Fifty years ago, at a wedding in front of the mountain [Earl Menai], several serfs from the Green Heart Monastery went crazy with alcohol and hung a "peasant shoe" on the top of the long pole in front of the monastery.

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Farmer's shoes, as the name suggests, are shoes worn by farmers.

Unlike the boots representing the knights and masters, the peasant shoes do not have boots, but are tied to the calves with belts.

Hanging shoes was originally just a vulgar joke, but the dean of the monastery, the Earl of Old Mennai and the nearby municipal officials attached great importance to it.

They came with soldiers and gathered the serfs together, threatening to hang peasant shoes high as a serious offense.

After the men's advice, the serfs took their shoes off the long pole.

Why are the dignified president of the monastery and the Count afraid of a pair of shoes?

Because they knew very well that these serfs were not serfs, they were self-cultivated farmers and free tenants who lived in this land since ancient times.

Several generations of presidents of the Green Heart Monastery have robbed, coerced and tempted, and even used despicable means such as forged documents and false oaths to turn these free people into monastery serfs.

The peasants never stopped resisting, litigation, petition, force...all were suppressed by the Earl of Mennai, who was in love with the Green Heart Monastery.

The farmers are living a hard life and are angry. The men know this, so the men are afraid of a shoe.

The shoes in front of the monastery were taken off, but the shoes in the heart could not be taken off.

The flag with a peasant's shoes has since become a symbol of peasant secret associations and resistance to tyranny, and these secret associations have also called themselves "shoe clubs".

As the burden from the nobles and churches became heavier, not only farmers but also citizens began to actively participate in shoe clubs.

Shoe associations in various places tried to organize an uprising several times, but all failed due to leaks.

Ten years later—forty years ago, under the Earl's Collar, another shoe would be born in the farmhouse.

This time, the leader of the shoe club learned his lesson and took unprecedented confidentiality measures.

Codes, incisions, oaths... and ruthless and quick executions of the betrayer.

With strict means and the slogan of "overthrowing all church nobles and secular nobles and eliminating serfdom", Monnay's shoes will grow rapidly.

During this period, the mountain was completely filled with powder kegs. The farmer was full of anger and only one leader was missing.

With the Earl Menai alone, more than 7,000 farmers swore to join the association, and the network of contacts even extended to every area in front of the mountain.

The leader of Menna's Shoe Club has formulated a complete set of uprising plans:

First, occupy the nearby city [Bruza] because more than half of the citizens of Bruza either took oath to join the club or were sympathetic to the shoe club.

After seizing Bruza's church vault, city vault and weapon vault, and armed on his own, the large group of troops would march towards the Marquis of Demba without hesitation.

Then, it should continue to move forward, and the stay in any place should not exceed twenty-four hours.

Continuous attacks and continuous expansion of scale until the entire mountain front land was included in the alliance of the Shoe Club, "to enable the Lord's justice to be realized in the world."

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At this point, Bud sighed and asked Winters: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Winters and Andre looked at each other.

"I finally reunited, why are you doing this serious?" Andrey laughed and took out something and showed it to Winters: "Show you something!"

Andre was very happy that he had never been as happy as he was today after returning from the wasteland.

Winters could see clearly that there was a sword cross on Andre's palm, exactly the same as the one he got.

"Send one to each of us." Andrey sneered, and was a little proud: "I want to use this thing to win people's hearts."

"What I want to say is very important." Bad interrupted Andre stubbornly.

Senior Mason, who was sitting next to him, interrupted: "Bard means that what you are doing now is not a rebellion at all."

"Yes, even the farmer's shoes know that rebellion is a momentum." Bud's eyes became cold: "We must push the waves forward continuously, either being beaten to pieces by the huge waves, or setting off a tsunami to destroy the world. But you

What are you doing? What exactly do you want?”

Mason scratched his hair in distress and sighed, "Bad and I have discussed that if you want to rebel, you should not put out the flames. Revodan collects grain? Not only can you not stop him, you also have to help Revo

Dan.

When the farmers are really forced to survive, they are the capital for your rebellion. The stronger the fire, the better. But if you suppress the bandits, create land, reclaim the wasteland, and rob the grain team, this is not adding firewood at all.

Instead, pour water on the fire. Do you understand?"

Winters didn't answer, and he wanted to continue listening to senior Bard and Mason.

The four of them sat by the river and fell into silence for a moment.

Bard, who was taciturn in the past, has countless words to say today.

"For the farmers in the new land, you are not [shoe club], you are not the huge waves that change the world. What you do is to repair the old power system."

Bad gradually became excited and his speech was getting faster and faster: "The peasants used to pay taxes to the army and the council, but now they pay taxes to you, Mr. Montane. What are the differences? You are not a peasant rebellion! You are a noble rebellion

!You are [the lord of Wolf Town rebelled against his vassal]!”

Andre and Mason also discovered Bard's emotional changes.

"Don't be so excited." Andre tried to put his arms around Bud's shoulder.

But Bud shook Andre away, stared at Winters, and asked word by word: "So I want to know, what do you want to do if you stay here?"

Winters looked at the quietly flowing river and asked, "Bad, what happened to them in the story you just told me? Did the uprising succeed?"

"No." Bard replied expressionlessly: "A member went to the priest to confess and revealed the secret of the Shoe Club. The size of the Menna Shoe Club scared the nobles of the mountain. They sent troops together and captured them again

, It was another kill. There were several shoes that the leader would escape, and those who did not escape were publicly executed, and the bodies were hung on the castle for all the farmers to see."

The river water is still flowing quietly.

"How did you know what happened thirty or forty years ago?" Andrey was a little dissatisfied.

"Each of these things is recorded in the document of the Green Heart Monastery." Bard stared at Andre, his eyes red: "Each of these things is passed down by the poor peasants."

Andrei laughed in silence: "Have the peasants rebelled... have they succeeded?"

"Yes! Sovereign War! After the Menaisa murder, it was the sovereign war! The peasants also shed blood in the sovereign war, and they shed a lot. But they could not taste the fruits of the war."

Andrei asked: "Has the war succeeded before the sovereignty?"

This time it was Bud's turn to fall into silence.

Winters picked up a small stone and threw it towards the water.

The stones made a series of splashes, and then sank, and the river water returned to calm.

After a long silence, Winters finally spoke: "The Palatus is sorry for me."

"This is not nonsense." Andrey became angry when he mentioned the old story: "Who is the Japanese Sheep worthy of us?"

"So when I first returned to Paratu, I didn't think it was too complicated." Winters changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

He looked at the river: "I just want to take revenge. Those enemies who abandoned me and me on the west bank of the Styx will not let go. I want them to die in pain, and make them live worse than death. Those who do to me

Good people, I will repay them too.”

Winters sighed: "That's what I think."

"That's all?" Bud didn't seem surprised. His eyes were very calm, but there was a little bit of regret and disappointment.

"At the beginning, I wanted to go home, and I dreamed of it. As a result, my mind stayed when I felt hot. Don't laugh, it was just a hot mind and a moment of impulse. I felt that I could do something and couldn't leave it alone." Wen

Tesla's voice was very light, but the others could hear it clearly: "Besides taking revenge and repaying kindness, I have other ideas."

Bud, Andre and Mason are waiting for Winters to say the following.

But Winters changed his mind and suddenly asked his friends with a smile: "How do you think Wolf Town is like? Is it okay?"

"What's good or not?" Andre frowned.

"Okay? Or not?"

Andrei shouted, "Okay! You're not doing it well?"

"Oh, fuck!" Winters punched the ground hard: "Xinkendi Langtun Town, a total of 1,266 households. Sixty-half percent of the arable land belongs to sixteen manors. Most of the houses are from the houses.

They are tenants and workers without land. The rich are in the fields and the poor are in the land. The taxes of farmers are astonishingly high, and the self-cultivated farmers will never save money to buy new land in their lifetime, and they will also become hired after having a son."

His expression became ferocious, and he asked aggressively: "Okay? Where are you good to tell? What are you good to tell? What are you good to tell me?"

Andre was so pressed that he couldn't speak, even Mason subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but Bud was still calm.

"She is not good, she is not good, but she is at least full of vitality!" Winters' nose was a little sour: "Everyone has at least something to eat, a place to live, and at least can still survive. People here respect me

, hope for me. I like this place, I like the wilderness, I like farmland, I like the sweat of labor. I am willing to retire here, build a small house, and live my life."

The river was swirling in the middle, and a group of crows circled.

"But now? She is dead!" Winters burst out with a bang: "Thirty years! It took a full thirty years to turn from a wilderness into a vibrant town. Three months! The big guys only used three

The moon made her look like she is now. The common people nailed the doors and windows and took their families to escape. The farmers who were still here were snatched away by the grain collection team again.

The big man just gently crushed the Wolf Town with his fingertips. And they didn't care at all! Not at all! One! One! No! No! If they care, they understand and feel Wolf Town

They will never do this in human pain!”
To be continued...