Compared to the Skye Hamm Army, which entered Enspan from the west, the 1st Division of the 3rd Guards of the 6th Prince and the 1st Army of the Western Theater of Operations progressed much more smoothly in Enspan. Gastens had only one Knife Regiment in his hands, and they were all engaged in sniping at Skye Hamm on the Western Front. On the eastern front, Prince Eliot's army was divided into three routes, and on the third day of entering the province of Enspen, it achieved control of the three large cities on the eastern side of the province of Engspan, and began to extend to the surrounding countryside based on the cities.

"Get them all out! Get everyone out of here! ”

Erica Russell, commander of the 3rd Regiment of the 3rd Guards Division, rode on his horse and commanded. Under his orders, the soldiers were herding the village's so-called new peasants, who had not fled, to the clearing in the middle of the village. Faced with an unknown future, some of the new peasants begged for mercy and some resisted, but the orders from Eliot were direct and cruel, and Erica Russell had no power to moderate or compromise.

"Rush them all to the open space in the middle," he commanded in a loud voice, "Kill those who resist!" ”

As if to confirm his words, gunshots rang out in a corner of the village, followed by faint cries. The new peasants, who had just been freed from serfdom for a long time, were silent, looking at the ground, and gradually gathered.

The Captain of the Major, Erica Russell, who was on the horse, looked at the mud-legged men looking at him with a gloomy gaze, and pursed her lips in disdain. Although he was a good friend of Gastens in the past, he did not expect that this steam expert, who had some clever steam experts at the time, would eventually embark on the path of communism. If he were asked to recall the time he spent with Gastens at that time, there were any signs and signs, all he could think of was those rifles and the smile that Gastens always had on his face.

Fate is magical. The companion who once planned the battle with him in the staff department, all the way to become Prince Eliot's red man, became a key figure who could decide the fate of the country to a certain extent. Followed by becoming a communist who everyone was condemned, Gastens had his life full of ups and downs over the past year, leaving Erica Russell feeling that the Major Commander she had received was boring.

However, other people's lives are other people's lives after all, and the reason why he was able to become the head of the regiment was also thanks to the battle that Gastens fought with Elena and Pal Cross, the attendant of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince. In that battle, the former commander of the 3rd Regiment of the 1st Division, Omari Donovan, was devastated and was dismissed from his post as regiment commander soon after he returned. As for himself, he was appreciated by Vincent Navlay, chief of staff of the three guards services, and became the commander of the newly built third regiment.

"Captain Russell, everyone has been gathered!"

The deputy head of the regiment, Oriol Wagner, walked up to Erica Russell and reported the situation. Behind him, hundreds of new peasants huddled in a heap, with some panic and anger, as they watched the soldiers who surrounded them.

"Good."

Erica Russell knows where she is, his success comes from Prince Eliot, and if he wants to continue to be successful, he must stay close to Prince Eliot. Unlike Gastens, he did not leave Prince Eliot's capital, so he had to carry out 150% of Prince Eliot's orders. Thinking of this, Erica Russell steered her horse a few steps forward and stood in front of the new farmers. He waved his horsewhip, making a bright echo in the air.

"You've all listened to me! I know that you are all fucking serfs, there is no freedom, and the contract is in the hands of your respective landlords! That bastard of Gastens, the land reform he promoted in the province of Enspan, was not only illegal, but also extremely serious rebellion! Now that His Majesty the Emperor has decided to completely eliminate Elena and Gastens, all of you who participated in the land reform were originally going to die! ”

Hearing this, a commotion erupted in the crowd, and the peasants either whispered or remained silent. In order to match Erica's words, the soldiers who surrounded the new peasants raised their steam rifles and made a ready position to shoot.

"But-", Erica was satisfied with everyone's reaction, "but His Majesty the Emperor is merciful!" You have made a great mistake, but you have also been deceived by Gastens! You yourselves do not know what is wrong. So, His Majesty knows this fact and gives you a chance to survive. All the serfs present only need to admit their serf status, report their original landlords, receive a new serf contract from me, continue to farm with peace of mind, and serve your masters well, so that we will not hold you accountable for privately dividing the landlord's land, understand? ”

The peasants didn't move, they didn't even react much to Erica Russell's words. When most of the peasants heard that they were going to return to serfdom, there was more anger in their eyes. Erica did not like the anger, and motioned for the soldiers to take two serfs out of the crowd and press them to their knees.

"Say, are you willing to give up Gastens of erroneous theories, return the landlord land you illegally plundered, and reclaim the serf status that you illegally renounced?"

The two serfs were curled up and kneeling on the ground, they were shaking violently, even their voices were shaking.

"Your Excellency...... We...... We are not serfs, we are farmers, yeoman farmers ......"

"Yes, my lord, Gastens policy, yeoman farmers can still continue to cultivate their own land, so we didn't leave, the serfs are theirs......"

The answers of the two obviously did not meet Erica's request, and he frowned and decided to do things more thoroughly.

"Don't quibble! This village is made up of so-called new farmers like you, and they're all fucking disobedient minions! Tell me honestly, whether you are serfs or not, are you willing to hand over the land and become serfs again! Say! ”

"Your Excellency......," the two peasants who were kneeling on the ground cried, "Your Excellency, you have to believe us, we are really not serfs......

"Yes, my lord, we support His Majesty the Emperor, we are really not serfs!"

"What a fucking noise!"

Erica scolded and gave Oriol a color. Oriol took the soldier's gun and shot the peasant on his left, knocking him to the ground. Because the distance was too close, although he didn't aim much, the high-speed flying lead bullet also punched a hole in the peasant's body, and the blood kept gushing out, fainting the ground.

"My lord, don't kill me, my lord, my lord, don't kill me, my lord!"

Another farmer screamed at the consequences of his companion. But Erica, who is determined to stand up, how can he give him a chance to defend himself. He looked at Oriol, who instantly understood what he meant. He returned the gun to the soldier just now and gave the order.

"Kill!"

"My lord, don't, my lord—"

"Bang! ——”

"Ah——————h

Perhaps it was the soldier who fired the shot whose hands shook at the critical moment, and the second peasant who was shot was not killed. He rolled to the ground, clutching his stomach and wailing, causing a stir among the new peasants not far away. Seeing the man's miserable screaming, Oriol waved his hand. Two soldiers stepped forward and shot him two more shots.

The world is pure.

"You guys!"

Erica Russell nodded two more people, "You guys come out for me, get on your knees!" ”

The surrounding soldiers swarmed up and dragged the two men who had been spotted by Erica out of the crowd. One of the two begged desperately for mercy, but the other did not panic. Instead, he looked up at Erica.

"Yo, what do you want to say?" Erica was a little hairy by his gaze, "Say, are you a serf?!" ”

"I am," shouted the man at the meeting, "I, McDowell Warren, am a serf if I don't change my name or surname!" It was Gastens who gave me hope, gave me the status of a freeman, gave me the land and the life I have now! You want to eliminate Gastens, you want to eliminate land reform, it's impossible! You're going to—"

"Bang-"

"Bang bang—"

This time, without Ericado saying, after three consecutive shots, the serf who was still angry at Erica just now has become a dead man.

The serfs standing in the middle of the field were quieter.

"I told you," Erica shouted at the serfs, "you fucking listen to me! Gastens is dead! He and his Elena, and his land reform, will be crushed with no scum left! Now you only have one way to be obedient and honest as serfs, do you understand? ”

The crowd watched Erica in silence, indescribable emotions fermenting and tumbling in their chests, but there was nowhere to vent.

"You!" Erica returned to the peasant who had just been caught on his knees, "Tell me, are you a serf!" ”

The man knelt deep on the ground, his hands on the ground, and whispered in reply.

"Yes......"

"Are you dumb? I can't hear it! ”

"Yes!"

"Is it a serf!"

"Yes!!"

"Don't be a serf!"

“…… When ......"

"Good!" Erica smiled, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the temporary table not far away, "Go over there, register, get your serf contract, and then follow us back to find your master!" ”

The serf knelt on the ground for a while, and no one could see his expression. Just when Erica was about to get impatient, he finally got up. To Erica's surprise, this strong man, who looked to be in his thirties, actually cried.

"You guys, all listen to me, come over one by one and say, whoever is fucking disobedient, this is the end!"

The peasants, who had been defended by the soldiers, finally began to move, and one by one they came to the desk, said their names and their former masters, took the document that symbolized their enslavement, restraint, and control, and returned to the middle of the square in silence.

"Excellent! That's right! Erica looked at the men and smiled.

"This world belongs to His Majesty the Emperor after all! All of you must always remember that if His Majesty the Emperor does not give you freedom, you will always be a serf, you know? ”

A gust of wind blew through the clearing in the village, taking away everyone's voices. The peasants looked at Erica with mixed emotions in their eyes. Erica didn't like that kind of staring, so he decided to move on to the next step.

"I've heard that Galens' land reform team in Gastens will have staff in each of your villages. So, which of you is going to tell me that among you, who is the fucking agrarian worker! ”

The peasants barely hesitated, reaching out to the corpse on the ground. Erica looked at the first two people he had killed with some surprise, and asked in disbelief, pointing to the corpses.

"Is that him?"

"It's him!"

The peasants replied in a rambling manner. Erica scratched her head and cursed.

"Fucking Lao Tzu's choice is quite accurate!"

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"How's it going?" Gastens looked at the enemy contingent not far away and asked Ivan beside him. He had just returned from the reconnaissance company, and there should be some news.

"Eliot's forces were in no hurry to advance, and after taking control of Diego, Dappa and Sorena, they began to cancel the land reform around the city and force the former serfs back to serfs. I heard that behind Elliot's troops, there are quite a few landlords who have been driven away by us, and they are still counting on snatching the meat back from us. ”

"Cancel the land reform?" When Gastens thought about it, he knew what a cruel thing it was. He didn't hesitate and asked directly.

"Did they kill someone?"

"Head, you're amazing," Ivan slapped on the back, "They did kill people, and some regiments even slaughtered the village." Many of our brothers who came from Elena and didn't have time to evacuate were killed. ”

Gastens stopped talking, he observed the enemy troops in the distance, and asked again.

"How are their forces arranged?"

"There were two regiments in each village, one responsible for forcing the peasants to surrender their land to become serfs, and the other for guarding. Around here, there are about eight of these combinations in motion, not far from each other. ”

"The troops on this side don't seem to have a strong desire to attack," Bellancher interjected, "and if the troops from the west are to march inward at this time." ”

"He wants to take it safe and destroy the very basis of our existence," Gastens calmly analyzed, "but he did it in the wrong way." Where there is oppression, there is resistance. You send a few people to contact the peasants and see if there's any news. ”

"Then why don't we fight now?" , Ivan asked again, "They killed many of our comrades!" ”

"There's no hurry", Gastens is calm, "they are too close to each other, and if you hit a point, it's easy to be surrounded by other people." When we have more information, we'll figure out how to get their vote. ”

Ivan nodded, and Gastens stepped back from their observation positions. After harassing Scar Hamm, their Sharp Knives were all taken to the Eastern Front, hoping to add some trouble to Eliot. I didn't expect Elliot to be steady, steady and steady, making the situation a little tricky.

"Elliot's tactics are good, and his forces can support him in such a fight," Gastens had a brief meeting after returning to the hideout, "but it was a bad move for him to force the new peasants to become serfs." If we continue like this, we will only force these people to turn to us. And we never let down our farmer brothers! ”

"Chief", Ivan walked over, "the latest news, they have two regiments ready to go to Aries Village, that village is in a mountain valley, the farthest from here, and there are no other villages around. And the environment is great for hiding and retreating. ”

"Good, that's it!"

Gastens let out a soft roar and set the next target of the attack.

"Let's teach them another lesson!"