In 1432, at the age of 35, I had been temporarily conscripted as a soldier for two years as a senior sailor of the Germak Chamber of Commerce, and during those two years I fought bloodily in the southern district under the command of the Palace of the General Assembly to suppress the future me, the mutinous veterans.

I was lucky, very lucky, extremely lucky, blessed by the god of the sea, that not only did I not die in the war, but I was not permanently harmed, except for a cursed scar on my shoulder, and I was able to live completely until the end of the counterinsurgency.

[Nobles may find a high-level mage to spend a lot of money to repair their scars and make themselves look dignified, but most of the commoners, including Lul of Yayihua, usually do not spend money to restore their scars except for the direct curse, because although the cursed scars will leave hidden dangers, most civilians will not survive the day when the hidden dangers occur. 】

After taking the last main city of the mutinous army, the upper authorities began to negotiate with the mutinous army and the nobles behind them, and let us rest in the city.

You're welcome, the past 2 years of fighting have accumulated a belly of resentment, just take advantage of this time to vent, although you don't dare to do such a thing as slaughtering the city, but it's still okay to rob some merchants and bully some women - after a few years in the army, my heart began to darken.

In the past, when he was a sailor, he only dared to attack those barbarians, and he would protect them in the face of the Bourbon's request for help, but after becoming a soldier, he did not let go of even the Bourbons.

However, even if we wanted to rob on a small scale, because the wealthy merchants were protected by the officers, and as for the hawkers, because most of the wars over the years had gone bankrupt, we could not let go of our hands and feet to rob, so we made a disturbance in the city, and we didn't get much money in the end, and after deducting the acquiescence fee given to the officers, it was even worse for us soldiers.

"It's over, it's over! The money from the robbery is not enough for me to treat! What kind of world is this! The robbery is not enough to make ends meet!" A veteran soldier who had robbed the city with me burst into tears when he saw the money he had been given to him, because he had been stabbed by a civilian activist during the robbery, and his feet had been broken, and the treatment required a large amount of money.

"It's okay, it's okay, the veteran mutiny is over, we can go back to the Chamber of Commerce soon, although you can't be a boatswain anymore if you lose a leg, but after installing a wooden leg, for the sake of your years of work, the master will definitely let you be a senior sailor." ”

"You're only in your early forties now, and the master family will definitely not mind raising you for a few more years, not to mention your experience as an old fur dog, which is also very valuable. ”

Comforted by me and the other fellow from the Chamber of Commerce, the friend who had lost a fortune gradually stopped sobbing and then discussed with us when to return to the Chamber of Commerce.

Although the experience of being a sailor in the Chamber of Commerce was not always full of pleasure, at least the living environment was comfortable, and the salary was higher than that of the army - the damn General Assembly Palace said that we were a temporary army, so we were only paid the salary of the temporary army, but it used us as a regular army!

We waited in the city for another month, and finally waited for the notice, but not for the disbandment of the army, but for the extension of the call-up period.

"Whereas, since 1431, the Northern Passage, instigated by a handful of ambitious nobles, has waged a shameful rebellion against Bourbon. Out of desperation, the General Palace decided to extend your term of service and send you to the Northern Passage battlefield to contribute to the better of Bourbon and for the glory of Bourbon, the decree of King Luhr VIII. ”

I don't know who led it, first there was a reprimand, and then the whole barracks began to shout, and everyone who had been involved in me was enraged by this order, and my companion with a broken leg roared: "If I knew we, we would have joined the other side directly! They are our future!"

At first, the herald proudly claimed that disobeying this order was a disobedience to the instructions of the Great Palace, but when he saw the excitement of all of us, and some of us mentioned that we were going to defect to the mutinous army, the herald panicked and begged us to give him some time to report the situation to his superiors.

So we waited in the camp for a compromise at the Great Palace, but after a quarter of an hour, instead of a compromise, the Overseers entered, all of whom were made up of the personal guards of the major families, and we who had been recruited were not all the way.

Because we trusted the Palace too much to take precautions, and the commanders were gone, the camp was extremely empty, so we were easily disarmed and arrested by the Warlords.

Then the herald came again, and without saying a word, he arrested a group of rioters, and then hanged them, and my colleague, who had a broken leg, was one of the unlucky ones to be executed because of his obvious physical characteristics. When we saw him being captured, several of us were a little excited, and one of us even rushed up, but under the persecution of the Overseer, we had no choice but to bow our heads and wait for the Overseer to deal with it.

After the execution of the so-called "rioters", the proclaimer ordered the officers to begin the roll call, and soon we soldiers were divided into two groups, both of which looked a little frightened, and I did not know what the proclaimer was going to do when he divided us into two groups, and which side was the luckier group.

The herald ordered the main force of the Overseer to take the other group away, leaving us behind, still standing in front of us with their heads held high, their hands crossed and folded, enjoying the scans we looked at him with a look of disbelief.

After a period of fear, the herald finally told us what the group meant to stay: "You are all law-abiding citizens of Bourbon, so unlike the cannon fodder who have been transferred to the Northern Passage, the General Palace has decided to give you some compensation......

Speaking of this, he deliberately dragged out his voice to create a sense of suspense: "That is, to make you real soldiers and enjoy the treatment that normal soldiers should be, of course, starting from new soldiers." In addition, there is a special benefit, which is that you will be transferred to the Northern Passage after a few months of vacation, just like the veterans before you. ”

Fake! What's the matter with that expression that I'm here for your good, and I'm not surprised that I'm preparing a gift for you! Who wants to be a normal soldier anymore! Does this mean that Lao Tzu will continue to fight! I've been fighting for two years, and I'm going to continue fighting! And listen to what you mean, all our exploits in the past two years will be nullified?

Looking around, I could see that all the comrades-in-arms who had just become official soldiers had angry expressions in their eyes, staring at the proclaimer with expressions that seemed to be eager to skin him alive.

However, even if they wanted to kill the herald, no one dared to do it, because behind the herald stood the Great Palace, not to mention the meaning of the Great Palace.

On the way home, we soon understood why the General Assembly Palace would leave us citizens behind, and let those poor continue to be cannon fodder: because we, the citizens, all have families and roots, and even if we are given holidays, we are not afraid of running away, after all, the General Assembly Palace knows where our family is.

The hateful Great Palace, the hateful Luhr VIII, have you even thought of this! How come you are so incompetent when you govern the country, and you have become so shrewd at such a time!

When I returned to the House of Simben, where I had not returned for 2 years, and I didn't catch my breath, I got another shocking news: Lure VIII, this bastard, has raised taxes again!

In 1432, the Fourth Tax Raise Decree of Luhr VIII, which had many beautiful words and Chinese scriptures, explained why the Great Palace raised taxes and the bitterness of the Great Palace for various reasons. However, I don't care about any of this, I only know that another layer of four tax increases has been added when the second tax increase order has not been revoked!

Bastard! Damn! In the past few years, I have been sent to war because of the dispatch of the General Palace, and the war has not ended, my income has plummeted, and the tax burden has increased layer by layer.

Although nominally, after we disbanded, the General Assembly Palace let us go home and rest, but if any of us really rested at home, then wait for the whole family to starve to death!

Fortunately, I am only in my early thirties and can do some heavy physical work to supplement the family, but because there are more and more bankrupt citizens in recent years, the cost of hard work is plummeting, and I can't find a suitable odd job.

Just when I was at a loss, my wife suddenly brought me good news - although it was a bit rude to say this, her mother's family had died yesterday due to war and disease, so I, as their son-in-law, inherited their inheritance.

Because of the inheritance of the inheritance, I am relieved, especially the fruit forest in the inheritance, which has solved my urgent need, so let's take care of the fruit forest first, fortunately, my wife's mother's family has taken care of some, and it should be done now.

But I didn't take care of the fruit forest for long, and I was approached by the officials, who asked me if I was the Lul of the Boris Yayihua family, and as soon as I said yes, they couldn't help but let the officers take me away and take me directly to the ship.

In the evening I asked them what they were doing, and one of the officers replied, saying that the celebration of the founding of the country of Bourbon in 1300 had arrived, and that Luhr VIII was going to hold a large-scale celebration, but the celebrants had withered away over the years, so Luhl VIII issued an order for them to search for celebrants.

"But, but I'm not the eldest son of the Yayihua family, and my eldest brother didn't die young, and my celebration ability is to fool the villagers in the countryside, can I do such a big thing as the founding celebration?"

The messenger turned around his head and said, "Whether you can do it or not is your business, my task is to catch you to make up the numbers, and send you to the mission even if the task is completed, this is the task assigned by Boris." ”

"But, my orchard hasn't been taken care of yet, my..."

"What's the matter with me?" said the officer, ignoring me, and went to the side to drink, leaving me to stand alone with a dull face.

Oh my God, it's time to put so much effort into a celebration? If you don't pay attention, you think it's a Bourbon era!And the money collected from the four tax hikes is being used here! What the hell are you bastard doing!