Chapter 146: The Gentleness of Spring Rain
The Viscounty of Winlani.
At the beginning of February, Guhuasi, the guard of the Viscounty, led a raid on several small towns in the territory, and tied the three barons back to the City of Mountain Sakura.
The barons have since been placed under house arrest in a small courtyard in the city, and several towns in the Viscounty have been fully taken over by new personnel.
Because of the unwarranted disaster, the family members of several minor nobles wanted to report to the provincial capital, but unfortunately most of the legions in the southern border were mobilized to Chixin Province to suppress the rebellion, and no one was sent to do justice for them.
Or perhaps in the eyes of these officers and officers, these little nobles are just mosquito legs, and they are not worthy of standing for them at all.
After the initial unification of the viscounts, Roland Hill also temporarily stopped.
In fact, she didn't expect to solve the problems in the southern border entirely by force, not to mention that it would be difficult to fight one by one, and she would gradually reveal her existence.
Still have to pick up some propaganda work.
The girl sitting in her room was not wearing armor, but was writing various things on the table. She summed up some of her past experience with Crancia and began to write some approachable brochures.
The language and words used are as simple and straightforward as possible, so that even illiterate farmers can understand them.
This may not allow the other party to join you, but at least it can reduce many unnecessary conflicts.
In addition, during this period of time, she also finally came into contact with the group of initiators who started the rebellion.
"Hello, my name is Lubin."
In a hidden deep hole in the mountain forest, Roland Hill saw this young man, who was Yiena's brother, the rebel army wanted before.
"Thank you very much for saving my sister." The young man looked at about 26-28 years old, with short chestnut-blond hair, a leather armor on his body, and a long sword on his waist.
He has the strength of Sequence of War 3, and he is not strong, but he seems to be respected by the people around him.
Compared to Gu Huasi, the flamboyant mercenary adventurer, this young man was the one who really commanded and started the uprising behind his back.
"I'm sorry, I didn't trust you from the beginning, and I didn't meet until now." After Loren Hill and Guwas took over the territory, the young man observed secretly for nearly a month before sending someone to contact the nameless man. knight.
"At least now I can believe that you are a trustworthy person." He stretched out his hand, and Roland Hill shook his hand briefly through the icy iron armor.
"Can you talk about your plans and thoughts?" Roland Hill looked at the young man with a little curiosity. There were several people standing behind him. Although these people were not particularly strong, their eyes were clear and firm. It seemed that It is the education of knowledge and the training of the military.
It is hard to imagine that there is such a perfect and progressive rebel army in the south.
Facing the knight's question, the young man smiled and explained briefly.
"The first person to open up the road must be extremely difficult. But the people after that just need to move forward along the road."
"We are just learning from the advanced experience of other countries." He took out the dirty and old brochures from under the table next to him, which were various words of early propaganda in Crancia.
"It has to be said that these words are so heart-warming that one can't help but yearn for them."
"If I believed it at first, I was always a little nervous and confused. Fortunately, our neighbors have set an example, and it is indeed effective and feasible, so why don't we learn to do it." Lubin stroked the book, Express emotion.
"But things are not so simple. We have encountered many difficulties in the Empire that have not been described."
"Compared to the west winds of the past, today's empire is stronger and more dominant."
"The territory of the west wind is probably slightly smaller than that of the south, but the south only accounts for one-fifth of the empire. If we cannot fully succeed, then the empire can easily mobilize millions of troops from the north, east, and even the center to suppress the rebellion."
"Also, the rule of the nobility is not all bad and bad."
"Is it very embarrassing, some good nobles have become a huge resistance to innovation."
"Because they're not bad enough, there's hope, and the presence of hope creates weakness and wavering."
"Even if the future we paint is good, they won't take this risk, and even if it's true, they won't try what Crancia has achieved."
"Sometimes, I have to sinfully thank Calamity, because it makes the tide recede and some cruel truth is finally exposed."
"The northern border of the empire is suffering from famine, and the war in the southern border continues. Although this has brought pain, it also makes everyone wake up slowly. They are willing to read the booklet I gave them and read the vision described in it."
"That's how people are. If you don't shatter his last hope, he won't have the determination to take risks. Everyone has been raised too docile."
Sitting in this cave excavated from the loess, the young man and Roland Hill talked about the various difficulties they encountered in recent years.
"I learned my knowledge from another mentor. He is in the Purple Shirt Province, which is close to the middle of the empire and is also a place with dense mountains and forests. Thanks to a friend of the mentor, he trained us a group of intelligence officers. In this way, the organization will be built slowly, and it will not be completely scattered."
"Although I have never seen your real face, I think you must know a lot about Crancia and the Empire. This can be seen from the daily announcements and documents, many of which we are familiar with and Kind things."
"If you also
I think it is understandable that I have the same dream as us, but because of my identity, I can't expose it at will. "Lubin believed that the nameless knight should come from a certain noble family, and further speculated that it might be the second son of a certain noble.
This is because the eldest son often has to inherit the family business and is bound in the territory to learn various things, while the second son is more free and can travel around. Also more than ordinary people.
"I do have thoughts similar to yours." Facing these revolutionaries that spontaneously emerged from the empire, the girl admired them very much.
"Actually, I'm quite radical." Thinking of her goal, the girl under the mask showed a wry smile.
"Because, time is in a hurry." She thought about the letter she received some time ago, the sage would let her know the current situation in the outside world in some way.
There is not much time left for the world of Ivar, so that a neutral organization like the Sage Society has begun to gradually tilt.
Do the witches behind the empire know? The girls thought that they should know it too.
But when it comes to innovation, their approach may be different from their own.
This is probably the same as a headache for a doctor. If the lower class people cannot survive and are dissatisfied with their survival, then it would be fine to cut off a few people.
Old nobles died, new nobles were born, and the people gained respite from the redistribution, no longer hovering on the line of life and death.
The world has been running like this for thousands of years, and the rules are so clear that the witches are accustomed to it.
When the tide rises, they watch the moon rise from the shore, and when the tide falls, they watch the moon fall by the water. The so-called glory, in the eyes of these witches, is just a fun game.
However, times have changed after all.
Just like the country in the memory of a young girl, who would have imagined that this model, which lasted for thousands of years, would suddenly undergo earth-shaking changes in a hundred years.
Turning machine guns, roaring machinery, soaring metal birds, factories that work day and night, etc., these things have completely changed the entire social structure, sweeping all the past into the pile of old papers.
Only then will they be willing to admit their backwardness in the face of blows and pains beyond cognition.
But even this process is not achieved overnight, but gradually despaired in their self-rescue process again and again, and finally had to admit their mistakes and failures.
Civilizations on this planet did not have the slack in the past to let this process go through slowly, and now they can only accelerate, accelerate, accelerate until it is completely destroyed, and finally blooms new flowers in the ruins.
"I think I can help you more."
In the surprised eyes of the people around, the armor on the knight gradually dissipated, turning into a little starlight and candlelight, and finally a beautiful girl appeared in front of them.
She has long light blue hair and clear eyes like the sky.
"Whatever you want to call me, just call me Jialan." The girl finally remembered a less-used name.
Also starting today, the insurgents operating in the southern border have disappeared and become silent, and in some cities and towns, a special kind of pamphlet has gradually spread.
Some of them are simple metaphors, some are playful jokes, and some are very simple words.
Although not a single word mentions uprisings and revolutions, the spirit that conforms to its ideology and core circulates everywhere.
Like a silent spring rain that moistens things, it slowly seeps into the soil.