Chapter 223 Confederate Peasant Uprising, Cracks In The Monarchy【5/5 For Automatic Subscription】
Chapter 223 Confederate Peasant Uprising, Cracks In The Monarchy【5/5 For Automatic Subscription】
Alfonso Empire.
As the Confederacy, the largest agricultural country.
It itself is directly responsible for the daily food supply of the millions of troops of the Confederate Army. However, even so, the top management of the Alfonso Empire is still firmly carrying out the national industrialization reform.
The development of agriculture has not been relaxed much because of the emergence of industry.
The vast majority of nobles just allocated a group of farmers who were supposed to work in the fields into factories.
As for field cultivation, there are still as many as before, but the number of farmers farming is much less, and the intensity of labor required by each person has also increased a lot.
At this moment, the entrance to a village of the Alfonso Empire.
Looking at the noble butler in a warm coat, he drove away in a carriage.
In the cold wind, dozens of sallow-faced and thin farmers at the entrance of the village still faintly echoed their warnings before they left.
"There was a snowstorm this year, and the earl's land property also suffered a lot of losses. In order to support the alliance soldiers who resisted the Prouker Empire on the front line, your food was reduced by 30%."
"This is for the entire league! You better not be ignorant!"
The cold wind howled, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky above the sky.
This village is the territory of the count of the Alfonso Empire, and these people, as citizens, are no different from slaves under the condition that the laws of the empire do not care about the life and death of the bottom people
The food they can get is hard enough for the whole family to feed themselves.
Now it is even reduced by 30%.
The reason is still quite nonsense to support the front line. Who doesn't know that this earl is a guy who resells grain, and there are several huge granaries in the territory, which are full of grain that they, the bottom-level farmers, have worked so hard to grow.
"Village chief, what should we do on 25? My child is still sick, and the food supply is still reduced. Isn't this killing our whole family?"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, no one cares about our life or death.
"What for the entire alliance? Those guys above eat and drink spicy food all day long, why should we starve and freeze for the alliance!"
In the crowd, the murmurs that were originally grumbling during the hard work, now followed by the dignitaries of the Alfonso Empire, when they were in a desperate situation, they still had to raise their legs and step on them.
Finally, it turned into a roar.
It has to be said that when the industry began to rise and capital really stood on the stage, there was no noose against capital like the Prouker Empire, and there were no strictly enforced laws.
Capital is like a hungry wolf that will never be full.
Squeezing every value of the workers as much as possible, these dignitaries of the Confederate States.
Originally, it was a small matter for the subordinates to find faults with these workers and deduct some wages when they were working.
Later, as the upper levels of the Confederate States demanded to increase industrial development, they began to use chicken feathers as arrows, and began to increase the working hours of workers without increasing wages on the grounds of orders from the upper levels.
As for later, without the constraints of the law, these capitalists completely treated the workers as their own slaves, with the help of brutal violence.
Delaying wages, or even refusing to pay them directly, can already be done frantically.
If they had done it before, they might also need to consider whether this behavior would trigger a large-scale riot.
But under the stimulation of a lot of money, these people have already lost their minds.
The more the farmers talked, the more excited they became, and finally the cold wind stimulated their bodies to shiver, because the flame in their hearts was already burning.
The village head thought of the young grandsons in his family. One of his son and daughter-in-law were beaten to death by factory thugs, and the other died of a serious illness from overwork.
Now that the whole family is going to die this winter, he doesn't care about so much.
He slammed the cane on the ground.
There was determination in the voice.
"I can't control that much anymore, people are going to die, at least we will be a full-fledged ghost! Everyone! Bring the guys, we robbed the damn earl!"
As soon as these words came out, it was as if a spark had fallen into a dry powder pile.
Immediately, everyone's eyes turned scarlet, carrying sticks in groups, and rushed towards the Earl's manor with vicious faces.
The Earl's Manor in Pia.
As soon as these angry peasants appeared, they were immediately discovered by the leaders and thugs guarding the manor. Under the care of the count, the hulking thugs drew their swords one after another.
One by one, the leaders immediately raised their flintlock guns under the command of the garrison captain.
"What are you going to do?! Don't you want to die!"
The garrison captain looked at the two hundred farmers who had gathered together, his eyes were full of cruelty.
However, these untouchables who could be scared away with a single sentence in the past are like hungry wolves who have lost their minds today.
Facing their weapons, not only did they not have any fear, but the anger in their eyes became more intense.
"Brothers, these damned nobles robbed us of food and killed our families, and now they are still oppressing us with the weapons we made!"
"The left and right are dead! Fight them!"
"kill!"
Looking at the mob rushing towards this side with sticks and other messy weapons, the shock in the captain's eyes flashed away.
The next moment is to immediately shout.
"shooting!!!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Dense gunpowder smoke erupted, and there was a terrific howl immediately from the crowd, but these mobs were not given any chance at all.
The second row of fusiliers had already stepped forward and aimed their guns at these people.
"shooting!!!"
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Marius anxiously rode his horse all the way to a village not far from his factory, where there was already a lot of shouting and killing.
However, as far as the eye could see, those who shouted and killed were all those peasants, and those who fell to the ground were also these people.
"Stop it all! Stop it all! My father is the Duke of Penmercy! Stop it all!"
Marius' voice spread across the scene, but it didn't bring any effect.
Seeing that he was about to rush forward to stop the city guards of the Imperial Capital of Gruboni, John Galby who just arrived rushed forward and pulled him back.
"You don't want to die! Now those farmers have been completely cornered! They have already lost their minds, saying that they are robbing food, it is better to say that they are taking revenge on the upper class!"
Marius' expression was full of anger, and with the sound of the bursts of flintlock guns, a large number of people were shot to the ground.
"Are we just watching like this!?"
At this moment, John was also secretly startled by the barbarism of the upper echelons of the Confederate States, but at this moment his face said solemnly.
"Take action against the nobles, even if you stop these people, it will definitely not work!"
"If you have this thought, hurry up and take people to their homes with me, and save the people left in the village as soon as possible!"
"Escape into the mountains and save their families!"
Marius finally calmed down at this moment, and immediately rushed to the surrounding villages with the courageous security personnel of his own factory, and transferred all the personnel left here.
Mostly old people and children.
The old people still had an impression of Marius, the kind-hearted son of the duke, but they shook their heads facing him personally bringing someone to rescue him.
"My lord, take my grandson away and let him do things with you in the future. You are kind-hearted. From now on, if this child is disobedient, he will be beaten and scolded whenever he should, and he will stutter 8981J... .."
Looking at the old people whose eyes were full of prayers and who were obviously ready to die, for the first time in his life, Marius felt disgusted by the flesh and blood of the son of a nobleman.
Although all the powers of the Pengmesi family are in the army, even Marius himself would not believe that they have never bullied the poor at the bottom.
And what is the difference between Marius, who is eating the food from the Duke of Penmercy's mansion and wearing expensive clothes, and those who are raising guns to massacre these people.
At this moment, the Prouker Empire's Sky Eye Society's operations in the Confederate States have finally fully manifested.
One by one, the villages where riots occurred were urgently transferred by their people.
All of them were moved to the nearby mountains, where some local conflicts had just broken out, and members of the Assassin Alliance immediately joined in the rescue of these civilians.
Attacks were launched on some relatively weak Confederate soldiers.
The riots mainly occurred in the Gruberni Empire and the Alfonso Empire, which were the hardest hit by the snow disaster.
The high-level leaders of both countries immediately received the news of the poor riots below.
monarchy council.
"Bang! Are these people crazy? How dare they riot!" Alfonso V slapped the table angrily.
However, the next moment Rowan Smith of Rhea Kingdom said indifferently.
"I've said it a long time ago, at least we must leave a glimmer of life for these people. These people at the bottom are very timid, and at least there is a little hope of survival. They will definitely not have the guts to take a hoe to our Musketeers charge!"
"The situation in the territory of the two Majesties is completely self-inflicted. Military food collection? Noble collection is fine." Why do those damn businessmen also have the power to collect food?
"Also, according to our statistics, the food levied by the two countries is enough for the Union Army to consume for a whole winter. Does that mean that we don't need to provide these food?"
Gruberny V frowned suddenly.
"Smith, what do you mean by that?"
Luo Wen didn't give in, and snorted coldly: "Literally, I think the current situation of your two countries is completely worthless as a barrier for our alliance!"
"The riots have already occurred in the territory, and you don't want to appease them as soon as possible, but you are still here incompetent and furious!"
"Hmph! How stupid!"
Before Gruberny V and Alfonso V could speak, Rowan Smith stood up under the stunned gazes of the monarchs of various countries.
"One month, if the situation in your two countries is still the same within one month, then my Kingdom of Rhea will announce that it will withdraw from the alliance!"
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