Chapter 23, Captain’s thoughts
The battle by the river bend is over.
The shivering serfs who were staying in Datong Shop in a few simple wooden houses next door were driven out. The junior non-commissioned officers of the Waste Hole Company announced to them that they had been liberated by the Governor and were free.
The serfs who heard this did not move at all. These people never think that freedom is a good thing. They don't even understand what freedom means.
Does freedom refer to the precariousness of wandering in the wasteland in the past? Does it refer to the hunger and cold when struggling for a living at the foot of Fuxing City?
It was quite free at that time, and you could do whatever you wanted, but you had no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and you could see dead people every day, including those who died of starvation, those who died of illness, those who were robbed and killed...all kinds of things.
Especially winter is the most difficult.
Compared to those times, they are quite satisfied with their current lives. Although they are not well fed and very tired, they are laborers in the fields, and their owners will not let them starve to death - at least until they lose the ability to work.
As a result, a group of subordinates who called themselves the Governor came and beat them. Their master seemed to be finished, and he himself was liberated and regained his freedom.
But they were at a loss.
ah? Am I free?
Almost shed tears.
However, what they said next reassured them a lot.
They don't know what's good about freedom, but at least they know that bread is a good thing.
A sufficient batch of food was distributed. The serfs who had always only had half a full meal every day - oh, now they were free men - wolfed down the food.
While they were eating, someone announced to them what was to come.
They were no longer serfs, but freedmen under the governor. Next, the governor would personally manage the entire floodplain valley estate, which would require a large number of agricultural workers. Food and accommodation are included, plus a small bonus that will increase with production. They can come and go freely without restrictions, and those who are willing to stay can accept employment.
No fool will stay.
In an instant, the panic, confusion, and bewilderment in the serfs' hearts almost disappeared.
They don't need to know anything else, as long as they know that they won't be hungry or cold in the future, that's fine.
After eating, it was time for them to go out to work. The corpses should be collected and burned, the walls that were destroyed during the war should be repaired, and the fields that were trampled and blasted should be cleaned up, so as to preserve as much harvest as possible.
The entire manor was already busy.
After Yan Fangxu had roughly arranged everything, there wasn't much else to do.
He stared at the rolling hills across the river bend, dazed.
He was thinking about his future through the psyker, or cultist, he had just met.
When he was sent to the surface to serve as the governor's guard, he originally felt that his future was gloomy.
He still remembered that day, when the governor-general approached Captain Yelicia for armed protection before leaving the starship and landing on the surface. The Brigadier-General originally planned to send only 300 servitors to the Governor, and that would be enough to get rid of them.
But who would have thought that that day, when he was bored and chatting with his colleagues, he also told a joke about an inexperienced woman who was promoted to captain and commodore at the speed of light?
More importantly, the captain heard it.
The God-Emperor can learn from this. He actually doesn't have much objection to the female captain in his heart. It's just that his colleagues are joking like this, so he just laughs along. But why did the captain hear him at the same time he spoke?
Shit!
It just so happened that the governor named Gu Hang complained that three hundred servitors were too few, so Yelicia waved her hand and asked him to join the governor with thirty marines.
Under the laughter of his colleagues who were very happy and gloating about his misfortune, he, a young Marine Corps captain, could only take thirty people to the surface.
He was devastated and felt that his life was gloomy.
Who doesn't know that the governor of Raging Owl is a biennial consumable? He was a little captain, but he offended the captain, and being thrown to the surface was tantamount to exile. Even if he protected the governor, the guy would inevitably be executed because he couldn't pay the taxes. He will also waste two years on Raging Owl without making any progress.
But he still has to fulfill his duties. On the one hand, it is the sense of responsibility of a soldier, and on the other hand, it is one thing if the governor is executed by the tax department, but if he dies under his protection, then his responsibility is greater.
As for the Governor, he finally dealt with the tax, then secured his position as the planet's Governor, led the entire planet to rejuvenate, and was finally grateful for his help in his later years, becoming his backer and allowing him to prosper?
He had thought about this in his dreams, but he never dared to think about it when he was awake.
Of course he hoped that the future would be like that, but that was too unlikely. In particular, His Excellency the Governor is still imaginative. He does not plan to quickly take over the alliance's political power and find ways to collect taxes. Instead, he is thinking about developing the territory from scratch... Your Majesty the God Emperor, where do you have the time?
But then I thought again, what does this have to do with him? Anyway, it won’t be me who will be executed when the time comes.
Then, as time passed, his heart gradually became more alive again. Some thoughts that I only thought about in my dreams when I first landed on the surface will occasionally come to my mind when I am awake.
Is it really possible for Gu Hang to succeed?
The reason that made him think so was, of course, not just Governor Gu Hang's appearance of always having everything under control. He had seen a lot of pretentious people, and he didn't know and didn't want to confirm whether the Governor was like that.
He doesn't want to look at attitudes, he only believes in facts.
The truth is, the governor is a rare psyker, and he accompanies these soldiers into battle. Two battles were won and two camps were captured. This result is not big enough and far from life-saving, but the Governor is indeed advancing his plan.
Moreover, the Governor did not know where he got two black box making machines. The Imperial Mechanical Church would probably be willing to pay a huge price for that kind of magical thing.
These performances gave him more confidence in the Governor beyond his sense of responsibility, especially the two black boxes.
It seems like there's nothing going on at all?
And today, he met a psyker with the Governor. At first, he thought that the man named Wohan was just an ordinary psychic, but according to the Governor's judgment, he was a cultist.
Cults, heresies...this is a very good enemy. If the so-called 'original owl beast sect' is truly recognized as a heresy, then the credit for eliminating them is not small.
But he still had doubts, was it really a 'cult'?
Is this a reason that the Governor made up to ask for more assistance, or is it true?
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I was attacked by Tzeentch. Chapters 22 and 23 should be tomorrow’s content, but the timing is wrong...
Just think of it as an update today, brothers! There will be two updates tomorrow as usual.
The archived manuscript suffered heavy losses...
If you haven’t watched 22, you can go back and watch it, it’s already there.
(End of chapter)