As soon as the sun rose, Qingfeng Town private camp fell into riots.

The soldiers with flat spears pulled into a net, and severely drove the refugees out of the tent, forcing the latter to gather in the open space.

Peter Black and Peter Fisher are among them.

Bard stood in the carriage in front of the open space, waiting for the refugees to arrive.

He held a flagpole in his hand, which had no flag on it, but was covered with a burlap bag.

The ragged refugees stood quietly, hungry, exhausted, and numb in their eyes.

Seeing that all the people in the camp had been brought over, Bud placed the flagpole flat and slowly took off the burlap bag that was covered at the top of the flagpole.

The refugees couldn't help but shout.

The dirty burlap was torn off.

A large holy emblem made of gold shines brightly in the sun.

Twelve rubies the size of dove eggs are embedded vertically and horizontally on the holy emblem, reflecting a breathtaking halo.

There are many people with good eyesight who have recognized what it is.

"This is the holy emblem of the Saint Adors! The fragments of the holy objects are preserved in it!" Bard stood in front of his hands with his hands, glanced at the crowd, and urged him loudly: "The one who believes in the only savior! Kneel down immediately to salute!"

An old woman in front of the crowd was the first to crawl on the ground.

Like a huge wave, others fell to her knees, and even the soldiers knelt on one knee.

"Our Lord in heaven!" Bad chanted the Lord's Prayer loudly.

Everyone whispered: "Our Lord in heaven."

Bard continued to chant: "May people respect..."

He recited a sentence, and everyone followed it with him: "May people respect..."

Everyone prayed in unison, and the voices gathered together, becoming brighter and brighter, and many even shed tears.

Even refugees from other camps flocked to the fences of each camp to see what was going on.

"Up to eternity!" After reciting, Bard bowed: "Get up!"

"Up to eternity!" Everyone stood up with the placard.

Bad handed over the [St. Adoras Indication] to Ish beside him - Ish of Ganshui Town.

Ish of Ganshui Town looked excited and held the flagpole tightly, preventing it from tilting half a minute.

During the riot on the day the city was broken, the Cathedral of Revodanthad was first looted and then set on fire. Although the fire was quickly put out, the precious sacrificial tools in the church were also stolen.

The St. Adoras in Bud's hand was recovered from the criminal.

"You will be saved by those who follow the will of the Lord!" Bard, who led the prayers, naturally began to preach to everyone: "Many centuries ago... the prophet separated the ocean and led the people into the wilderness..."

His sermons are simple, just telling the story of the scriptures that "the prophet separated the ocean and led people to wander in the wilderness for forty years, and finally arrived at the "land of milk and honey".

Bad was not a Protestant, nor a clergyman of the old church, and he had no right to perform rituals.

But when he preached, everyone listened.

At the end of the sermon, Bard, the son of the tenant in the Green Heart Monastery, looked at the eyes of the refugees, and announced the fate of the latter without expression:

"Yesterday, the Tiefeng County Military Control Government passed the "Poor Relief Act". According to the law, all refugees will immediately be subject to military law. The Military Control Government will provide you with food! Houses! Agricultural tools! And land!"

Bard did not allow everyone to think, his voice was cold and ruthless: "But from today on, you will no longer be completely free people. Your identity is equivalent to a serf, and from then on, you will cultivate and clear the land in the farm of reclamation!"

Even the most ignorant refugee was shocked at this moment.

The crowd murmured at first, and the sound continued to spread, and the camp became noisy.

Bud yelled: "Quiet!"

People suddenly closed their mouths, and the camp suddenly became silent. This was the aftermath of stick education.

"The prophet led the people to walk in the wilderness for a full forty years before entering the promised land." Bad, like a sermon, proclaimed unquestionably to the refugees: "You only need seven years for the great grace of the Republic and the Lord of Mongolia!"

The refugees were a little confused, and even the soldiers were listening carefully.

The autumn wind swept through the camp and sent Bad's voice to everyone's ears: "Under the testimony of the Lord, the Republic has made a contract with you. After working as serfs for three years, you will be transformed into tenants on your own and will no longer be subject to military law.

Constraint. Working as a tenant farmer for another four years, you will be qualified to redeem land, restore your complete free status, and become a true self-cultivated farmer."

Bard opened the Book of Judgment and handed it to the Noticeist brought from Gervodan: "Whoever clicks on his name will come forward. Kiss the Holy Emblem, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit! Swear allegiance

! ""

The Noticeist took over the "Judgment" with both hands. He just relied on singing votes at the citizen meeting and earned extra money by reading notices in the market. How could he experience this kind of scene?

His Adam's apple flipped and he was struggling to pronounce the first name: "Peter Black of Shibi Village!"

Peter Black's legs shivered uncontrollably when he heard his name being clicked.

He didn't expect that the first person he was called was him, and he didn't hear what the priest was saying.

He just heard vaguely "distribute food", "distribute land" and "becoming a serf".

"Living well will lead to a way out."

Peter Black suddenly remembered what the gentleman he didn't know had said.

He swallowed his saliva hard, walked forward stiffly, kissed the holy emblem made of gold and gems, and swore allegiance.

"Peter Campbell of Linshui Village!" Bud pronounced the second name.

No one came out.

Bud narrowed his eyes and repeated: "Peter Campbell of Linshui Village!"

A young man walked out of the crowd reluctantly. He was thin and thin, but his eyes were big, and he was spinning. His mouth was a little crooked, so he was registered as Campbell.

The young man walked to the carriage but was unwilling to kiss the Holy Emblem. He glanced at the face of the "priest officer" and said hesitantly: "Sir, I am not a farmer, I am from Revodan, I will not

Farming.”

"Then why did you claim to be a farmer when you registered?" Bard asked expressionlessly.

The young man couldn't answer.

He was originally a idle rogue of Revodan. When Chengpo wanted to make a fortune in the chaos that day, he tied a red rope on his shoulder and went to the street to rob him.

But the siege troops quickly turned to suppress the riots, restored public order, and surrounded the robbers.

He was afraid, so he followed the refugees out of the city and hid in the refugees' camp. He was confused by him during the screening process, and when he registered, he reported his identity as a tenant farmer.

Seeing that the other party was not talking, Bud asked kindly: "Don't you want to go farming?"

"Sir." The rogue man replied with a tough bullet: "I can't grow it."

"Can."

The rogue man was overjoyed: "Thank you for being kind! Thank you..."

Bud pointed at the other party, unable to see any emotion: "Catch him!"

Ish threw the flagpole to someone else, kicked the rogue man down, and tied the latter tightly in a few strokes.

The young scoundrel was completely panicked: "Sir! I am willing to work on the farm! I am willing to go!"

"Shut him up!" Bud ordered.

Ish, wearing iron gloves, slapped hard in the face, and the rogue man was beaten to faint immediately.

"If you do not accept the contract for helping the poor, you are a criminal." Bard ruthlessly sentenced to the already fainted rogue: "According to the power granted to me by the Poor Decree, I will sentence you to twenty years of labor and take him away!"

Ish dragged the rogue Rhodant, who was named Peter, out of the camp as if he was dragging a corpse.

"You only have two ways to go!" Bard looked at the refugees again: "Or, go to the farm to farm! After seven years, get back the identity of a freeman; or, serve twenty years of labor, twenty years later, twenty years later

No matter how free you want, you can choose the next one!”

"Peter Fisher of Shibi Village!" the Noticeman shouted tremblingly.

Peter Fisher, who was still pitying Peter Black, was so scared that he was about to wet his pants.

He gritted his teeth and moved his steps. He didn't understand it, but only understood two words "seven years" and "land".

He is a long-term worker with nothing, and no matter how bad he is, he will not lose more.

Peter "Dead Fish Eye" Fisher walked to the carriage, lowered his head and kissed the Holy Emblem, and swore allegiance.

Under the leadership of Peter Black and Peter Fisher, others obediently accepted their destiny, whether voluntarily or not.

Even if they want to resist, they can't do it.

Winters and Bard's control over refugees is divided into three stages:

One stage [encirclement], and no refugee escapes;

The second stage [Search, Registration], find out the bandits and hooligans who are mixed with the farmers, select craftsmen and self-cultivated farmers among the refugees, and register the remaining landless farmers;

The three stages [diversion] are separated, and the refugee troops are blocked from echoing each other and connecting each other.

In the third stage, more than 20,000 refugees were diverted to the Sixteenth Battalion.
To be continued...