"My fellow countrymen who are suffering, those greedy nobles and wealthy merchants used shameful means to rob us of our only food rations in order to satisfy their own selfish desires, allowing famine and plague to spread wantonly in the kingdom, leaving our children in hunger and pain Die!
And those culprits are staying comfortably in the manor, in front of the warm fireplace, under the service of slaves, enjoying fine wine and food, and laughing at you and me in the most vicious tone about our difficult situation at the moment! "
"For hundreds of years, those nobles have stood high above us, trampling on our dignity like cattle and horses. My compatriots, the Kingdom of [Hadrata] should not be like this... Now is the time to take back our Something!"
[Hadra Tower] In the north of the kingdom, on a three-meter-high boulder, Redel was giving an impassioned speech before the war.
Below was a mass of poor people dressed in rags. As Redel continued to talk, anger gradually appeared on everyone's face.
As Redl said, the wheat they worked so hard to grow was forcibly taken away by the nobles at a very low price, and then sold for hundreds or thousands of times. Even if they spent all their property, they could not afford to buy a few. A piece of black bread, and can only survive by eating grass roots and tree bark.
The person who caused all this made a lot of money and hid in the manor to enjoy himself peacefully.
Seeing the anger gradually igniting in everyone's eyes, Redel continued his efforts and publicized their successful experience in resisting aristocratic tyranny in other places.
For example, the mining slaves in the southern territories used to be oppressed by the nobles and had to stay in dark mines all day long. They also had to endure beatings, scolding and exploitation by supervisors, and were even faced with the risk of mine collapse at all times.
But with the help of the wizards, they stood up bravely, killed the mine supervisor, and defended their rights with blood. Later, they arrested the local baron and tried each other's evil deeds in public!
"Okay!" "This is how it should be, let those despicable nobles get the retribution they deserve!" "They should be thrown into hell!"
Listening to Redl's vivid description of the nobles being hanged and the fear before execution, the poor people present were all angry and cursed loudly, but there were also many people who looked hesitant and couldn't help but speak out. asked.
"Lord Leidel, I heard that wizards have established many workshops in the royal capital. Not only are they paid several silver coins every month, but they also provide three meals. Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. I promise you that as long as everyone works hard, no one will go hungry again!" Redel said with certainty, and then explained to everyone the various regulations formulated by the parliament. A welfare policy.
To the ears of the poor, this beauty is like a paradise in a dream, but it is a bit too illusory.
Fortunately, due to the smooth flow of trade, many people had listened to the merchants transporting goods in the tavern boasting about the grand occasion of the royal capital, and they all came forward to confirm that Redel's words were definitely not fabricated out of thin air.
One step back to hell, one step further to heaven. Seeing that the time was ripe, Redel immediately ordered hundreds of flintlock guns to be fired, and then shouted hoarsely.
"Now, everyone, pick up the weapons in your hands and take back what belongs to us!"
"Make those bastards pay!" "Send them to hell!"
Thousands of people in a group just shouted slogans and marched towards the marquisdom closest to them.
And this scene is repeated in almost every territory in the northwest of the kingdom!
Redel broke up 10,000 elite musketeers into hundreds of teams, and spent a month encouraging the local suffering people to revolt, just to launch an attack together today!
Although the weapons in the hands of the poor are only obsolete flintlock guns, and the average training time per person is only about a week, after all, there is strength in numbers. With the blessing of hatred and anger, they can be said to be overwhelming, and even Instigated the rebellion of some regular troops under the nobles...
"The mob, the damn mob!"
In the city of Herder in the north of the kingdom, the Grand Duke of Gard was hiding in a strong fortress, looking out the window at the poor people clamoring to hang him, his face full of fear and anger.
He finally managed to avoid the capture of those wizards with the help of a family's inherited sacred weapon, and fled back to his territory in a hurry. As a result, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he ran into these damn group. The mob was directly blocked in this fortress.
Fortunately, those mobs lacked powerful enough siege weapons, so they gave themselves a chance to breathe.
"Immediately release the letters asking for help. These damn mobs, I will chop them alive one by one!" Grand Duke Gard ordered through gritted teeth.
There are several gray crows kept in this castle for communication, and they are also the only living creatures that can fly out of the fortress. The holy weapon in his hand has been used once before, and it is not suitable for fighting against groups of enemies. For the current plan, he can only hope that the small nobles under his command can lead the army to rescue him.
However, this only hope was shattered by a sudden sound in the fortress.
"No need. I'm afraid the entire northern part of the kingdom has already fallen. The lords everywhere are too busy to take care of themselves. No one will be able to save you."
Gad suddenly turned his head and looked over. In the darkness, a familiar figure slowly emerged.
"Gustave?!" Gad immediately recognized the visitor, his face first filled with a bit of joy, and then turned into a look of deep anger. "Is this the foolproof thing you told me?"
"The grain in the hands of those wizards can't be used up at all. They can even use magic to make bread. The wheat in our hands is worthless now. It's over now, everything is over!"
Garde's ferocious face was full of resentment. If the other party hadn't encouraged them to start this food war, they wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Do you think those wizards would have let you go without this?" Gustav said with a sneer. "Look at the rioting citizens outside your castle. The wizards have long been secretly planning to seize your territory! I just gave you a chance to take back the rights in your hands!"
Gad stared at Gustav with a gloomy face. Although he was angry in his heart, he also understood that the leader of the God's Punishment Army in front of him was not something he could compete with. He could only suppress his anger and ask the other party's purpose.
"Of course I'm here to save you!" Gustav said slowly. "I'm afraid your current strength is not enough to fight against those mobs."
There was no trace of joy on Gard's face. It was naturally easy to deal with a group of mobs with the power of the commander of the God's Punishment Army. However, the other party chose to sneak into the fortress to meet him. The meaning was already obvious.
"Tell me your conditions!" Gad said solemnly.
"There are no conditions this time, only gifts." Gustav took out a strange-looking statue from his arms. "It will give you new strength, enough to take back your territory."
"The statue of the evil god?!" Gad couldn't help but take a step back, a chill ran down his back. Of course he knew what this thing was.
I understand more how terrifying this thing is...
This is not a so-called gift at all, but a sacrifice!
Gard immediately took out the ancestral holy weapon, and a strong divine light immediately appeared in the fortress. However, to his expectation, the holy weapon did not attack the enemy in front of him at all.
Gustav looked at Gad with a mocking expression. This holy instrument was given by the church a hundred years ago, but the other party tried to use the power of this holy instrument to compete with him. He didn't know what to say!
"Use your last value!" Gustav stepped forward, and his right hand holding the statue of the evil god penetrated Duke Gard's chest.
No blood flowed out. Gustav's hand seemed to have passed through an illusory obstacle and placed the statue into the opponent's heart.
The next moment, a large number of voices entered Gad's mind.
"Praise to the Lord of Famine and Plague!" "You bring disaster to the world, punish all those who do not worship God, and drag the world into hell..." "O Lord, punish your enemies with plague..."
The high-pitched, continuous prayers and the horrific and evil memories constantly impacted Gad's will. His face was becoming distorted, his body was trembling, and he fell limply to the ground. Suffering severe pain.
If he hadn't been a blood knight, he would have completely collapsed in the first round of consciousness shock!
This is the reason why Gustav came here specifically. Ordinary people's bodies are not capable of carrying the power of the evil god - even if it is only a statue that carries part of the power of the evil god.
The attendants in the room knelt on the ground and shivered, not even daring to look up.
Gustave listened to the other party's wails with a stern face, unmoved at all. Since the wizards had already planned to provoke the mob's rebellion, then these nobles had lost the value of continuing to exist.
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The people who revolted against the tyranny of the nobles, and the news of their victories in the northern part of the kingdom soon spread back to the City of Fire and Oil through various channels.
"Very good, very good. In this way, the entire kingdom has been accommodated under the rule of the Parliament, without exception!" Harrov said very happily.
This is their second year in the land of wizards, and the results they have achieved are obviously far beyond their expectations. Not only have they successfully established themselves on this continent, but they have also entered the empire directly!
"Of course this is an honor worth celebrating, but now is not the time to relax!" Vittorio reminded.
Although they had removed the biggest factor of instability within the kingdom in one fell swoop, arresting and imprisoning so many powerful people at once and confiscating their property, even though they had sufficient reasons, caused quite a bit of panic.
Coupled with the lack of management personnel, the entire kingdom will inevitably face a period of management chaos.
"Master Lin En, I heard that you are contemplating a new method of selecting a large number of grassroots managers to manage the entire kingdom. Do you have any idea?" Aurora asked curiously.
Since the Parliament ruled the kingdom, they have been thinking about how to rule such a large territory.
There are currently two mainstream voices in the parliament.
One is to cooperate with the nobles and implement management through enfeoffment as before. The nobles are responsible for managing secular affairs, and the wizards are responsible for managing the mysterious and supernatural.
This road is obviously not feasible, because they are taking the route of the poor, in order to undermine the faith of the church and seriously conflict with the interests of the nobles.
The second is to be completely governed by wizards, which is what they do in the Land of Wizards.
But in Linn's opinion, this is a different kind of wizard enfeoffment system...
Its purpose is to directly manage a city by the school led by the great wizard!
This is slightly better than the hereditary inheritance of nobles in the empire. After all, being able to be promoted to this level means that you are good enough, but there are many disadvantages. After all, being strong and having a good brain does not mean that you must be good at management.
In fact, many great wizards don't pay attention to managing their territories at all. They leave it to the wizards of the school below to manage it. The level can only be described as uneven.
Not to mention that there are so many cities within the kingdom, even more if you include the empire, that wizards alone simply cannot manage them.
Lin En didn't mean to hide it, and quickly revealed the examination and selection system he planned to implement.
The Speakers are naturally no strangers to exam selection. For example, in the land of wizards, the promotion of official wizards is evaluated through tests. Lin En optimized this system again when he was at Iyetta Harbor, so they I also understand it somewhat.
"Rely on merit judgment and merit-based admission? What specific items should be tested?" Vittorio asked thoughtfully.
"The first thing is literature. If a manager doesn't even know basic literacy, how can he understand the orders we issue?" Lin En explained one by one.
"Then comes the Mathematical Olympiad. Numeracy skills have a wide range of applications and are necessary!" "The last step is to test some career-related content. For example, agricultural managers must understand climate, farming, and the control methods of various alchemical instruments."
In this way, managers who pass the exam only need to get used to the job a little before they can get started.
However, the top managers should be mainly wizards. After all, a civilian cannot manage a wizard with powerful power. Lin En is still very clear about this, so he can only select wizards who are good at management.
As for those wizards who are extremely powerful but not good at management, we can bring them into the council and give them an identity and status consistent with their strength, so that they will not cause dissatisfaction.
In addition, all managers only have administrative rights. For example, the local city lord is not qualified to form and command the army, and replacements are appointed by the parliament, completely abolishing the hereditary system.
Lin En gave a rough description of his thoughts as concisely as possible, and also added the corresponding prosecution and reporting systems, which was as short as taking out a code.
(End of chapter)
