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Chapter 615 A ​​happy life has nothing to do with gods

When the Red Army was working, it showed contempt for the more than 10 noble army prisoners.

"These guys are really, they can neither fight nor work, they are really useless."

"What are these nobles doing with such waste?"

"Haha, the brains of the nobles are broken. They are indeed not very smart, and they can't even pick ears of wheat well."

Amidst the roar of laughter from the soldiers of the red army, the nobles who were forced to work in the farmland wanted to commit suicide to end their shame.

It's a pity that the nobles who were truly ruthless are long gone.

Shocked by the fall of the dragon at that time, many of the noble lords who had no hope of escape committed suicide in various ways, and after being captured, some also committed suicide one after another.

Younv Tiewan didn't spend any effort to prevent these suicides. In his opinion, people who want to die cannot be stopped, and they are not someone of their own. If they want to die, they will die.

Younv Tiewan tried to exchange these nobles for some money because it was fun, but all of them were rejected without exception.

Now the aristocratic families in the new world are particularly rigid. In their view, the owner and everything are consumables. If they are lost, they can be replaced without any delay.

Families without such mentality, as well as those that lacked sufficient patriarchal reserves, were all destroyed by the death of the patriarch in the two abyss sieges.

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Harvesting, ear threshing, threshing, drying, bagging, storage... can't be stored because the warehouse is not enough.

The wheat harvest in the Chihe Valley this year has been bumper, not only more than two months ahead of schedule, but also the wood production has doubled compared to last year.

Although the new lord Younv Tiewan kept shaking his head and sighing, saying that the output was really shameful, but no one cared about this lord's Versailles.

There is too much, there is too much wheat after harvest, all the lords' grain warehouses are full, and more than half of them have no place to store them.

At this time in previous years, there will be many grain merchants, especially some noble merchants from the mining industry, who will come to the Chihe Valley by boats of all sizes.

These people will use gold coins, ironware, porcelain, wine, olive oil, cloth, silk, armor and other commodities to buy food, and they will buy half of the food.

But definitely not this year.

The warehouses of the lords were built according to half of the output, but now they can only store a quarter.

So everyone went crazy to build a granary, and built a circular platform according to the suggestion of Younv Tetsumaru.

A circle of wooden poles is erected around the table, and then a mat made of wheat poles is used to surround it, and finally a one-foot-thick thatch roof is added, and a simple granary enclosure is completed.

Although very simple, this cylindrical building is breathable, ventilated, dry, and sheltered from rain, and can meet all needs for food storage.

Younv Tiewan is very satisfied with this: "The only problem is that we can't last until next year, but we can build a bigger, better and stronger granary next year. This kind of grass fence is a temporary building after all."

The soldiers didn't have any opinion on this, but they couldn't understand the location of the building: "My lord, why did you build this granary here?"

Younu Tiewan asked back: "Isn't this your home? Of course your food should be stored in your granary."

"The food in this warehouse happens to be the harvest and salary of the soldiers in your row this year, so I arranged to build this warehouse here."

"Of course, there is also a record of how much food each person has. For the time being, we will mix them together for the time being. Next year, we will still build a separate warehouse for each family."

Younu Tiewan was still babbling on, but the soldiers could no longer hear them. All they could think about was: This is my food, mine!
As serfs, this was the first time they were told that they had their own property.

They have no property since they were born, including the rags on their bodies, the sticks for farming, and the firewood for lighting, all belong to the lord.

Even the straw that was spread on the ground when sleeping at night was borrowed from the lord, and even their lives belonged to the lord or a certain knight.

Serfs are real farming slaves.

The new lord promised to give them a guarantee of safety and freedom, and then took them to drive away the old lord, taught them how to read, built houses for them, and fed them.

The lord not only treated them well, but also repeatedly said that they were all free citizens, but no one believed them.

Until now, the lords have clearly stated that these houses and food are their property.

The real granary, full of grain, and four neat rows of houses, the real material proves that simple words have become unparalleled impact.

Everyone was stunned. After a while, the soldiers couldn't help but walked forward, stroking the granary they built, and looking back at the house they helped build.

They finally recognized the fact that they were free people.

The distribution of houses and food from the red-clothed army eventually turned into a huge storm of belief, which smashed the belief of the gods in the Chihe Valley to pieces. Now they only believe in their own lords.

So when the lord said to plant beans on the harvested land, no one objected.

What kind of nonsense rotation farming method, what kind of feces and urine can't enter the field, what can only be harvested in autumn, all go to hell.

That's just the fallacy of the god of agriculture, the god of agriculture. How can he be compared with the great lord?
Because of the fact of the summer harvest, people’s denial of the God of Agriculture is so firm that a heresy trend of thought has formed among 400 million people, and it has launched an impact on the specific thinking frequency band on the Star of God along the spiritual link of the God of Man.

The god of agriculture, a powerful god of moderate power.

As the backbone of the Goddess of the Earth Goddess, he was directly knocked down and downgraded to a low-level divine power.

Under the impact of heretical thoughts, he even barely maintained his low-level divine power. The key was that his logic of thinking was on the verge of collapse and it was difficult to maintain it.

This is not a problem that can be solved through the battle of gods, because the facts are there, and people have proved that his understanding of agriculture is wrong.

The food production has doubled. Could it be that the fact that the God of Agriculture defeated the self-proclaimed lord in a battle of gods can be wiped out?
In fact, as long as the God of Agriculture can accept these facts and revise his own teachings and regulations, he can get rid of such a logical collapse.

Unfortunately, the God of Agriculture couldn't do it.

Every god is a kind of stubborn, the kind that knocks down the south wall and doesn't look back. Only in this way can it maintain its own existence for hundreds of thousands of years.

If they can change themselves flexibly, gods will be no different from humans, they will grow old and die.

In mid-September, all the work in the Chihe Valley was temporarily completed, and when Younv Tiewan issued a war call and began to expand abroad, the God of Agriculture fell asleep.

Wheat was harvested in the Red River Valley in July, and beans were planted in the same month.

By the end of August, with sufficient irrigation, sufficient sunlight, and enough nourishment of green manure and manure, the newly planted beans have caught up with the growth progress of the beans planted in spring in other territories. Seeing that the harvest in October is no problem at all .

The inherent logic of the God of Agriculture finally collapsed, and the core of his thinking could not function. The Mother Earth had no choice but to arrange for him to fall into a deep sleep, in this way to speed up the renewal of logic.

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. All the gods who put the theocracy on wisdom and civilization will more or less encounter this kind of situation.

The gods are indeed strong enough to knock down the south wall, but after their inherent logic hits the facts, they will eventually turn their heads.

Because if you don't turn your head, you will die. No matter how noble a god is, he is also a kind of life.

Survival is the instinct of all life, and gods are no exception.

Fortunately, sleeping is not dangerous for the gods. As long as there is the protection of the gods to prevent the gods with the same theocracy from appearing, he can update the logic through a period of sleeping.

After a period of time, He will appear in a newer and stronger posture.

This period of time is not long for the gods, it takes one or twenty years if it is short, and hundreds of years if it is long.

However, this time Younv Tiewan will not give the God of Agriculture so much time.

After easily winning the second anti-encirclement campaign, Younv Tiewan felt that things were much simpler than he expected. In September, he even decided that the time was ripe for rework.

Time to give the gods a real smack.

How could there be only one sleeping god, there must be at least a dozen or twenty gods accompanying the God of Agriculture.

But to create such an effect, the scope of Chihe Valley is too small, and the population directly affected by Younu Tiewan is too small.

So, his next first step was to expand.

Younv Tiewan and his shadow clones issued a declaration of war to the Red Army loyal to him.

"90.00% of human beings are treated as livestock. They don't have enough to eat, they don't have warm clothes, and they don't even belong to their own lives."

"Nobles take this for granted. They lie on the vast majority of people, sucking the blood of their own kind, and think themselves proud."

"The gods have wiped out the evil gods after one battle after another. They are proud of this, and they have built various temples and temples, promising to bring justice and light to the world."

"But they turn a blind eye to the suffering of the vast majority of human beings. Where is their justice and the light they promise? Is it outside 90.00% of human beings?"

"History has proved that the happy life of human beings has never been bestowed by gods, but many disasters encountered by human beings have been sent down by gods."

"So, I say: gods have nothing to do with the happy life of our human beings. We must rely on our own hands to strive for the greatest happiness and build our own heaven on earth!!"

"But the lords, nobles, knights, and their lackeys will not leave by themselves, and will not allow us to enjoy the fruits of our labor."

"They will also make up all kinds of arguments and reasons to prove that their enjoyment is justified and taken for granted."

"They will say that because the land belongs to them, the fruit of our labor does not belong to us. Why does the land belong to them? They will say that it is the inheritance of the ancestors and the bestowal of the king."

"But how did their ancestors get the land? How did the king get the land? They will never explain it again, but will cover it up with sacred and god-given."

"Actually, they all know that Hong Guoguo was killed by the most powerful force."

"I admit that this truth is correct, but now the most powerful violence is not with them."

"Soldiers of the Red Army, use the weapons in your hands to tell them that we are the most powerful force!!"

The whole army of the red army attacked, blooming in all directions.

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Red Tide, this is a scornful name for the nobles after attacking the Red Clothes Army, but after only seven days, the meaning of this word has changed.

The Red Tide has become a byword for irresistible attacks, irreversible trends, a title that connotes fear and awe.

Because the red-clothed army is invincible, no lord's army can last an hour in front of the red-clothed army.

They actually drove the giant steel monster, which swallowed billowing black and white smoke, and carried cannons and machine guns that made even giants fear, rolling forward at a speed exceeding that of cavalry.

The magician saw the red-clothed army from the bird's perspective, and the image of the majestic steel puppet was magically presented. Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

"Speed, destructive power, and defensive power are all in one, but they run faster than cavalry, their destructive power is greater than that of a battering ram, and their defensive power is comparable to that of a small castle. Alas..."

The magician who presided over the ceremony turned his head to look at his steel puppet, and lowered his head in shame.

Except for the cost, it is not as good as others.

The steam boiler steel chariot does not have any particularly advanced technology in essence. This great magician who is good at making golems can understand it at a glance and estimate the specific cost.

Although he also overestimated the price several times, it was less than one-tenth of the price of the steel golem he made himself.

"Moreover, no magic power was found to be involved in the operation at all."

"Could it be the kind of power we can't feel? Like the meteor summoning technique that killed the king of Fran Kingdom?"

"No, I have roughly calculated that purely mechanical movement is enough to push this machine, no additional force is needed at all."

The great magician stared closely at the steam chariot in the picture, and couldn't help saying: "Even if there are, they are on some key parts to withstand the force beyond the range of the material."

A noble nobleman collapsed. He suddenly hugged a clergyman next to him, crying and shouting: "God is above, what is he thinking? Why didn't he send an angel to bring down divine punishment and kill these lowly people?" ?”

"Shut up!" The priest was furious, kicked him down fiercely, and shouted angrily, "If you make such blasphemous remarks again, I will pray to God to punish you now!"

Then, he sighed, lowered his voice and said, "God said: This is not a rebellion, but a war among human beings, a war in which human beings compete for the dominance of their own race."

"As the continent's largest civil war involving intelligent races, the gods will not interfere."

Finally, he added: "At the very least, no angels will be sent to bring down divine punishment."

It is true that some gods have almost directly intervened, and they all have conflicts with the Red Army in terms of theocracy, such as the god of nobility, the god of knights, the god of agriculture, the god of tyranny, and so on.

These gods provided help to the noble lords in various ways. First, there were a large number of priests, and then there were armed personnel, weapons and equipment, food and gold coins, and so on.

However, it is still difficult to contain the offensive of the red army sweeping across the mainland, and it is even difficult to obtain reasonable results.

It wasn't until the God of Assassination sent assassins to carry out the assassination that hundreds of officers were killed in a short period of time, which dampened the momentum of the Red Clothes Army.

For the Red Army, which has a total number of nearly 6 and a serious shortage of officers, this is a very serious loss.

(End of this chapter)