"It's snowing......"

Soderland Warren, a soldier of the 3rd Regiment of the 1st Division of the 1st Army Corps, stood on the 1st Regiment's martial arts arena and looked up at the sky. It was noon, but the gloomy sky made the light dim as if it were evening, and snowflakes were falling slowly from the sky, swaying, swaying in front of Soderland, falling on the shoulders of the soldiers in front of him, on the brim of his own hat, and on the tawny ground.

I wonder how he's doing......

The time spent standing in a military posture is long and painful, and standing in a military posture on a cold winter day is an almost unbearable ordeal. However, for the newborn Soderland, the cold and hardship were far less than the pain he experienced as a serf. Therefore, like most of his teammates, Soderland is grateful for the hard work and suffering he has endured, and he is experiencing and persevering.

Memories of a month ago and Cassie Lonergan from the Third Republic of Fern were a little blurry, but Soderland still remembered the man. He claimed to be the leader of a revolutionary contingent and had come to love Elena, not for the land, but for advice. Ask for advice on how to bring a revolutionary contingent to the example of Elena.

"Breathe!"

The company commander's voice came from the front row, and Soderland subconsciously followed the company commander's order to move his steps, but he shook a few times and almost fell. Standing in one position for a long time makes his feet and calves seem to change owners, and he does not obey the call.

One after another, the comrades in the queue changed from standing upright to resting. However, this is not the end of today's cohort training. An hour of military posture training was followed by an equally boring and arduous march, which Soderland didn't know had anything to do with killing enemies on the battlefield, but he trusted Elena and adored Gastens. When his company commander told him that these training models were proposed by Gastens and formulated in combination with the previous old army training models, Soderland put aside all the doubts in his heart, showed his tenacity not to hit the south wall, and carried out all the training one by one.

"Okay, take a break......"

After a few minutes of rest, the company commander's order came, and the whole team collapsed in an instant. The soldiers ran to the pyroxene heating point not far away, clapped their hands and stomped their feet, and chatted and talked in a whisper. Soderland stayed where he was for a moment, moved his toes, and then walked over to the heating point and crouched down.

"Hey, how's it going, are you still used to it?"

Company instructor Bruner Warren crouched down beside Soderland and handed him a crude cigarette. Soderland glanced at Bruner gratefully, took the cigarette and pyroxene, put it to his lips, and took a deep breath.

"I heard that you first wanted to be a new farmer in Diego City, four acres of land, two and a half percent of the tax, very comfortable, why did you think of coming to our army reclamation corps again?"

As the instructor of the company, Bruna must focus on understanding the thoughts of everyone in the company and the psychological state of everyone in the company. And his main way of getting information is by chatting. Meanwhile, for Soderland, Bruner Warren, a survivor of the Battle of Elena, is his idol, and he enjoys chatting with the hero who lived through the battle himself.

"I have four brothers, two older brothers and one younger brother," Soderland's voice became heavier when he said of his motivation for joining the army, "and together we became serfs for the big landowners of Hutt, together with our parents. The big landlord of Hutt is a very powerful lord, and he has more than 200 serfs under his command, and our family is just a few insignificant livestock under his hands......"

As Soderland began to speak, Bruner lit a cigarette for himself and listened. The snow was still falling in the sky, making the air around it colder and colder. He shrunk his shoulders and leaned closer to Soderland.

"Lord Hutt is very powerful and fierce, and he has never been kind to us. If a serf is lazy or does something bad, the overseers under him will be given a dozen lashes at every turn. There were too many whips, and the serfs couldn't stand it anymore, so they were beaten to death. My eldest brother was killed. ”

"These fucking exploiters!"

Bruna scolded, the anger in his tone genuine. Like Soderland, he was also a serf, so he naturally knew how inferior he was to pigs and dogs at the beginning.

"Later, we heard about Elena and Chairman Gastens. The big landlords of Hutt won't let us talk about Elena, or about Gastens, and about communism. But even so, when we learned that there was a place where we could be serfs and freedmen, and even land, and look at us like a human being, we thought we had heard it wrong. How could there be such a good place in this world? ”

"I didn't believe ...... at the time"

"Then we decided we wanted to run, and we tried our best to run. At that time, everyone was talking about running, and as long as they ran to Elena, they would no longer have to be enslaved, called like dogs, and killed like animals. Although the overseer was very good, we all decided to run. Hurt was great, but he didn't expect all of us to run, and that night, we killed his overseer, burned his house, and then a group of people ran towards Elena......"

"Well burned! These exploiting classes! How many lives of our serf brothers are on their hands! It's not a pity to die! ”

“…… As we ran, what we did was discovered, and the police started chasing us and hitting us with steam rifles. I got separated from my brother and brother, and I met Lonergan, the foreigner, and walked with him for a while, and then crossed the blockade. The reason why I wanted to stay in Diego was because I wanted to wait for my brothers as soon as possible. ”

"But not everyone will go from Diego's side, there are three big cities on the border between Enspan Province and Ankenrein, and your brother and brother may take other roads?"

"I know, they're going to go Diego because it's the closest thing here!"

Soderland's tone was affirmative, and he took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, inhaling the last of the smoke into his lungs, and let out a long breath before continuing.

"I waited in Diego for half a month, and even followed those comrades to pick up people in the middle of the night, I picked up seven or eight times, and each time I couldn't get it, and I was disappointed every time. Just when I thought I might be in the wrong place, that my brothers might have gone the other way, I saw my brother, my brother and my brother, running towards us in the darkness and moonlight......"

"And then ......"

Bruna heard the ominousness in Soderland's tone, and he guessed the ending, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Then they were killed by the enemy's crossbow bolts."

Soderland pressed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stood up.

"Then I want to kill people, I want to kill people who oppress us and exploit us. And as a peasant, there is no way to kill people. I wanted to be a soldier, but your army didn't accept new fleeing peasants, so I signed up for the Army Reclamation Corps. I know that all the food grown by the Army Reclamation Corps is handed over except for rations, and I also know that the Army Reclamation Corps is not as comfortable and free as a new peasant. But the army reclamation corps is also a soldier, and when it fights, when it is needed, it will also go to the front. I want to avenge my brother and brother, I want to kill those people, those executioners, those dead nobles with my own hands! I want to kill them, and the only way to kill them is to join your army! ”

Bruna stood up and patted the snowflake on Soderland's shoulder, "It's our army now. ”

He carefully and meticulously patted the snowflakes off Soderland's shoulders before turning to leave, and when he walked, he did not forget to drop a word.

"Don't worry, your revenge will definitely be avenged!"

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As the depths of winter approached and the temperature was getting colder, the agricultural work and infrastructure work of the Army Reclamation Corps had almost completely stopped. Except for the infrastructure team that built the corps' dormitories, which was still working in pyroxene, and braved the bitter cold, the other legionnaires devoted all their time to military training. According to the plan of Elena's high-level, the Army Reclamation Corps is Elena's second-line military force, which grows grain to enrich the public treasury in her spare time and goes into battle in wartime. Unlike militias, they remain civilians when they are not drafted. Like the fighters of the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army, they were all soldiers, the only difference was that they undertook a large part of the production tasks. At the same time, in order to improve the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the corps, the top management of Elena also transferred some veteran soldiers and teachers to establish a night school for the corps to popularize communist ideology and improve the knowledge and cultural level of the soldiers. After finishing the day's queue training and eating a simple but sufficient dinner, Soderland came to the large lecture hall located at the regiment headquarters with everyone. Here, they are taught by teachers every day.

“…… Exploitation is the act of appropriation by some people or groups of people or groups of people or groups of surplus labour and surplus products without compensation by virtue of their possession or monopoly of the means of production. Our serfdom in Ankenrein is a typical exploitative relationship......"

The teacher on the stage was very young, and the beard on his lips was sparse and even a little fluffy. Soderland heard that this gentleman was a student at Roseville University and had come to join the revolutionary ranks. Soderland did not despise the young gentleman at all, but on the contrary respected him very much. When he first had the idea of escaping from the big landlord of Hutt and fleeing to Elena, what he wanted was nothing more than the identity of a person, and the four acres of land, to put it bluntly, the happy life of a homesteaders. But when he came to Elena, saw the scene, heard the theory of communism, realized his class and what Elena was going to do, something more and deeper was sprouting in his mind.

The young teacher's two-hour lesson sounds long, but it is very short. It seemed that after a while, the teacher's class was over, and many soldiers rushed up to ask questions, Sodran was introverted, he didn't dare to ask questions, and he was reluctant to leave, so he squeezed around the teacher, listening to other people's questions, listening to the teacher's answers, and thinking in his own heart. It wasn't until half past nine o'clock, when the first trumpet sounded, that he and his companions returned to the dormitory.

"It's good to be here ...... Elena"

"That's not it, you don't know, but I've heard that the border is now much stricter, more and more people are killed, and fewer and fewer people can run over......"

"If you want me to say, isn't Chairman Gastens the Grand Magister, just rushing over and killing the emperor, won't he liberate the whole of Ankenrein?"

"The chairman didn't say that he was the archmage, he could only cast his magic once and save Elena, but he couldn't release it again......"

"Not necessarily, I'll tell you......"

The dormitory of the military reclamation corps is very tight, and the winter of Anken Ruiyin is cold, and the dormitory is full of Datong shops, pyroxene and earthen kang, and there are more than a dozen people living in it. Although the trumpet had been sounded for the second time, the people of the same company were still not sleepy, and everyone was discussing their compatriots except Elena. They felt fortunate to be part of Elena, but they were also angry that their compatriots were being exploited and enslaved by the landlord class. However, they discussed and discussed, but they found that they did not seem to be able to do much. After all, with the situation now that Elena is openly distant, they do not have the power to liberate all the serf classes of Ankenrein.

Gradually, the chatter in the dormitory became quieter and silent. The day's training was very tiring, and everyone fell asleep one by one. As for Soderland, his mind echoed the questions, the theories, and the deaths of his brothers in front of him.

Why can't we save them?

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"Why can't we save them, you ask?"

On the second day of training, Soderland approached instructor Bruner Warren and asked his own questions. Bruna looked at him and patted him the shoulder.

"We can't save them now because our army is not ready, our land is not cleared, we do not have enough food yet, we have not recovered from the last battle. We need to save them, but not now, we need time, we need time to strengthen ourselves, we need time to have power-"

"But they can't wait that long", there was some struggle and hesitation in Soderland's tone, "my brothers, my brothers, those serfs like us, they are slaughtered every day on the border, but our soldiers, they can only stand there and watch!" Watch them be slaughtered! I know we don't have the strength to fight now, but can we really just watch them be slaughtered? Watch them get killed one by one? Those are our brothers!! ”

Bruner was silent, he clenched his fists, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated for a long time, but finally turned into a long sigh. He pulled out his tobacco, rolled a cigarette for himself, rolled a cigarette for Soderland, took a deep breath, and looked into the distance.

At the end of their vision, the yellow earth was being covered with white snow, speckled and oppressive, silent and silent.