Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 289 Day
Another year of the Ascension Day, for the Skadi people, especially the Skadi soldiers have ignored this special time and time again during the years of war, the day that began on the Golden Throne on the Emperor's Throne 1 years ago in the Dark Empire And the festival that appeared.

It represents the most admirable sacrifice of the great emperor of mankind for his countless heirs, so tens of thousands of worlds in the empire began to stop the spinning gears for those complicated lives at a certain time on this day, private soldiers driving on the streets, huge floats , the emperor's holy appearance was brandishing a golden giant sword, advancing forward under the impetus of his naked servants.

Usually this position should be a giant cart full of bones and metal being pushed by servants, the baron sitting on top overlooking the people, but today it is replaced by a marble statue of the emperor, and there are many outsiders with strange accents standing on the car body, unlike Residents of this sector.

Compared with those doubts, this float will go through the entire hive city next, but the world is not parallel, but up and down. When this float full of various thoughts climbs from the gloomiest place in the hive city spire to the light. Wherever it can still shine, and then wander to the residences enjoyed by the wealthy upper class, it will be like the emperor's few gifts to people, fairness and harmony, and it will exhaust hundreds of slaves to death within a week. It shows the majesty of the emperor.

Nowadays, the residents have rested at this moment. The soldiers took to the streets to parade, cheering or rejoicing. But there is something even more exciting about this fortress, which is the Skadi people dressed as servants or bureaucrats distributing food. During this period of time, a large number of looted goods have accumulated a backlog.

The plan was successfully carried out, and a lot of money was turned into flour, milk, vegetables, meat and other cheap and delicious things, from the most unpalatable fermented products to the sweetest fruits, from cold storage or ordinary ship warehouses to stagnation positions, all kinds of preservation Some methods are weak and corrupt, while others are no different from just picking them off.

In just half a month, the port of the entire fortress was filled with food sellers. Thanks to the cold trade group, those villains who wandered outside the law had their hands and eyes open to the sky. They are in this area It spread faster and more accurately than the astrological language, like a virus, making the fortress of Alan Bayer a sweet wine in the eyes of food merchants.

However, the lord didn't want food to flow into the market. He needed a more powerful and highly efficient publicity method to tell all the still capable people in this star sector what he was doing.

When those precious foods were brought to the streets, people couldn't believe it and were confused. From the flowing mats following the floats, they were pulled by trucks for a kilometer long. Behind them, there were mobile cooking trucks guarded by heavy troops that continuously supplied the food 24 hours a day. New dishes were served on the table, delicious food, and unseen processing methods. Things that only nobles could enjoy were carried by soldiers who had never seen them on disposable plates, and they were naturally handed to the hands of hungry civilians.

Men dressed as officials sang the gifts of the emperor and lords with their loud voices, and those delicacies can be touched as long as you stretch out your hand, while the Skadi people don't care about the stampede, death, and contention that appear in this way, although the food is absolutely Enough to eat, but no one to maintain order and keep quiet.

The people shouted the names of the emperor and the baron, and at the same time they fought the people next to them for a morsel of food. The streets full of people, only the spotless floats, and the survivors who feared the soldiers shot and took the food in an orderly manner, and were beaten, The weak who were trampled, torn apart by humanity, or praying devoutly on the side of the road, hoping that the emperor would look at their poor people.

Chaos, faith, and order appear in the same block like a separation belt. Those who approach the street, those who bathe in the light of the emperor, are quiet and orderly, and can be slightly off the road, beaten, robbed, whether they come in or Taking the food and leaving, it finally turned into swallowing the food wholeheartedly, and passing through the crowd while eating.

And a little farther away, there are worshipers, crazy and loyal guys, but following the floats to leave the lower level, the situation is getting better and better. Although there are hungry lower-level residents who are physically driven to the edge of the upper level, fear still makes them stop. Step down.

When the wealthy people here see free food, the small population makes it easy for them to get it, and the community attitude of not daring to provoke each other makes this place look very harmonious, but at the same time it shows that the lower class people are more friendly than before. Bad greed.

They were so greedy that they even spoke rudely to the Skadi soldiers. It wasn't until the laser guns flashed and grazed the pigs' luxurious uniforms that they were allowed to take their meals quietly and no longer dared to supervise the soldiers. action.

Perhaps, human nature is inherently evil, and it is a farce for people to see the inferiority in a week, a bad social experiment, but this situation is well known in the empire, after all, people do not kill themselves.

The irony is that, even though it was the day of the Emperor's sacrifice, no one offered their own food to the old, the weak, the sick, and the sick. They only plundered, beat, greeded, and sang praises to the great human lord in the Hive City, which was unsightly.

But the main audience of this farce is not Alan Bair. During this period, many outsiders came to this fortress around the Emperor's Ascension Festival. Their inner thoughts are self-evident, and now even on the streets The most disgusting area can have a plate of delicious barbecue, such an anomaly that one almost suspects that the lord is crazy.

The huge management pressure and the contradictions of various heresy and alien pirates really make many people with insufficient ability intolerable. Therefore, the rule of eccentric style is very common in this star area. Among Luo beasts, there are those who like to watch living people fight with void monsters.

Although it was not surprising that they were so broke, they still couldn't figure out why they had to collect so much food and then send it out one after another. If they wanted to raise the price, shouldn't the more the better?

Naturally, there are many smart people among those observing. When an observer put forward his opinion to the lord, this idea was accepted by almost the entire star area, that is, the baron here is going to waste food and reduce the overall food in the star area. Reserve, less food to raise prices.

If it was one throne coin before, then now, and even in the future, it may cost five throne coins, and the average price of his income is only one-fifth of the throne coin. Enough to pay back and drain the wealth of the lord's territory.

This is a conspiracy on the surface. If other lords want to fight back, they can only rely on two methods. One is to join him and lower the price to earn food at the same time. However, the other side has been going on for a month and has a first-mover advantage. Even if they join, they can drink soup. , it can preserve strength, but it cannot make up for the famine problem in the territory, and if it is not done well, it will lead to financial losses and great risks.

Another way is to fire and threaten the crazy baron with his own force to stop his plan, just like other lords who find out that another lord wants to change the situation here, they will attack in groups like wild dogs. That's why it has maintained such a fragile and primitive commercial structure for thousands of years.

This is an extreme class solidification, not only the high-level will not come down, but they will not allow their peers to go up, so the hundreds of lords in the entire satellite fortress can only honestly and peacefully serve as shields and business channels for Port Njili, so that It has become an out-and-out kingdom.

This moat is therefore interlocking, but the chain mail is not locked by others, but by itself. They are like pieces of armor, tightly embedded together, becoming a link of this twisted and huge ecology, unable to extricate themselves.

Just as it has been repeated countless times for thousands of years, when everyone thinks that the baron is about to raise his head, the battleships and ships have already begun to prepare. Either open the warehouse to release food, or die, which is an inevitable reincarnation for other lords .

Are they stupid?They are not stupid, they are all the best among men, they are all descendants of nobles, they all gained their positions through fighting and conspiracy, but their fate was calculated and bound by the larger family from the beginning. At the same time, this bigger family The big families were also played by the empire, the red pirates, the evil gods, and the emperor.

This is a suffocating backwater, but now a living dragon has joined in. The Bordello, which has been hidden for a long time near the fortress, is ready to go. She relies on planets to hinder her huge body, and shuts her engine to avoid the divination instrument. According to the forecast, in the fortress of the Imperial Guard, Alan Baier tasted the freshest food, and the silver blade grazed the cow ant meat in the metal plate.

It was very ridiculous, he thought in his heart how he could eat the garbage that the nobles loved, but the tender food with gravy finally let him put down those prejudices, chew and enjoy it lightly.

And he could feel the smell of war in the air, tasting it almost intuitively. Although it was not as accurate as a fortune teller, and although it was not as precise as actual observation, the lingering haze was so familiar to him that it made him sick.

He was quite happy that the enemy could act so fast, saving him a lot of time and suffering less suffering for the hundreds of millions of lives in this star sector.

The steak on his plate is like this star sector being swallowed, cut, and changed little by little. Soon, the advantages are fully revealed, and Engili Port will become their most powerful bastion against the maelstrom.

And when there was only gravy on the plate, Alan Baier sucked up the liquid on the plate with soft bread, and wiped it up in one gulp. The sound of light footsteps also arrived. It was Miss Manager, who had a long and smart name. egoists.

She is very similar to the baron here, the only difference is the size of the rights. Alan Baier is not going to keep her, but now this bitch has a very sensitive nose and knows this area well. Now she has changed into a beautiful dress, loose And a dark gold gothic dress with a waist.

The figure that has been exercised after running and escaping is very graceful, and has a special neutral feeling, like a tomboy wearing a dress, which is very uncomfortable, and she is usually more concerned about those who meet the baron. She claimed to be his wife, and although she did help Alan Bayer delay a lot of time, the Lord of Skadi still didn't like the feeling of lying to maintain his rule.

Her high-pitched, high-pitched voice complained and gulped down a priceless glass of red wine, followed by a disgusting burp that showed she was a sailor, not a lady. "Those bastards became more and more rude and demanded to meet the baron directly, but now he only has a head and is rotten!"

She complained to her servants, only to see Alan Baier belatedly, and then immediately put away those sailor styles, wiped her mouth, and muttered softly. "My great lord, I'm sorry for my ugly appearance."

Alan Baier shook his head. "Don't be hypocritical, you just want to lie on the towering giant tree of Skadi and rise up. Now you can completely change into the best Sunsail series heavy cargo ship, and leave this place with a huge sum of money that is enough for your life's prosperity and wealth. The sector avoids war."

"What do you want?" His eyes seemed to be looking at a greedy snake, and the agent also expressed his loyalty and muttered. "Oh, sir, I am captivated by your charisma. Don't belittle yourself. I have no second intention. I just want to contribute my meager strength to the empire."

Alan Beyer just said. "Leave before the light of the cannon shines in the void, and I still have a chance to make you comfortable." He said bluntly, almost making it clear that if you don't leave, you will be killed.

And this femme fatale obviously didn't realize this, she felt that the Skadi people couldn't leave her, and she could step into a higher position majestically, and subconsciously felt that this was a trial. "Yes, my lord, but I still insist until the emperor's will really falls, making this star area meet the standards of the great will of the empire."

Alan Bayer felt disgusted for some reason, the sourness of the exquisite egoist, who was obviously unwilling to say it for himself, and put on the so-called justice to turn those good things into profit-making means...

He doesn't like such people, and has always disliked them. Compared with them, people who simply leave or speak outright about getting their rights are more reassuring. However, the desperate life in the slums obviously does not allow this agent to have that kind of directness. character.

She was still babbling. "My lord, we can create more success, throne coins can fill the warehouse, gold, gems, more and better things..."

Her words are full of enjoyment, which is a kind of enjoyment of getting out of the sea of ​​suffering, and it is also something that people with no worries about food and clothing can feel. The feeling of surviving and becoming a winner, Alan Bayer vaguely sees in such madness To my friend, John, they are very similar, very similar.

But he wiped the food residue from his mouth and asked in almost indifferent words. "Leave, or die." He couldn't tolerate someone who could come up with a monopoly food plan and continue to rely on his power to dominate. This time is the bottom line and the end. This woman's plan trampled on his conscience.

It was also after this sentence appeared that in the supreme sky, one of the threads of change that the Lord of Changes manipulated all things broke, and one of his heads showed a curious and interesting expression in a humane way, and then passed quickly as if nothing had happened. Happened, and He is doomed to change, as He represents change.

(End of this chapter)