Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 217 Registration
"Snapped!"

The hoe hit the icy ground, but the ground was so hard that even with the iron hoe newly issued by His Majesty the Emperor, the shaking arm was numb, but it could only hit a little bit.

Petit Jacques spat into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands vigorously again to warm them, picked up the hoe again, and swung it again.

This is a new decree from His Majesty the Emperor. In winter, if the land is reclaimed, all the insect eggs in the soil will be frozen to death, which will avoid the plague of locusts in the coming year, and will also make spring reclamation easier in the coming year.

For a New Deal like this, in previous years, the priests of the Holy See would come and lead everyone to oppose it, forcing the government to restore the tradition.

But it’s different now. Marshal Napoleon is now the emperor. He drove away those greedy priests and rescued everyone from ignorance.Although the church is still there, the pastors who came to collect the tax rations were never seen again.

In the current Antuo village, His Majesty's Xuanzheng official has the final say. He said that the field should be hoeed in winter, so everyone endured the cold and went to the field with the iron hoes that were handed out.

Although Jacques Jacques didn't know why the locusts laid their eggs in the soil, it was an order from His Majesty the Emperor, so there was nothing wrong with it.

He grew up listening to the stories of His Majesty the Emperor. General Napoleon rode into the imperial capital alone, General Napoleon led the charge to turn the tide, and Marshal Napoleon wiped out the anti-French alliance.

Marshal Napoleon has always been the person he admires the most, and now, as a dream come true, Marshal Napoleon has become the emperor of France.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that the north wind was no longer cold, his arms were no longer sore, his palms no longer hurt, and his work became more energetic.

In any case, under the leadership of His Majesty Napoleon, our life will be better every day.

Suddenly, a military song came from a distance:
"Forward, sons and daughters of the motherland, rise up,

A glorious day awaits you!
You see the tyrant is turning against us.

Raise the blood-stained flag,

Raise the blood-stained flag!

Do you hear me?brutal soldier
Howl in our land,

They rush to you,
Kill your wife and son Lang.

Arm yourself, fellow countrymen,
Get your team organized!

go ahead!go ahead!
"

This is "Marseillaise"!It is now the national anthem of France, praising the heroic sacrifice of the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army under the city of Marseille.

With the appearance of the military song, there was a neat team. They were wearing straight military uniforms and holding long guns. They lined up neatly, with their heads held high and their chests held high, striding forward.

This is the imperial army out for training!
Although it is only a reserve team now, they are all the army of His Majesty the Emperor. In the near future, they will charge for His Majesty Napoleon and make great achievements for France!
Looking at this energetic and enthusiastic team from a distance, Jacques Jacques stopped the hoe in his hand, envious all over his eyes, and stared at this team eagerly, from their appearance to their disappearance.

"Arm up, compatriots, organize the team! Forward! Forward." Following the distant singing, Jacques burst into tears.

His heart was full of unwillingness.

If it weren't for my legs, I would have joined them back then!

During the last autumn conscription, Jacques Jacques signed up without telling his father.

Under the cover of his efforts, he passed the initial interview without anyone finding out that something was wrong with him.

Then came the physical fitness test. Although the 40 kg stone lock was frighteningly heavy and extremely difficult to lift, I still tried my best to lift it ten times and passed the test.

Then, it was long-distance running, only 5000 meters, and I was not afraid, but it was easy to cover up when I walked normally. Once I ran, the problems on my legs and feet were clearly seen by others. Although I completed the long-distance running within the specified time , but he was ruthlessly eliminated.

Yes, because of an accident when he was a child, he smashed his leg. Although he has undergone treatment, his right leg is still a little lame, and it doesn't look good when he walks.

However, just because of such a little "not beautiful", he lost the right to become a soldier forever.

"Oh, come on, for someone like you, if His Majesty conducts a military parade in the future, wouldn't it disgrace us France?" That was the answer the examiner gave him after he repeatedly pleaded.

That's right, even His Majesty Napoleon hopes that he has a group of young men with good legs and feet under his command. For a cripple like himself, it's better not to be ashamed of the world.

Then he returned to the village dejectedly, and continued to be an ordinary farmer as if resigned to his fate.

"No matter what, growing food and supplying the army can be regarded as making a contribution to the country and His Majesty." In the dead of night, he would always use this reason to comfort himself.

After working all morning, Jacques picked up the hoe and was going to go home to eat something.

The field is not far from the village. After walking for a while, you can vaguely see the entrance of the village.

However, under the big tree at the entrance of the village, there are a bunch of people around.

what happened?What happened?Jacques stepped up by two points.

Under the tree, apart from the villagers and the village chief, there were three well-dressed people. One of them was a publicity official who often came to the village to announce government orders, and the other two were unfamiliar faces. They wore military uniforms, but their styles and colors were somewhat different. .

But isn't the Xuanzheng official only coming once a month?So now again?

Walking in slowly, the words of the Xuan Zhengguan also reached Jacques' ears:

".Each village has only 10 quotas. Only those under the age of 30 are selected. Those who are older are not allowed to come. Of course, they should not be too young. If they are over 14 years old, it is best for men to be recruited. There will be special subsidies in the village. In principle, those who are conscripted can go home once a year and enjoy the treatment of reserve soldiers.”

Reserve soldiers?Is this another conscription?My age is enough, but
Thinking of this, Jacques' eyes dimmed.

The Xuan Zhengguan's words continued:

"This time it is a voluntary principle, which requires sufficient loyalty and dedication to His Majesty the Emperor and the country."

"No, no, no, it's not to fight, but to have a special task, similar to building a city wall."

"Yes, if the physical disability is not serious, we also need it. Yes, the requirements are not strict this time."

"If you were eliminated from the last conscription, you can register first."

Physically disabled too?

Even with physical disabilities!

Jacques couldn't care about anything, and shouted: "I'll go! I'll sign up!"

He couldn't wait to squeeze into the circle and shouted: "My name is Jacques! I am 19 years old! I am not afraid of anything! I just want to contribute to the country and His Majesty Napoleon!"

Under the astonished eyes of Xuanzheng Guan, he walked back and forth a few times, and then lifted his clothes to reveal his muscles: "I'm just a little limp, and I was brushed off last time! I have plenty of strength! Whether it's moving stones or digging trenches, I'm fine! Just count me in!"

(End of this chapter)