Franz went to the train station to see the weavers for himself, and they were even worse than rumored, all of them skinny, with dull eyes and blackened teeth.

In addition, they had been flogged before they came, many of whom had only half their lives, and refused to allow the Austrian military medical officers to approach them out of fear.

Fortunately, there were also a large number of doctors in the church in Austria, and in fact Franz also tried to mobilize the folk doctors in Vienna.

The Austrians, however, were unconcerned about what had happened to the Silesians, and many even gloated, attributing the Silesian uprising to the incompetence of the Prussian government.

The people of Austrian Silesia even took the initiative to form patrols, fearing that someone would cross the Oder River and pollute their land.

The domestic aristocracy was also somewhat dissatisfied, and they did not find it worthwhile for the Grand Duke Franz to do so.

Of course, on the surface they will still call the Grand Duke benevolent, but privately they will begin to question whether Franz is intellectually deficient.

There were also discordant voices within the Church, and some clergymen felt that Prussia, which had received help, had to be converted, otherwise they were encouraging heresy.

The results were also very unpromising, with 60% of the first 3,000 Silesian weavers in Austria suffering from various degrees of physical disability and chronic diseases.

All weavers were flogged to varying degrees, although the horsewhips used by the Prussians were less powerful than the English rope whips and the Russian long whips.

But 24 lashes per person still beat the indebted insurgents to the point of dying, and with the bumpy ride in the train, doctors estimate that a third of them may not survive more than a week.

The cost of treatment was also sky-high, because the regular doctors in Vienna did not like these North Germans. Even the royal family and the church could not hide their disgust, and Franz could not do anything to them now.

Therefore, the church can only try its best to save it, and as for how much it can survive, it can only be left to fate.

Franz had to think about what they would do if they survived, and Prussia did a good job in basic education, but except for the weavers, who had a very low level of education, most of them only about the third grade of primary school, and most of the rest were illiterate.

The siblings, Rebi and Ace, were not exempted from flogging, and although they only had twelve strokes, the two children passed out and were then wrapped in cloth like garbage and thrown onto the train.

By the time Franz found them, the two were dying, and there was a stench emanating from the entire carriage.

The expressions of the three teenagers accompanying Franz were different, and Akadorf showed disgust, but only stood beside Franz and did not speak.

Richard Metternich pulled out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose and handed the other one to Franz.

"Franz, it's too dirty in here, please stay away. With your orders, I believe that the clergy of those churches would not dare to disobey the law. They will definitely be taken care of."

Franz waved his hand, not accepting the handkerchief that had been handed him.

Compared to Akadoff and Richard, Taffy was much more immature, and when he saw that Franz did not accept the handkerchief, he immediately snatched it and vomited.

However, as a pampered young master, this is normal, after all, he had to rely on others to wipe his ass until he was nine years old, and it was not until he was discovered by Franz that he changed this vice.

"Edward, if you can't stand it, go back first." Franz's unintentional words made Taffy tremble, and the latter immediately straightened his back.

(Taffe's full name is Edward Taffe.) ）

"I'm fine, Franz. If you need me I can send them to Moravia, where my family has a hospital. ”

Franz shook his head, there was no shortage of money, what he needed was for these people to live worthwhile, not live entirely on human handouts.

Looking at the teenagers in front of me who were about the same age as me, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional, but I was numb after seeing too much.

"Archbishop, I'll leave it to you. Please do your best to help and come back to me if you have any questions. ”

Archbishop Rauscher naturally understood what Franz meant, and he was aware that there was opposition within the church at this time.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. The church will treat everyone equally. With that, he motioned for the priests behind him to come in and help.

When the brother and sister woke up again in a bag covered in hard, bloodstained flesh like a shroud, they found themselves in a room of luxury.

But the room full of gold and silver utensils did not attract them, and the brother and sister found each other at the first time, but the bandages wrapped around their bodies looked a little funny, like two little mummies.

"Is this heaven? It looks even more spacious than Old Man Philput's house! The younger sister hugged her brother tightly and looked around excitedly.

"Apparently not! You're hurting me! Blood oozed from the latter's bandage, and the former quickly let go of his hand.

"I didn't mean to! I." Then she remembered that a group of Prussian soldiers broke into her home and directly tied her brother with a rope like an animal.

Rebi ran into the kitchen and pointed a kitchen knife at the Prussian soldier, who pointed the gun directly at her. Ace tried to stop him, but was kicked and passed out.

Fortunately, an officer stepped forward and lowered the muzzle of the gun, but before Rebi could catch his breath, the man continued.

"Take this one with you too."

The girl tried to resist, but it was in vain, and she lost consciousness after a rifle butt on her head.

When they woke up again, they had been loaded into a wagon, with many weavers tied up. Some of them know each other, and some of them don't.

No one spoke along the way, and everyone's face could not hide the color of fear and sadness.

Soon they reached their destination, and the sound of whips and desperate screams could be heard outside.

"24 lashes each! Take off your clothes and pants! Don't let us do it! Let me get on the bus after the torture! ”

An overseer-looking man shouted.

"My lord, where are you sending us?" An old weaver who had just finished his sentence asked tremblingly.

"Where to go? Go and enjoy the blessings of you! You guys should know this fate when you smash other people's glass and paint other people's houses!

You're going to have to work and lose money! The overseer-looking official scoffed angrily.

"And what are we going to do?" The old weaver asked again.

"How do I know? I heard it looks like Hungary, right? Have you heard the story of the Vampire Countess? As long as you slackers don't do anything, you can't eat anything, and you don't have enough to eat, and you deserve to bleed you one by one as bathwater! ”

Although the official was just talking nonsense, it scared the weavers into crying. But those soldiers didn't care so much, and directly pulled people over for execution.

Some of the young women workers did not want to take off their clothes, so they sneered and pressed them on wooden stakes to forcibly strip them of their clothes, and then they drew whips from the basin of water and beat them severely.

The blood was blurred where the long whip passed, and in order to prevent the victim from biting off his tongue, the executioner next to him would stuff a mass of fabric into his mouth after the first lash fell.

The execution soon drew a crowd of onlookers, much to the excitement of the Prussian officials, as it undoubtedly greatly strengthened the authority of the kingdom.

(End of chapter)