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But 'Glory' could not solve the problem of hunger, so the tired procession of hundreds of people walked more and more slowly, and by the third day it was like a snail crawling on a crooked path, and even a dozen or so escorted military masters felt that this was not possible, and that they needed to replenish something, eat well, and rest again. Thereupon~~

They pointed to a village in the distance and said, "Go there to find food," and the young men did not know why, thinking that the villagers of that village were hospitable and would entertain them. When they were full of hope, they were shocked to see that the whole village was also in chaos, and the old and young were being driven by the local officials with whips and steel swords to gather in the open space, and announced loudly: "Give you half an hour to pack up your things, and then follow us and kill anyone who dares to disobey."

Here~~ It's actually the same as Kaput's hometown, which is about to be demolished.The relocated village looked at the people in this village, and suddenly cried and screamed angrily, Kaput, and their hearts softened. But their boss Jun Ye was not soft, and immediately ordered: "Hurry up, go to their house and drag the grain out of confiscation, anyway, so much food, they can't take it away, move quickly."

Kaput and other young people in the countryside are all you look at me, I look at you, and they always can't do it, but they are pulled out by the military masters behind the majestic shining demonized steel sword and scolded angrily: "Go and don't go, you will not have anything to eat in the future and starve to death on the road, you deserve it, you want to grab the food yourself, you want to confiscate the gold and silver, and you want to give it to the great Sun King."

Finally someone began to rob, Kaput was reluctant to move at first, but the people around him began to rush into the village like flowing water to grab food and clothes, he was impulsive, and also rushed to the village, and the villagers who were already in a panic to clean up noisy and scuffled.

He was taking a thick sheepskin mat and preparing to cover it at night, when suddenly a village woman with three children came running next to him, and she also grabbed the mat and said, "You can't rob my family's things" Kaput was already angry with the surrounding atmosphere; "Your Qun family is leaving, and you can't take so many things with you, can't you give me some?" I was also forced by them to dismantle the bed and bedding that I moved out, and I lay cold and wet in the mud and grass at night. Sister, you can use it for me."

"My family will use it too," the peasant woman also shouted anxiously, "Do so many of my children sleep in the wilderness? "Kaput, who has suffered for several days on the other side, really doesn't want to let go, the two are pulling and fighting, and suddenly there is a 'capable helper' running next to him.

Boom~~ The sharp and strong sword blade penetrated the peasant woman's chest, splashing hot blood, and the military master's angry scolding: "**, dare to rob us, I'm impatient" He kicked down the peasant woman's corpse, and swung his sword to scare away a few children who were crying, and then turned around and gave Kaput a heavy slap: "You can't make a weapon, what are you talking about with these guys?" Is the sword in your hand wood? It's just a piece of wood, you have to pull it out and use it, like you are so stupid and don't pull, you are waiting for death on the battlefield," he hated iron and confessed: "If anyone dares to resist you, you will beat me and don't pull him like a girl." ”

The stunned Kaput couldn't accept this momentary scene, he could only stare blankly at the corpse of the peasant woman on the ground that was getting colder and colder, and the blood gushing out more and more, at the few children crying and crying in the distance, at the young 'soldiers' around him who were becoming more and more irritable, and at the robbery and fighting incidents that continued to occur on the land and the cries and angry scoldings of the villagers. I lost all my strength for a while~~

"I'll give you a little news - there's a riot in the east. The old mage who made the structure mysteriously whispered to 'Pastor Elilu': "I heard that some people took advantage of this demolition and relocation to instigate some rustrian rebellion who don't know the truth. Hey, hey, hey~~ They really don't want to die, rebellion is a big crime to exterminate the three clans. ”

Dong Hezi replied with a half-smile: "I forced people to move away, but I didn't designate a place to settle down." People have long been 'dead', they are gone, of course, they are 'really dead'. By the way, what did you just say about the third step of the secret puppet?" The old mage on the other side was still talking to himself: "The king is really in a hurry, and he is in a hurry to move people away before he is ready. It is estimated that most of these people will become homeless, alas~~ Many people will die again. ”

As soon as he heard that many people were going to die, Rafina, who was next to the two of them, couldn't bear to say: "Isn't there anyone to help them? Just watch them die in vain? The Pello Church should be able to save a group, right?" But seeing that the old mage shook his head again and again with great certainty: "Save? How to save them? Give them the land? Where to divide it? The land of the country is full of people, what else do you share." Work in the city?Alas~~ There are not many places to work in the city. The only way out is to become a coolie - either as a miner in the mines, or as an expendable light infantry on the battlefield. Alas~~ It's all the lives of six or seven out of ten. As for the Pero Church, they don't have much food in their hands, so how many people can they save? You don't know, but now hundreds of low-ranking Pero priests have gone to the provincial capital to ask Archbishop Gold to deal with the matter urgently, and to order the officials in various places to treat the people who have been demolished and relocated. But what about Archbishop Gold, who was a great legend, could not openly command the governor and break the king's decrees. No, those excited low-ranking priests had already collectively run to the gate of the governor's palace to sit in protest. ”

"Hmph, resist, resist, mother, size" The Governor on the more than ten floors stared at the large area of Priests Pero who were spread out and sitting on the ground praying under the far building, and their bodies radiated a thin light of the Divine Light, connected into a small lake of golden light, and the radiance shone directly up to the dozen floors, and the Governor became more and more unhappy: "A group of country priests will pretend to be good people. Why don't you ask Lao Tzu how much money the king gave Lao Tzu?—— if he doesn't have a broken copper plate, he still has to complete the tax task on time, otherwise he will be severely fined according to the annual assessment standard. Things have to be done by Lao Tzu, and money has to be paid by Lao Tzu. It's annoying to death, these hillbillies who can only shine are still running to chirp crookedly, bah, you have the ability to sit in this position, and when the time comes, the king will want you to demolish all the people without giving money, and also want you to complete the tax task on time, see what you can do with what you think Lao Tzu wants to give money? Do you think Lao Tzu wants to be infamous?"

While he was scolding indignantly, the jade-encrusted door of this luxurious and shining hall was pushed open by a loyal butler who was richly dressed and colorful, and he heard the words and persuaded: "There are some people below who are not of the highest grade, and they don't understand your difficulties at all. As the saying goes, they are not in their position, they are not in their government, these priests are old stubborns who think they have the truth in their hands, they can't listen to anything except decrees and oracles, and it's useless for adults to be angry, so it's better to ignore them and forgive them and don't dare to rebel."

The Governor nodded, but he was still unhappy in his heart: "Hmph, if it is according to the decree, then the target set by the king for Lao Tzu this year, it would be good to be able to complete a quarter, and I don't look at what era it is." The Sun King is to be good and fast, to do everything well and fast, today's indicators are like rain, tomorrow's amount is like fire, each province also engages in horizontal benchmarking, vertical comparison, and the assessment ranking is low. How did the ranking come about? It's not a competition between each other, today your province brags about a 10% increase, and tomorrow his province brags. B growth of 20%, if the day after tomorrow Lao Tzu does not blow a blow, an increase of 30%, Lao Tzu will not have to be mixed, do you think Lao Tzu wants to blow ah?

The more he talked, the more angry he became, so much so that he slammed the table with a bang, and said angrily: "It is clear that it is impossible to be good and fast, and he is the Sun King who wants to be fast and good." If we don't follow the decree now, we won't be able to catch up with his demands, and if we come according to the decree, then all the governors will give the Sun King the death of the Sun King and not do anything 'good and fast', is that like this? He said in a parable: 'Be kind to the good people, and not be driven out by violence.' I don't have a word about Lao Tzu, what should Lao Tzu do to treat him well? There are some taxes in the treasury, but they have to be handed over to him. Lao Tzu didn't say a word, so what should Lao Tzu do to treat him kindly? Can he do it without these violent means? Hmph, he is cool, that is, he has gained money and a reputation of 'loving the people like a son'. Lao Tzu did things for him, and he had to carry a bunch of infamy. If you do a little badly, you will be punished by him. If I do a good job, I offend those fart people and pastors, and once it gets bigger, he will cut me to vent the anger of the people. Hmph, let him take advantage of all the benefits, what did the old men get?"

"Alas~~" He collapsed weakly on the gorgeous luxurious sofa and sighed: "It's really not a human job~~Alas~~ I don't feel comfortable living in this country." Speaking of this, he remembered a more important question: "How is the investigation of those hillbilly rebellions? Can they be suppressed in the shortest possible time?"

"Huh?" the Governor gasped: "So, all the people we sent to assassinate him were killed by him?, let's go and find someone to kill him, we must completely wipe out this shameless traitor before the matter becomes a big deal," but the loyal butler on the opposite side poured cold water sternly: "The assassins sent out were not killed by him." Instead, he became his servant, and according to the merchants they came into contact with, the yellowbeard suddenly seemed to have a special ability to turn people into his loyal slaves, and this slave would also become very powerful, and his spell resistance would soar, which would be difficult to penetrate with ordinary spells."

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