
That cute little appearance made Olia couldn't help but smile and kissed her little brother's little face, then hugged him and rubbed.
"Then... when did the crown prince of Aaron Landis come to us?"
Having completely forgotten what he said not long ago, Xia asked eagerly.
After listening to the deeds that Sister Wang said, he can't wait to see that powerful crown prince.
Olia let out a burst of laughter and tapped her little brother on the head.
King Feinoa sat on the side, drinking comfortably while watching the interaction between the siblings, the rough face with a full beard seemed to soften.
The sun shines on everyone in the garden, as if a warm halo is shrouded in this harmonious family.
A gentle and beautiful girl, a lovely child, and a father with loving eyes.
At this moment, the time is quiet, and the warm picture in the courtyard seems to be frozen at this moment and become eternal.
However, this kind of beauty was broken by the messy footsteps in the next second.
"His Majesty!"
The hurried guards knelt down in front of King Phenoah.
"Emergency military situation! The Gasdad invaded the northeastern border of our country!"
"what!"
King Phenoa stood up abruptly.
He asked in astonishment: "The Gasdadians? How could they invade? What about the Hida country?"
Gastad is an extremely northern country.
The reason why King Phenoa was shocked was that there were several small countries, including Sidar, between Canal and Gasdad.
"Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Xida has been destroyed, and King Xida..."
The kneeling guard lowered his head and paused.
"King Sidar was killed on the battlefield by Tyr, the prince of Gasdad."
King Phenoa was startled.
"The... prince of the Gasdads... how could there be a prince in Gasdad?"
Repeating these words in a low voice, a very solemn look appeared on his face.
In the sky, the clouds suddenly thickened, hiding the sun under the clouds.
The wind from the far north swept across the now silent courtyard, bringing the chill of winter.
…
The Gastade Snowfield is located in the extreme north. Most of the time of the year is covered with snow and ice. The climate is cold and the environment is extremely harsh. It is difficult for ordinary people to survive.
There are dozens of tribes, large and small, on the Gasdad Snowfields, and other countries generally refer to them as the Gasdadians.
The harsh living environment has created the strong physique, strong will and fierce temperament of the Gasdadians. The Gasdadians are very brave in battle, like monsters who do not know pain, even if they are seriously injured. Fight tenaciously until the last bit of blood is left.
In the face of such a terrifying Gasdad, the soldiers of those small countries in the southern part of the Gasdad snowfield were simply unable to confront them.
But fortunately, the Gasdadians are fierce and aggressive not only externally, but also internally. The regime in Gasta Germany was deeply divided, and the dozens of tribes basically managed their own affairs, and no one was submissive to the other.
Therefore, countries do not pay much attention to this country with a harsh environment, a chaotic regime, and no external threat.
It has been so for hundreds of years.
However, before everyone knew it, someone in Gasta Germany quietly ended the infighting disputes and established a unified regime.
And countries accustomed to ignoring this chaotic country are unaware.
No one noticed that a giant beast of ice and snow had woken up from its slumber.
The terrifying monster called war roared and opened its monstrous mouth to all the kingdoms.
…
The fighting strength of the Gastad army was more terrifying than the rumors had suggested, and the Canal army, which had not experienced war for a long time, was almost collapsed.
In just two days, the army on the northern border of Kanal collapsed, morale collapsed, and countless soldiers fled the battlefield.
The Gasthards quickly captured several cities on the frontier.
To terrorize the Kanars, they carried out a brutal massacre of one of the cities that had fought fiercely.
Except for the young women who were plundered as resources, the entire city was slaughtered by the Gasdadians, men and women, young and old.
On this day, cries and screams resounded in the sky, and the once comfortable and peaceful city became a bloody city.
Countless corpses were lying on the blood-stained ground with broken arms, and the dead stared at the sky with terrified eyes.
On this day, the name of the ferocity of the Gastadians spread throughout the northern part of Kanal, making the Kanals fearful.
The Kanars have been at ease for too long, and haven't seen blood for too long. Terrified by the brutality of Gastard's army, they could no longer resist.
From then on, wherever Gasdad's army went, those city lords either looked out for the wind and fled, or opened the door and surrendered.
Gasdad's army was unimpeded all the way, quickly occupied the northern part of Karnal, and rushed towards the royal city of Karnal.
The troops sent by King Phenoa were all defeated by them. According to their marching speed, I am afraid that within four or five days, the Gasdadians will be able to hit the king city of Canal.
Even if King Phenoa had already sent a letter of help to Aaronlandis and Tasdar, it might be too late.
The news could no longer be concealed, and the people in the royal city panicked.
After receiving the military report that the army of Gastade was approaching the royal city, King Phenoa on the throne fell into a long silence.
The palace hall was silent, and everyone was silent.
After a long time, King Phenoah closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.
Two days later, on the high tower of the snow-white palace, Princess Oria took Xia's hand and watched her father lead the army to leave.
The cold wind lifted the cloak behind King Phenoah, who was riding away, as if he could hear the rustling sound of the cloak blowing.
She watched King Phenoa disappear on the horizon, and clenched her brother's hand.
For some reason, a strong sense of unease filled her chest, almost taking her breath away.
She closed her eyes and prayed silently in her heart.
O gods of Karnar, please bless my father.
Please bless him with his triumphant return.
"do not be afraid."
Suddenly feeling her hands clenched, she opened her eyes and looked down to her side.
The young child squeezed her hand tightly, and his eyes were full of determination.
"Sister Wang, don't be afraid, I will definitely protect you!"
A sense of sourness rushed to the tip of her nose, and Olia felt the corners of her eyes warm slightly. She resisted it, leaned down, and hugged her brother.
Gods of Kanar, please protect us.
…
…
The gods of Karnar did not hear Oriya's prayer.
Three days later, the news came.
King Phenoa died in battle.
The army he led was routed by the Gasthards.
The moment the news came, Olia almost fainted, just looking at her brother beside her, she held on tight.
The king died and was killed by the Gasthards.
Although the crown prince was still in the city, Gasdad's army was approaching.
Panic broke out in the royal city, and countless people tried to flee the city in panic.
But it was too late.
After a day and night, the army of Gasdad came to the city.
The flames of war ignited in the royal city of Canal.
The tranquility of the past was like a fragile glass lamp, which shattered into powder in an instant, and could never be put together again.
The iron hoofs of the Gasdad stomped on the ground of Canal and raised the butcher knife to the Canal.
Everything was so unexpected.
The royal city of Canal was like a lone boat that had been ravaged by the raging storm, crumbling under the fierce onslaught of the army of Gasdad.
The people of Wangcheng hid in their homes, trembling and weeping.
They listened to the sound of fighting resounding in the city, and their eyes were filled with despair.
Blood stained the once white snow-white walls of Karnal's royal city.
The gods of Karnar seem to have forgotten their people.
Suddenly, in the army of Gasdad, a flagpole was raised high, and a head was inserted into the top of the flagpole.
It was the head of a man, with a thick beard covering the lower half of his face.
As soon as the crown prince, who was standing on the city wall covered in blood, saw the head, he let out a cry of grief.
What was raised on the flagpole was the head of King Phenoah.
Above the tall white pagoda in the palace, a girl in a light blue long dress knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She covered her mouth with her hands, her long blond hair messily scattered around her tear-stained cheeks.
She seemed to be trying her best not to cry out loud.
Xia, who was standing beside her, hugged her tightly, as if she wanted to support her with her own strength, even if the child's own hands were shaking.
The child's azure blue eyes stared at the army of Gastadians outside the city, with monstrous anger in his eyes.
The ignorant children's visions and fantasies about the battlefield in the past were shattered by reality. Only by experiencing war in person can they know how cruel and terrifying it is.
War brings not only glory, but also tears and pain.
The child finally understood this, but the price was too tragic.
The next second, West Asia's pupils suddenly contracted into a pinhole.
"Brother Wang!!!"
He yelled, frantically, heartbreakingly.
A thrown silver spear pierced through the chest of the crown prince who was standing on the city wall.
the direction of his relatives.
Then, the crown prince of Kanal was unwilling and fell down under the desperate eyes of all Kanal people.
And almost at the same moment, with a bang, the city gate collapsed, and Gasdad's army rushed in like a flood that burst its banks.
The Kanals, who had collapsed across the board, were losing ground.
Gastade's army poured into the royal city, rushing towards the direction of the royal palace.
All is said and done.
On the high white tower, Olia, who witnessed her brother's death and the city's destruction, stopped crying.
At this moment, the weak girl showed a determined look.
She stood up, dragged West Asia, who was stunned, and left the high platform that could overlook the entire city.
The Gasthards are approaching the palace.
The Kanal soldiers who were forced to retreat were still trying their best to resist.
In a secret room deep in the palace, a dozen loyal knights who had been selected a few days ago just in case, knelt in front of Olia.
"Prince West, I will ask you."
The girl said calmly,
"Send the prince to Aaron Landis and go to King Camos."
The leading knight bowed his head deeply, then stood up and stretched out his hand to Prince Xia.
"No! Sister Wang! If you don't leave, neither will I!"
"Xia, be obedient, if we both leave, the goal is too big to escape."
"I don't care! I said I would protect you, Sister Wang, how could I leave you and run away!"
"West Asia—"
"I'm not leaving! Even if I die, I will die with Sister Wang!"
"Xia!"
The gentle girl in the past suddenly snorted and shocked Xia.
Olia leaned over, squatted in front of Xia, and grabbed Xia's shoulders with both hands.
"Xia, remember, you are the prince of Canal."
She said, her azure blue eyes staring at Xia with a light layer of water vapor.
"You are the last descendant of the Karnal royal family."
She looked at Xia with a serious look she had never seen before.
"You must live."
"From now on, the glory of the Karnal royal family will be borne by you."
"West Asia, escape, live, and then restore the country and restore the glory of the royal family of Kanar."
"It's a responsibility you have to take, so you must not die here."
Olia stretched out her hand and embraced Xia in her arms.
She knew that waiting for the young child in her arms was an extremely painful and difficult future.
She placed an incomparably heavy burden on Xia's tender shoulders.
But she still gritted her teeth and said word by word, tears blurring her eyes.
"So, West Asia, escape, go to Aaronlandis, go to King Camos, and... Crown Prince Gallan, only they can help Kanal drive out those invaders and restore Kanal's glory."
"Everything is in your hands."
…
The young prince of Canal, guarded by knights, left the secret passage in the castle.
Aolia, who remained, held the prince's costume that Xia had replaced in her hands, took a deep breath, held back the tears in her eyes, and turned to look at the little boy who had been standing quietly by the side.
Wami, her brother's companion, grew up with West Asia, and the two were the closest friends.
"I'm sorry, Wami."
"Please don't apologize, Your Royal Highness, it is my duty to protect the prince."
As Wami said, he changed into the prince's costume.
"The Prince of West Asia is our last hope," he said.
…
There was chaos in the royal city, and the people fled in all directions.
The Gasdadians were attacking the palace with all their might, and they had no time to pay attention to the civilians and let them escape.
The white palace was plunged into the ocean of enemy troops, and the Canal soldiers who guarded the palace were still struggling to resist, doing their last struggle.
The whip was thrown heavily on the horse's back, and the carriage, which was speeding wildly, was shaking violently.
Xia sat in the carriage, listening to the chaotic shouts coming from outside the carriage, clenching her hands tightly, pinching her nails deeply into her palms.
It hurts a lot.
A tearful smile appeared in his mind when Olia was sending him away, and even though he was on the way to escape, the young boy finally couldn't help it, leaning on the window and looking back.
The gorgeous white palace was quickly leaving him.
The child looked at the place where he grew up and let out a low sob.
Suddenly, Xia's eyes suddenly widened.
There was a commotion, and countless people looked up.
In the center of the palace, at the top of the tallest white tower, the princess of Kanal stood on the high platform, holding a boy in her hand.
Olia stood on the top of the tall tower, looking down at everything below.
The army of Gasdade was like a black ant colony, swarming in, bit by bit devouring this beautiful palace.
The sun was still bright, and the golden light shone on the blood-stained white city walls, on the corpses of the countless Kanars lying in a pool of blood, and on the calm face of Oriana on the tower. .
The north wind was whistling, stirring the long skirt on the girl and the long golden hair behind her.
She seems to be weak at this moment, but with a different kind of toughness.
The originally noisy palace suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked up at Olia, who was standing on the tower.
Her eyes fell to a dilapidated carriage that was running wildly.
She opened her lips and made a silent sound.
She said, don't forget, West Asia, you are the last bloodline of the Karnal royal family.
"Do not… "
In the carriage that was speeding away, the child's hand was shaking as he grasped the window rail.
He shook his head, his lips quivered, and he made an out of tune.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the princess of Canal leaped forward and took the 'Prince' she was holding with her.
The girl's light blue dress spread out in the air, like a flower blooming in the sky.
In the moment of blooming, it will wither.
Oriya fell heavily from the sky.
Miss Wang! ! !
The child in the carriage bit the back of his hand and swallowed the heart-piercing cry like a knife in his throat.
Blood oozes little by little from the tips of his teeth.
Under the high tower, the two corpses, one large and one small, were already smashed to pieces, and their original appearance could no longer be seen.
Blood stained the snow-white earth.
…
The gods of Canal.
I sacrifice this flesh and blood to you.
Please protect the last bloodline of the Karnal royal family.
please protect my brother...
…
Xia, who bit the back of his hand fiercely, was trembling all over, and he stared at the tall figure surrounded by everyone in the Gasdad army.
Silver-white hair was deeply imprinted in his pupils.
The child's eyes are no longer as innocent and bright as they were a few days ago, only the unforgettable pain and the cold flame of hatred remain.
revenge.
Vengeance on the Gasthod who ruined his country.
He wants to live and kill all those invaders!
Oriya's words echoed in Xia's mind again.
Go to Aaron Landis.
Only Aaron Landis can help us restore our country.
Go to King Camos, and, Crown Prince Garlan—
…
The wind whistled past, far to the southeast.
In the royal city of Aaronlandis, Garlan, who was stroking the head of the big lion, was moved for no reason.
He raised his head and looked in the direction the wind was blowing.
The wind blew the boy's long golden hair into the air.
The wind blowing from nowhere seemed to faintly bring a bloody aura from afar...