Power and Empire Chapter 177: Change (2)

"Quickly, quickly inform the head of the Statunko Banner" outside the "Mist Palace" of the Dardanelles, a herald riding a war horse came out of the dark morning mist in the distance, wrapped in The cold wind stopped in front of the guards of the Wugong Palace, and shouted anxiously to the guards guarding outside the palace, "My lord has arrived at Shiva Chaze and is coming here!"

　　"Sir? Which adult?" The Kirimusi Guard is a recruit who only joined the army in the first half of the year. Because of his bravery in combat, he has just been promoted to the team leader. He is still unclear on many terms. In his heart, there are many adults. I'm gone, the city is not peaceful recently, who would run to the Wugong Palace in the middle of the night, said with a dazed face of doubt,

　　 "You are a newcomer! Of course it is Governor Dustin!" The herald was taken aback, and he raised his whip and pointed at the guard and yelled." Go ahead, if you delay the banner leader's important affairs, your squadron leader Rao Can't stop you!"

　　"Yes, yes, the subordinates will report it!" Hearing that the governor is coming, the guards of the fog palace panicked, and they ran up the hundred steps of the fog palace. The patrol team along the way looked surprised. , Looking at the swift and abnormal guard squad leader, who used to take ten minutes to walk up the steps, but this time the squad leader disappeared to the top of the steps in only six minutes,

　　"Why is this kid Neil Bovis so active today? It must be because the girl was chased by the old man." A patrol captain joked, causing other patrol soldiers to laugh, and a sudden trombone sound suddenly came from the steps. The top sounded, making the patrolling soldiers' faces stunned. It was the horn of the messenger of the flag regiment headquarters. It will sound only when it is most urgent

　　"Woo" soon, the trombone of the garrison assembled resounded through the night sky of the Palace of Fog, and the head of the flag, Statunko, appeared on the steps of the Palace of Fog. Behind him was the Sixth Banner. All the squadron commander-level officers of the regiment, this abnormal phenomenon surprised the soldiers. Who made the leader of the banner and the officers wait late at night?

　　 The sound of galloping horses' hooves broke the silence of the Mist Palace. The fat man appeared at the intersection with his guards, and Statunko hurriedly greeted him, bending over to salute the fat man:

　　"My lord, you have finally come. The current situation is not good for us. Although the Japanese car has been occupied by us, the remnants of the Dardanelles are still like spreading tree roots, hidden deep In the past ten days, our patrolling team in the city has been constantly attacked. Although the number of injured is small, it has been a big blow to the morale of our soldiers! The subordinates are worrying about this matter."

　　 "Oh, there is an assassin in the city?" The fat man got off his horse with frowning eyebrows, waved his hand to the guard behind him, and asked the guards to dismount the female assassin. "I also met the assassin on the way here. One was captured alive. It seems that the order of the Shiva Chaze is indeed chaotic."

　　"What! The assassination of an adult!" Statunko's body trembled uncontrollably, and his face hesitated, "The subordinate is really damned! The adult was frightened! The subordinate will take the assassin to torture and torture. , Must let her confess to the master behind the scenes"

　　 "It's no big deal, this assassin is special, I will deal with it personally" The fat man felt that this female assassin seemed to hate herself very much, maybe she could dig out some potential threats specifically against her, and didn't want Statunko to interfere. Regarding this matter, he waved his hand disapprovingly, took the lead to walk up the steps of the fog palace, and said while walking

　　"I know that you have always been rigorous. Although you are not talented, you are loyal to me. You are a good hand at handling internal affairs. You are not good at dealing with these tricks that can’t make it to the table. The troublemaker needs not only an upright mind, but also thunderous means. Sometimes kindness is not necessarily right!"

　　"Yes, yes, what the adults said!" Statunko knew that this was the fat man blaming himself, and he was too weak in dealing with the Shiva car. This is the fat man’s character. If he is willing to face him Pointing to your shortcomings is to treat you as a confidant,

　　 It’s the most dangerous if you’re so nice and don’t mention shortcomings. Fatty’s careful eyes are notorious. Statunko wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Subordinates go and arrange." , Must arrest all the remnants of these odious Dardaniels!"

　　 "No, I'll take care of this personally!" The fat man waved his hand, and suddenly stopped at the top of the steps. The scenery in front of him moved him with an unspeakable excitement,

　　 A huge white marble building stands on the top. The entire foggy palace is built on the back mountain outside the city of Shivacheze. The Shivache under the thick fog shimmers with dim lights, and the cool night breeze blows on the cheeks. ,

　　 I am like a god, taking over the world I control in the air. No wonder the Dardanelles feel so good about themselves. Staying in this position for a long time makes it easy for people to have the illusion that they can manipulate everything.

　　 In September, the black rain clouds enveloped the sky of the Japanese car. After a heavy rain last night, the air was rippling with fresh water vapor. The residents of the Japanese car were habitually going out since the Samorians came. After here, the Zhivache people suddenly discovered that the legendary Samorians were not as brutal as the nobles said before. Most of the Samor soldiers were stationed outside the city, but there were more patrols in the city. Life remained the same, but quietly, there was a janitor at the gate.

　　 A group of people gathered around the square in the center of the city, chirping and pointing to a few notices posted on the square. Early this morning, when a Japanese car went out, they saw several notices on the square. This is Satsuma. The ruler of Seoul issued an order for the first time,

　　"What do these Samor barbarians want to do?" Everyone is very concerned about their own destiny, and soon a group of people gathered around, but the content of the notice made them dumbfounded. "Fun Tian!" The first sentence on the notice caught everyone's hearts.

　　 This is a very ordinary "field division order", which is seen every year in Samor. The content is very simple. All the farmers in Jiwa Chaze only need to go to the administrative center in ten days to register for their own rental. The number of lands, then these lands will be placed under his name after being verified by the Samor Interior Officer~IndoMTL.com~,

　　 only need to pay one-third of the grain as the land fee every year, which is very common in the Samor area, because every year, highly motivated farmers can always cultivate new land, so it needs to be re-verified every year , But in the Zhivacheze area under the rule of the nobility, this announcement is tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

　　 "Land! My land" the eyes of the peasants were red. To understand the announcements, Samor arranged a few clever narrators in each town, unlike the indifferent citizens who depended on the noble life in the city. These poor farmers with only a pair of pants can own a piece of land of their own, even if it is just a small piece of land, they will wake up in dreams.

　　 But, soon, the happy peasants in Shivache saw the second notice, and their excitement dropped to the freezing point. "Because the Samor soldiers were attacked, Samor suspends the implementation of the land order indefinitely and waits for the murderer. After being brought back to the case, the land order will be reactivated"

　　 "Damn aristocrat!" The farmer threw his tools on the ground angrily. Nowadays, the Shiva Chaze, except for those aristocrats who have nothing to do, who will attack the lovely Samor. Soon, Zhiva The nobles everywhere in Cheze were solemnly besieged by angry farmers, countless aristocratic manors were burned by farmers, countless small rural landlords flocked to the relatively peaceful Zhivacheze, and the nobles had a century-long firm rule because of a replacement. Make it crash

　　 "Murder!" This time not only the peasants were jealous, but the nobles in Riva Cheze were also anxious. When countless peasants found that there was no one to vent, they stared at the nobles in the city with hungry eyes. The nobles who most hope that the Samor patrol stay in the city now are the nobles. Without the Samors, the crazy peasants will tear themselves to pieces. (Last night, the codeword fell asleep and sweated!"