Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 148 The Most Magnificent, The Most Moving, The Most Heroic, The Most Glorious

Gellis pushed open the door of his study, and there was a slight creaking sound, bringing with it the aroma of old paper.

The setting sun shone through the narrow window, slanting into the study. In a corner of the study, a slender figure sitting on a bench caught his attention.

She was a little thin, wearing a simple white robe, and her soft brown hair shone a light golden red in the sunlight.

The breeze blew through her hair through the half-open door, moving those few strands of hair, as if a gleam of light woven from golden threads was flowing around her ears.

Isabella waited quietly until she and Gaillis looked at each other and then smiled.

Garys's class does not end in one session. In fact, it will last for a week and he will teach various groups of people in the territory.

In addition to the commanders of the army, Gelis also had to face the imams, the knights who had come to Arnon with him at the beginning, and the village representatives of the Franks and Muslims...

Each of these lectures cites real examples from the past.

Isabella had naturally heard this many times, but she always felt that some questions needed to be answered.

Therefore, when he met Gaillis that day, he asked bluntly: "Don't you think what you said was too straightforward?"

Although Isabella still has short hair today, it can no longer conceal her gender.

Of course, this does not mean that she has become more gentle, but rather that she has become more confident and better at expressing her thoughts intuitively.

"Frankly?" Gailis didn't react to Isabella's meaning for a moment.

"I mean, the farmers don't really care about the history of the past, but now you're talking about it again and again, doesn't that make them aware of things they don't know?"

Isabella would not say these words outside. When facing other people, she always spoke and acted prudently to avoid being used by people with ulterior motives or spreading any bad signs.

Only when she was alone with Garys could she speak out her worries without restraint.

"Isa, have you ever thought about a question?" As he said this, Gailis also sat on the long wooden bench, shoulder to shoulder with the girl, letting her lean on him.

"Ok?"

"History cannot be covered up. Today's farmers don't know or care because the pressure of life has forced them to have no energy to look back on the past."

"But, when the Kingdom of Heaven is near, when the people of this land are no longer hungry, when they have the opportunity to learn their own language."

"They will open those dusty history books and learn about the past from the written records of their ancestors."

"But who wrote those history books? They were written by priests like Pope Urban II, and Islamic scholars who witnessed the Holocaust. Their writings must be full of hatred."

The girl hugged Garys' right arm, put her head on Garys' shoulder, and listened attentively in silence.

"What will happen then? It is clear that the Kingdom of Heaven is approaching, but the tribes regard each other as enemies. Those who died live in the hearts of their descendants, driving them to kill each other again because of the papers left by their ancestors."

"Once the hatred between ethnic groups arises again, it will never end. By then, even the door to heaven that has just been opened a crack will be closed because of the endless war on earth."

“Can we cover up history? Outside the tiny kingdom of Jerusalem, there are tens of millions of people recording history, so history will not be forgotten, but those who write history will add their own hatred to it.”

"So I want to tell people the truth about history before the historical views of people like Pope Urban II are instilled into their minds."

Listening to Gailis' words, Isabella whispered a word: "The truth..."

Does historical truth really exist?
For someone like Isabella who came from a royal family, she naturally knew how the king would manipulate and dress up the so-called history.

"In my opinion, this is not a national conflict at all. What kind of people died the most during the entire Crusades?!"

"The princes, the feudal lords, the Islamic sultans or emirs?"

“It was the poor people who were instigated by the Pope to embark on a hopeless journey, and it was the poor people who were hopelessly holding on in the city of Jerusalem.”

"I think it's shameless if we don't make the poor rich and take the cross off their backs."

"Because feudal lords, sultans, emirs and tax farmers are experts in persecuting the poor."

"The poor's lifelong desire is nothing more than to eat their own dry bread, to be beside their own sheep in the fields, or to sleep well in their own dilapidated houses." "Whether Christians or Muslims, only when these poor people realize who is driving them to kill each other, and point their fingers at those sinners, and shed blood for each other, can they forgive each other."

"Hatred forged in blood can only be cleansed by blood."

Isabella listened to Gailis's words and naturally understood what he meant.

Farmers don't care about history simply because they don't have the energy to look back at the past. However, when they have a full meal and have the opportunity to read a book, things will be different.

Gellis needed to give a different version of the story from that recorded by the clergy, one that had the peasants directing their discontent toward the sky rather than toward each other's neighbors.

"Isa, time is running out. We need to speed up the establishment of Arnon County. After I leave here, let Old John be the county governor. You help him more. Simon will serve as the head of the church as a Paladin."

"Ah."

The girl's subtle reply was mixed with a hint of reluctance. But she knew one thing: Gailis could not become a king who gave orders.

Garys is a prophet.

The king relies on his power and army to issue decrees from a high position and force his subjects to obey him.

But a prophet is different from a king. A prophet is to spread God's will far and wide and to integrate himself into the ocean of the poor. Only after the prophet sacrifices himself, sets an example, and gains the spontaneous support of the people can he create a huge wave.

Jesus traveled throughout Palestine, the Apostle Paul traveled through the Roman Empire, and Muhammad went to Medina…

It is also for this reason that although there are many kings recorded in history books, when their countries are destroyed, they are easily forgotten by the world.

But the thoughts left by the prophets can be passed down from generation to generation in people's hearts.

“The first Christians actually came from the lowest level of society: the poor, the driven from their homes, the accused, the slaves, the freedmen deprived of all rights, and the small farmers bankrupted by the heavy debts.”

"I want to return Christianity to its roots, to its most magnificent, moving, heroic, and glorious history."

All the girl could do was whisper some encouragement, there was no way she could keep this man by her side.

"It will definitely succeed."

……

When Reynard's troops passed by the town of Alhadi, Gailis already knew that the war had begun and he didn't have much time left.

If he wanted to seize this window of opportunity for rapid development, he would have to leave the Arnon Valley area, but before that, the territory of the Arnon Valley was still missing the last piece of the puzzle - the central authority of the Arnon Valley.

Gairis could not transform himself into a "man of unlimited power" like the sultans of this era.

The so-called "unlimited power" is just a self-titled title. Their decrees cannot be enforced, their will cannot be implemented, and the world becomes their playground. However, not many people will obey the orders of a "child" from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no loyalty without reason in this world, and there is no sacrifice of one's life for no reason.

If you gain something, you must lose something.

In addition, Garys needs to continue preaching. He will go to one frontier of faith after another, and it is impossible for him to stay in his old nest and command from a distance all the time.

Gellis needs a political system that can function without him.

If the traditional feudal order is a top-down division of fiefdoms, then Gellis needs to change it from top-down to bottom-up.

In the feudal order, there was a king first, then the land was distributed to high-ranking nobles, and then the high-ranking nobles distributed the land to low-ranking nobles.

Each enfeoffment meant that the lower nobles provided soldiers and paid taxes in return for the land granted by the upper nobles.

In the new system constructed by Gillis, the opposite is true.

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