Compared with the Skye Hamm legion that entered Enspan Province from the west, the 1st Division of the Sixth Prince's Guards and the 1st Legion of the Western Theater Command made much smoother progress in Enspan Province. Gastens had only one sharp knife regiment in his hand, and all of them were put into the sniper of Skye Hamm on the Western Front. On the Eastern Front, Prince Eliot's army was divided into three groups. On the third day of entering Enspan Province, he realized the control of three major cities on the east side of Enspan Province, and began to extend to the surrounding villages based on the city.

"Everyone is out! Evide everyone out!"

Erica Russell, the commander of the Third Regiment of the Third Guards Division, rode on a horse and was domineering. Under his command, the soldiers were driving the so-called new farmers in the village, and Gastens called the new farmers to the open space in the middle of the village. Faced with the unknown future, some of the new farmers begged for mercy and some resisted, but the order from Elliot was direct and cruel, and Erica Russell did not have the power to ease or compromise.

"Run everything to the open space in the middle," he shouted, "Those who resisted will kill you!"

As if to prove his words, gunshots rang out in a corner of the village, followed by a faint cry of crying. The new farmers who had just gotten rid of their serfs were silent, looking at the ground, and gradually gathered.

Major commander Erica Russell, who was riding on the horse, looked at him with the mud legs and curled his lips disdainfully. Although he was a former friend of Gastens, he did not expect that some smart steam experts would eventually embark on the path of communism. If he could recall whether there were any appearances and signs during the time he spent with Gastens at that time, all he could think of were the rifles and the smiles that always hang on Gastens's face.

Fate is magical. His companion who once planned to fight in the General Staff Department became a celebrity in Prince Eliot and a key figure who could determine the fate of this country to a certain extent. He then became a communist who everyone could punish him. Gastens's life has been so ups and downs in the past year that Erica Russell felt that the major commander he had obtained was boring.

However, other people's lives are their lives after all. The reason why I can become the regiment commander is due to the battle Gastens fought with Parr Klos, the attendant of Elena and His Highness the Sixth Prince. That battle defeated Omari Donovan, the former commander of the Third Regiment of the First Division, and was removed from his position as regiment commander soon after he returned. He was appreciated by Vincent Nafle, chief of staff of the Third Guards Army, and became the leader of the newly established Third Regiment.

"Captain Russell, he has gathered everyone!"

Deputy Commander Oriole Wagner walked up to Erica Russell to report the situation. Behind him, hundreds of new farmers crowded together, looking at the soldiers surrounding them with some panic and anger.

"very good."

Erica Russell knew his position. His success came from Prince Eliot. If he wanted to continue to succeed, he had to stay close to Prince Eliot. He was different from Gastens. He did not leave Prince Eliot's capital, so he had to carry out Prince Eliot's orders 150%. Thinking of this, Erica Russell manipulated the horses and stood in front of the new farmers. He waved the horse whip and made a bright echo in the air.

"You all listen to me! I know you are all fucking serfs, no freedom, and the contract is in the hands of their landlords! That bastard Gastens, the land reform he promoted in Enspan Province, is not only illegal, but also an extremely serious rebellion! Now His Majesty the Emperor has decided to completely eliminate Elena and Gastens. You who are involved in the land reform are all going to die!"

Hearing this, a noise broke out in the crowd, and the farmers either whispered or remained silent. In order to cooperate with Erica's words, the soldiers who surrounded these new farmers raised the steam rifles in their hands and made a preparatory position to shoot.

"But--" Erica was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, "But Your Majesty is kind! Although you have made a big mistake, you are also deceived by Gastens! You yourself do not know the mistake. Therefore, Your Majesty knows this fact and gives you a chance to survive. All the serfs present, as long as they recognize their serf identity, report their original landlords, receive a new serf contract from me, continue to farm with peace of mind, and serve your masters well, in this way, we will not hold you responsible for privately dividing the landlords' fields, do you understand?"

The farmers did not move, and they didn't even react to Erica Russell's words. Most of the farmers heard that they were going to return to their serfhood status, and the anger in their eyes became more. Erica disliked that anger, and signaled the soldiers to capture two serfs from the crowd and pressed them to kneel on the ground.

"Say, are you willing to give up Gastens's wrong theory, return the land you illegally robbed, and retrieve the identity of a serf who was illegally abandoned?"

The two serfs curled up and knelt on the ground. They were shaking violently, even their voices were trembling.

"Sir...we...we are not serfs. We are originally farmers, self-cultivating farmers..."

"Yes, sir, Gastens's policy, self-cultivating farmers can still continue to farm their own land, so we didn't leave, they were the serfs..."

The two of them had obviously failed to meet Erica's request. He frowned and decided to do things thoroughly.

"Don't make a quibble! This village is made up of so-called new farmers like you, and they are all fucking disobedient slaves! To be honest, are you serfs? Are you willing to hand over the land and become serfs again? Say!"

"Sir...", two farmers kneeling on the ground cried, "Sir, you have to believe us, we are really not serfs..."

"Yes, sir, we support His Majesty the Emperor. We are really not serfs!"

"That's fucking noisy!"

Erica cursed and gave Oriol a color. Oriol got the gun from the soldier's hand and shot him on the farmer on the left, knocking him to the ground. Because the distance was too close and although he didn't aim much, the lead bullet flying at high speed also made a hole in the farmer's body, and blood kept gushing out, making the ground red.

"Sir, don't kill me, sir, sir, don't kill me!"

Another farmer screamed when he saw the consequences of his companion. But how could Erica, who was determined to establish his authority, give him a chance to defend himself? He looked at Oriol, and Oriol instantly understood what he meant. He returned the gun to the soldier just now and gave an order.

"Kill!"

"Sir, don't, sir—"

"Bang!--"

"ah------"

Perhaps the soldier who shot the gun shook his hands at a critical moment, and the second farmer who was shot was not killed. He rolled to the ground, covered his stomach and screamed, causing a stir among the new farmers not far away. Seeing the man screaming miserably, Oriol waved his hand. The two soldiers stepped forward and shot him twice.

The world is pure.

"you!"

Erica Russell ordered two more people, "You come out and kneel down!"

The soldiers around rushed forward and dragged the two people who were pointed at by Erica out of the crowd. One of the two men desperately begged for mercy, but the other was not panicked. On the contrary, he raised his head and looked straight at Erica.

"Yo, what do you want to say?" Erica was a little furious when he looked at her, "Say, are you a serf?!"

"I am," the man shouted at the conference, "I, McDowell Warren, will not change my name or change my surname. I am a serf! It was Gastens who gave me hope, gave me the identity of a free citizen, and gave me land and life now! You want to eliminate Gastens, and you want to eliminate land reform, which is impossible! You will eventually-"

"Bang--"

"Bang bang--"

This time, without saying Erikado, after three consecutive shots, the serf who was still scolding Erika had become a dead person.

The serfs standing in the middle of the venue became quieter.

"I said it," Erica shouted at the serfs, "You guys are all the fucking you! Gastens is dead! He, his Elena, and his land reform will surely be broken! Now you can only obey and be serfs with the same path as you are honest. Do you understand?"

The crowd looked at Erica silently, and indescribable emotions fermented in their chests, rolling, but had nowhere to vent.

"You!" Erica returned to the farmer who was kneeling on the ground and was caught, "Tell me, are you a serf?"

The man knelt deeply on the ground, lying on the ground with his hands, and replied in a low voice.

"yes……"

"Are you a fucking mute? I can't hear it!"

"yes!"

"Are you a serf?"

"yes!!!"

"Is it still a serf?"

"……when……"

"Very good!" Erika smiled, and he reached out to the temporary table not far away, "Go over there, register, get your serf contract, and follow us back to find your master!"

The serf knelt on the ground for a while, and no one could see his expression. Just when Erica was about to be impatient, he finally got up. To Erica's surprise, the strong man who looked in his thirties actually cried.

"You guys listen to me and come and say one by one, who is fucking disobedient, this is the end!"

The farmers who were defended by the soldiers finally began to move. They came to the desk one by one, spoke their names and their former masters, got the enslaved, restricted, and controlled document that symbolized themselves, and returned to the middle of the square in silence.

"Very good! That's right!" Erica looked at these people and smiled.

"This world is His Majesty the Emperor! You must always remember that if His Majesty the Emperor does not give you freedom, you will always be a serf, do you know?"

A gust of wind blew through the clearings in the village, taking away everyone's voices. The farmers looked at Erica, and their eyes were complicated and unnamed. Erica didn't like such gazes, so he decided to enter the next stage.

"I heard that the Elena Land Reform Team in Gastens will arrange staff in every village of you. So, who will tell me, who among you is the fucking damn land reform worker!"

The farmers almost hesitated and pointed their hands at the corpse on the ground. Erica looked at the two men who were beaten to death by him in surprise, and asked in disbelief.

"Is it him?"

"It's him!"

The farmers answered verbally. Erica scratched her head and cursed.

"Fuck me, I chose it quite accurately!"

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"How is it?" Gastens looked at the enemy team not far away and asked Ivan beside him. He had just returned from the reconnaissance company and there should be some news.

"Eliot's team was not in a hurry to advance. After they controlled Diyago, Dapa and Sorina, they began to cancel land reforms around the city and forced those former serfs to return to the serfs. I heard that behind Eliot's troops, there were many landlords who were driven away by us, and they were still counting on snatching the meat from us."

"Cancel the land reform?" Gastens thought about it and knew how cruel it was. He asked directly without hesitation.

"Did they kill people?"

"Hey, you are so awesome," Ivan flattered, "They did kill people, and some groups even slaughtered the village. Many of our brothers who came from Ailena and didn't have time to withdraw were killed."

Gastens stopped talking, he observed the enemy troops in the distance and asked again.

"How were their troops arranged?"

"Each village has two groups, one is responsible for forcing the farmers to make land and become serfs, and the other is responsible for guarding. Around this, there are about eight such groups in activities, and they are not far from each other."

"The troops here seem to have a strong desire to attack," Belancheer interrupted, "If the troops in the west are, they will definitely march internally at this time."

"He wanted to take steady steps and eliminate the foundation of our existence," Gastens calmly analyzed, "but he used the wrong way. Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. You send a few people to contact the farmers and see if there is any news."

"Then won't we fight now?" Ivan asked again, "They killed many of our comrades!"

"No hurry," Gastens was very calm. "They were too close to each other. If they hit a point, they would easily be surrounded by others. After more information, we will find a way to do them."

Ivan nodded and retreated from the observation position with Gastens. After harassing Scar Hamm, their sharp sword teams were all taken to the Eastern Front, hoping to add some confusion to Elliot. Unexpectedly, Elliot could hold on and take steady steps, which made the situation a little tricky.

"Eliot's tactics are good, and his troops can support him in this way." After returning to the hidden place, Gastens held a small meeting, "But he forced the new farmers to be serfs, which was a bad move. If this continues, he will only force these people to throw themselves at us. And we will never disappoint the peasant brothers!"

"Boss", Ivan walked over, "The latest news is that they have two groups preparing to go to Aries Village, which is in a mountain valley, the farthest away from here, and there are no other villages around. And the environment is very suitable for concealment and retreat."

"Very good, that's it!"

Gastens roared and set the next target for the attack.
Chapter completed!