The "Poor Conrad", or "Poor Kantz" as it was nicknamed, was a peasant organization centered on several villages in the Duchy of Würloburg in Schwartenn. In the past, the people on both sides of the upper Neckar valley lived happily under Ulrich's uncle, the old Duke of Woolberg, the bearded Ethard, because the old duke was a philanthropist and a simple man, and only paid the people taxes that had been paid in ancient times. In addition, this venerable nobleman allowed the people to hunt and fish freely in their meadows, pastures, forests, and streams.

However, after Ulrich, commonly known as the fool, came to power, the happy days of the people were gone forever. Because the old duke had no children, the twelve-year-old side Ulrich got the dukeship, and at first he was in charge of a few relatives he brought from his hometown, and these small village nobles who had been suppressed and greedy began to accumulate money like crazy as soon as they came to power, and did all kinds of evil. They did not miss any opportunity to loot the people's fat and ointment.

Ulrich, who had grown up with these eyes, was even more blue than blue, and his extravagance and extravagance far exceeded that of his previous lords. He almost never ceases to hold grand feasts, drinking revelries, masquerade balls, eagle walks, dog hunting, and all sorts of other entertainments. As a result, the duke's hunters, dog trainers, and falconiers all enjoyed a high amount of money that filled his small court in Flauburg.

In order to exaggerate his reputation, Ulrich invited many of the Empire's great nobles to his guests, all of whom were envious of the duke's endless ways of having fun. Of course, it doesn't hurt to be just fun, but Ulrich doesn't know how to run a state. He entrusted the internal affairs of the duchy to his uncle, the Bishop of Ulm, Jurgen, who had dealt with the Salian. This noble prince of the Church has always been known for his strict style of taking things for money. As a result, there was a growing trend of selling officials in the state of Frioburg, and people competed to bribe the Bishop of Ulm and his favored retainers in order to obtain a certain fat. As a result, the administration of the Principality as a whole was rife with malpractice, and those who spent money to obtain official positions were unscrupulous and undisguised in their own and undisguised corruption.

Later, when he abandoned Aphroa's mother and sister and married Zaina, the daughter of a wealthy family from the Republic of Itcanglia Veneto, the Duchy held a two-week celebration that invited more than 7,000 noble guests. The total cost was more than 200,000 guilders, and 5,000 candles were lit every night alone. Those who watched the ceremony believed that Ulrich had spent all the money left to him in the old duke's treasury.

However, this huge fee was only the opening ceremony of a lavish court life, and the couple's astonishing behavior continued day by day. Three hundred heavily armed guards with gilded spears accompanied the way to show off their might, and fifty palace attendants appointed by the Chaoyuan Emperor served on the side, and their clothes were even more luxurious than those of ordinary princes. In addition, the duke's horses, eagles, and dogs also followed suit. Finally, there are the entertainers and clowns he has collected from all over the Western continent, such as Itcanlia, Murasen, François, and the Isle of Three Kings. This is unbelievable for a lord whose territory and national power are ranked outside the top ten in the empire.

The people of Vüroburg were at the mercy of such a completely degenerated court, and their lives were understandably hard. The duke exempted all his favored subjects from taxes and servitude, so that all this was passed on to the people. On the other hand, the Duke forbade the people to hunt wild boars, brown bears, birds, etc., for the sake of hunting, and these wild beasts would wreak havoc on the fields, orchards, and birds would destroy the vineyards during their autumn migration. But if a farmer kills a bird, he is severely punished. In addition, the rights of the people to hunt and fish in the woodlands and pastures have also been lost, and the pregnant women are no longer provided with nutrients. The Duke's forest ranger, in particular, was particularly disliked, and he put up public an auction of the dead wood that had always been freely available to the people, but all the proceeds went into his own pocket.

Originally, the villagers voted for the positions in each village, but now they have also become a money-making business for the Principality's General Affairs Office, from the village chief, to the secretary, to the church deacon, down to the errand officer, and the porter is all clearly marked. And those who get positions also completely regard public office as a cash cow, not only accepting bribes, but even openly asking for bribes. They are ignorant and incompetent, but in order to extort money, they have devised clever schemes. Other officials placed their duties on behalf of others, and worked part-time in business, reselling wine, fruit, meat, etc., to the duke's court. The officials who did business with them also took advantage of the palace expenses.

The Principality's judicial system is also a mess, with cases that cost only ten pfennigs more than a decade ago now cost more than ten guilders, not to mention the extra time and suffrage associated with their inefficiency.

In the end, in order to maintain his life of poverty and luxury, the duke's taxes naturally increased wildly and uncontrollably. First of all, there were countless licenses, and the people had to pay him for whatever they did, and of course he did not know about them, and Ulrich only wanted to have fun with his equally flashy wife, and the fund-raising was all taken care of by Bishop Jurgen and the other vassals.

This state of affairs continued like this for nearly twenty years, and almost all the treasury, vaults, cellars, and granaries of the palace were empty. Many peasants also abandoned their land and fled westward, which is one of the reasons why the Black Singen of Salian would take in Aphroya. In the event of war or famine, and Froburg has no reserves to deal with it, the people will suffer a terrible fate.

But Ulrich didn't care about that, and at that time his debts were already more than a million guilders. In order to still maintain a luxurious life, the method of collecting money by drinking doves to quench thirst finally appeared. That is to increase the tariff on wine, and each barrel will have to pay an entry duty of fifty pfennigs. In all inns and taverns, the owner had to pay two pfennigs for every litre of wine sold. It was chilling to do such a ridiculous thing in a country where Riesling wine was the main source of their livelihood.

It was for this reason that the chaotic principality must have been an attractive place for those who were committed to agitating the peasantry, and the remnants of the revolt that had been suppressed from other regions came to the land in droves to spread the ideas of freedom and emancipation among the local peasants, who had been abused, humiliated, starved and cold.

The most well-known of these figures was Konrad Sreel, whose name was pronounced like "no way" in the high dialect, which was the condition of the local people, and this black humor spread among his friends, eventually becoming the name of the organization. Another member, Gespeter, was rumored to have been the leader of the rebels in the forest, and after the small uprising was suppressed, he changed his name and moved to Schwartenn to tend vineyards in a remote territory in the Duchy of Wojroburg. And this time, he also brought a new idea as a weapon to spread to the "Converts", that is, the teachings of Elder Minzel. The simple and equal land rights of the "Guiyi faction" won the favor of the poor masses.

At the beginning of the year, when the government of Würloburg announced the introduction of a wine tax, the leaders of the "poor Conrad" decided to raise a counter-flag at a meeting in the back of a small mill, and they marched towards the nearest town, Boitelsbach, singing the praises of the triumph of the good people, and along the way 2,000 peasants and poor townspeople joined the march.

The originally faint spark quickly spread throughout the Duke's domain, and the oppressive peasants and miners stood under the banner of "poor Conrad". Led by the mercenary-turned-military commander Brundlin, they defeated the Duke's army one after another, gaining a foothold in the cities and countryside south of Voeroburg, and calling their armed forces the "Chinese Americans".

At the same time, the "Shoe Club" army was forced to move here under the powerful offensive of the Imperial Army Marco von Gertz and Ruth von Gertz in the south-central region. Its leader, Jos, had a map of Fort Froburg, which made the rebels look at ease in battle.

So, when Sebastian came to Schwartenn, he saw the flames raging everywhere, especially in the eastern part of the country, especially in the area centered on Fürloburg in the east. The territory of Salian and Anna and others was inevitably affected by the close proximity to Fort Furro, but fortunately, the garrison here was strong and easily defeated the invading rebels.

At the same time, in the field of religion. The emissaries sent by Elder Minzel to talk to Lindemann were always missing, unable to complete their mission. As a result, the two factions gradually drifted apart, and the gap was numerous, and the final rupture was not far away.

"I don't know which master is manipulating everything behind my back, so that my goal of winning over the peasant army is almost unattainable. However, in the end, this fire burned vigorously enough, and these people from the Chinese and US military alone were enough to do a good job. ”

"Oh, so the peasant army and the knight army can easily be broken by each one!"

"Hehe, our real goal is not to succeed in the uprising, and it doesn't matter if there is less bloodshed. What's more, I estimate that the uprising here will lead to the emergence of rebels in more places. The scale may be much larger than we imagined. ”

"So, what if the time comes, if Count von Ridlingen and Viscount von Loclein of the Rebel Army, who were ordered to suppress the uprising, meet on the battlefield, I can't imagine what will happen between these two evil people who are also good at playing with people's hearts?"

"Oh, beautiful girls, help me think of some great ideas, or I'll be at a loss. ”

"Hmph, it's the first time I've heard of someone being afraid of their own shadow!"

They continued their journey up the Neckar Valley, which was unfortunate for those who possessed the space-time props, and there were arguably comfortable tents to use at night, there was no shortage of food and wine, and young men and women were always energetic.

Along the way, several men always helped the people repel the soldiers who pursued them in the name of Viscount von Loklein, or distributed money to the destitute. Gradually, the name of a chivalrous knight was sung among the people.