Chapter 288 The master is dead! I'm going to be a master!
March 12, Castle Joan of Arc.
The pale golden sunlight passes through the fluttering Salvation flag, lining the silhouette of the church with a golden edge of morning light.
On the square surrounded by the City Hall and the Castle of Joan of Arc are representatives of public opinion wearing various linen, woolen and silk garments.
Citizen representatives, shaking their mustaches, gathered together in confusion, noisily buying butter and toasted wheat cakes from street vendors.
The labor and peasant representatives with knotted beards just ate the black bread and water provided for free by the hotel and huddled sluggishly against the wall.
The mayor and wealthy businessmen gathered together, holding butter and ginger beer early in the morning, and whispered to the mayors of Ashheard Town and Mayo Town for advice.
The cold wind with a bit of warmth blew by, and the smell of wine hit the faces of the low-level monks who led the way. They sniffed enviously and continued to guide the public opinion representatives to their seats.
At this moment, Victory Square was crowded with public opinion representatives who came from other places.
This city square was originally called Claus Square, but after a unanimous decision by the Senate, it was renamed Victory Square to commemorate the bloody battle of Joan of Arc.
This time, the Faithful Assembly of Fort Joan of Arc was held in Victory Square.
The number of public opinion representatives who came here to participate in the meeting was 392. They could not fit in the city hall and had to be arranged in Victory Square.
The execution platform in the center of Victory Square has been dismantled and replaced with a 5X5 wooden platform to facilitate Horn's speech.
But even though it has been washed many times, the smell of blood is still lingering in the air.
In the past week or so, Horn did not execute hundreds of nobles every day, but he still executed more than ten or twenty in one day.
According to the statistics of the accounting team, Horne executed 112 feudal nobles and religious nobles for the devil's crime in the past seven days, and detained 903 monks, servants, knights, butlers, etc. for the crime of helping the devil.
If you include the local nobles killed during the war and liquidation, the killing of King Horn at Castle Joan killed a total of 457 nobles.
These 457 nobles only account for 0.4% of the total population, but occupy nearly half of the entire Kush territory.
The behavior of the Salvation Army is an uprising and a rebellion, and its essence is violent activity.
The regime cannot survive without bloodshed, without violence, without depriving vested interests of their wealth.
The essence of Horne's policy is to cut the top, support the middle, and make up for the bottom.
Under the current external environment and internal conditions, supporting China is a key step for the Papal State to gain a firm foothold.
Rows of long tables formed a circle, surrounding the wooden speech platform. Wild cats crouched under the tables, chasing birds around.
Following the guidance of the waiter and low-level monks, Grosien wandered around the crowd like a headless fly until he heard a familiar voice.
“Here, here!”
Grosien saw his cousin at a glance. He came to the venue in advance and took a seat for his cousin.
Grosien's cousin is from a manor near Fort Joan of Arc. He is very familiar with Fort Joan of Arc, so he can arrive in advance.
Since they arrived early, they were in a relatively forward position, and at least they could see Horn's face clearly.
Those located further back, according to Grosien's estimation, are probably 20 meters away from the wooden platform, and it is estimated that nothing can be heard.
Other public opinion representatives who came late had to sit in this outermost position.
Some of them were cursing and complaining that they couldn't hear clearly, while others were enjoying themselves and even taking a nap.
Looking around curiously, this was the first time for Grosien to attend such a meeting.
Especially the priests wearing woolen robes on the stage. They stood motionless at the four corners of the wooden stage, not knowing what they were doing.
Grossien asked in a low voice: "Cousin, what do those priests do?"
"That one is called the natural priest, who can use the unique blessing magic of the Holy Father Order. , you’ll see later, it’s amazing.”
Grosien didn't wait long before Horn arrived.
Wearing a simple half-shawl priest's robe, holding a pamphlet in his hand, he strolled onto the wooden platform.
Standing next to the sloping copying table that was as tall as one person, Horn placed the booklet in his hand on the copying table.
"Silence!"
The black hat soldiers present raised their muskets and fired stones into the air. The screaming sound immediately silenced the originally noisy crowd.
After all, many of them have seen the Holy Gun Cavalry fight with the knights, and have seen the power of the clockwork gun.
At this time, the four priests raised their arms at the same time, with their palms facing each other in a half-moon shape, and placed them next to their faces.
"Everyone..."
As soon as Horn spoke, Grosien was stunned, because the voice seemed to be speaking in his ear.
This is amazing! Grosien's eyes widened. Is this the magic of those priests?
On the wooden stage, after a brief opening and self-introduction, Horn went straight to the point.
“I know you must be scared. I wonder why we called you here?
But please don’t panic. We have no ill intentions. Compared with the nobles and bishops, we are the ones who stand. On your side.
Our enemies are the church and nobles of Qianhe River Valley, and they have nothing to do with you unless you have something to do with them."
When Horn finished speaking. Afterwards, it was obvious that most people in the audience were relieved, but a small number of people were even more nervous. Regardless of the performance of the people below, Horn explained the origin of the Salvation Army to those present.
The main content is that Horn has been very devout since he was a child. He was chosen by the Holy Father and the Holy Lord and paid silent attention to him.
When Knight Barnet was committing murder, he bravely stood up to stop him.
Although his head was chopped off, he was chosen by the Holy Father and the Holy Lord. The Holy Father even possessed him and resurrected him.
Later, Horne used his body as bait and obliged to reveal Barnett's true face, and suddenly realized that the devil had already invaded the world.
Only then did he realize that the Holy Father had resurrected him to give him the task of wiping out the devil.
This is where the subsequent battles such as the Battle of the Gulag, the Long Sweat of Blood, and the bloody Battle of Fort Joan of Arc come to be.
No matter what time, His Majesty the Pope never thought of escaping, but stood firmly with the believers.
So His Majesty the Pope’s attempt to seize the throne and contact the secret party in an attempt to escape are all pure rumors!
It must be said that Horn’s history book has deceived many people, including Grosien, who listened with gusto.
But most people were uninterested, and even representatives in the row in front of Grosien fell asleep.
After explaining the source of his legitimacy and past deeds, Horn changed the subject and talked about the current situation in the Thousand River Valley.
“…To the west of the Thousand River Valley, the citizens of Rapid City are revolting, occupying most of the territory of Lower River County.
To the north, the Duke of Herma Stone of Cold Spring Castle is revolting, and the mountain counties have responded. .
The Kingdom of Leia is in civil war, and the kings of the Norn Kingdom are willing to help us become independent.
You have been bullied by the Imperials and Leians for so many years. Have you never thought that one day you will not be bullied? ”
In this era of large rural areas, it is hard to imagine the lack of information.
Many public opinion representatives do not even know about the uprising in Rapid City, let alone the one further north. Cold Spring Castle Uprising?
This bombshell news quickly exploded among the representatives and spread in ripples of whispers.
The Salvation Army is only a lone army, and their confidence is only 10%. The confidence of friendly forces is 30%.
If there are Norns behind them to support them, their confidence can jump to 70%.
After all, they themselves know that their power is too weak, and it is difficult to achieve independence without the help of external forces.
In this case, maybe there is some chance of success by following the Salvation Army?
As soon as Horn said this, the atmosphere on the court gradually changed.
They began to ask whether the news was true or false, and imagined what it would be like after successful independence.
After all, if Qianhe River Valley can become independent, their life will be much easier.
The legend about the people of Qianhe River Valley choosing the Pope is the embodiment of this beautiful wish in their hearts.
Horn struck while the iron was hot: "Have you ever thought about a question.
Our enemies are the nobles and bishops. Now that they are all dead, who will manage the territory for us?< br>
If we want government orders to be passed, we used to rely on nobles and bishops. Who will help us pass them on now? ”
The dozing public opinion representative lying in front of Grosien suddenly stood upright and stared at the stage with burning eyes.
Not only him, but also many public opinion representatives were breathing rapidly.
Yes, the knight master is dead, so whoever the Salvation Army says is the master, isn’t it the master?
Hey! The master is dead and I will become the master!
Some people even got off their seats and communicated with each other to verify the news.
It wasn't until the night watchmen armed with T-shaped sticks came forward that these public opinion representatives who were running around were pushed back to their seats.
When the turbulent sound stopped, facing everyone's focused and expectant eyes, Horn continued with a smile: "In the next period of time, we will carry out reforms in the Baihu District.
It is expected that the manor will be changed into a 100-household district, and each 100-household district will be equipped with a 100-household chief and a 100-household monk. "
The manor will be changed into a 100-household district. Isn’t the elder a knight? Hundreds of monks must be equivalent to traveling priests!
When Your Majesty says this here, doesn’t it mean that he is preparing to choose from representatives of the public opinion like them?
Their hands and feet were trembling, they were both excited and scared, and they were all thinking secretly giving money to the skitarii who were maintaining order to find out what was going on.
But they never thought that the source of the knight's power to control the manor was his own extraordinary force.
If villagers or citizens like them become heads of hundreds of households, their power depends on the extraordinary force of the Salvation Army.
In other words, as long as Horn wants to, when the time is right, he can smoothly deprive them of their status, and the difficulty will not be easier than peeing.
In the end, they can only choose between becoming Horn's shape or losing their status.
"It's almost noon. Everyone is probably hungry, but actually I am too." Horn smiled and patted his belly, and the public opinion representatives immediately burst into applause laughter regardless of whether they meant it or not.
“Let’s eat first, and we’ll talk about the matter of the heads of households after lunch.
We have prepared a free lunch for you. After eating, there will be a dedicated person to post and read The first edict of the Papal States
That is the topic of our afternoon meeting! ”
(End of this chapter)