Chapter 14 Death of the Slave Owner

The wheels of history never stop, and time did not stop because of Arcado's tragic situation. The Holy Empire ushered in the 1569 year of the establishment of the empire in a song and dance.

In the north of the Holy Empire, there is a province called Adams, which is famous for its commerce. It is close to the East China Sea Province and the North County Province with rich fishery resources. It is connected to several provinces in the eastern war zone through Bardan Province and Luopu Province to the southwest, and to the east through Bia Province, and is rich. The province of Lovik is connected.

So this province has a lot of big merchants and slave owners. They control Adams' economy. The Holy Empire has always attached great importance to the northern provinces and has defended the whole north, because in the southernmost part of the northwest provinces, the wall of sighs and blood fortresses are defending against the invasion of alien orcs.

After the New Year, the weather is still so cold. Although it is already spring, the cold wind still runs north of the Holy Empire.

The intersection of Adams Province and Bia Province, the small town of Nokan.

"According to the law of the empire, you will be taxed on 400 gold coins." The guard guarding the city gate said.

"What?" Peiwang's eyes widened: "My caravan passed by here the day before yesterday and only collected 200 gold coins. Why did it double after just two days?

"Mr. Peiwang, you are an old acquaintance of our place, and I don't go around with you. Yesterday, Pastor Kahn retired, and the Pope's Office appointed a new priest named Tukas. Now he is the new head of Nokan City. As soon as he came, he wanted to show his performance and reported to the Pope's Hall that the people here wanted to thank God for his gift. Build a new church.

"Let his new church go to hell. Every penny of my Peiwang's money is earned by himself. He wants to show his performance. It's okay for me to donate dozens of gold coins. Every time I pass by here, I have to pay 200 gold coins more. In two months, I will go bankrupt! Let him die." Peiwang threw the tax of 200 gold coins to the guards guarding the city and passed through the city with a vast slave team.

"Big, my lord." A few evening, the captain of the guard guard was reporting the harvest of the day to Pastor Tukas: "We have collected an extra 600 gold coins these days."

"What are you talking about? You bastard, if the church can't be built as scheduled, how can you tell Bishop Shelter? Tukas shouted angrily.

"However, my lord, most merchants and slave traders don't buy it. They only pay the taxes they should pay, and we can't arrest people casually. Once the trouble goes wrong, your business will not be included." The captain said helplessly, "If it doesn't work, call on the people to donate. Maybe I can raise a sum of money."

"Go to hell, my in office, and my last Pastor Kahn, have raised at least 700 times. Do you know how much money has been raised recently? 6 gold coins, 17 silver coins and 3 copper coins, if I raise money again, I will become the laughingstock of Nocan City!" Tukas' anger seemed to burn the whole church: "You go down first. I'll deal with this problem myself."

Hearing this, the captain of the guard was amnesty and straightened up and said, "I am leaving." I hurried out.

Tukas tidyed up his clothes and ordered his entourage to go to the barracks outside the city. The 2nd Infantry Regiment of the 23rd Infantry Regiment was stationed outside Nokan, and the 23rd Regiment was stationed in Adams Province, with a total of 25,000 people, well-armed and well-trained commander Lance Xiao. Brave and good at fighting, he is a fierce general.

Tukas came to the main gate of the barracks, notified the soldiers, and waited quietly at the gate of the barracks. Soon, a burly man drove out with a few light guards. As soon as he met him, he bowed devoutly and said, "God's most loyal servant, Kruse, the commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment of the 23rd Legion. See Pastor Tukas."

Tukas quickly greeted him, helped Kruse up, and answered, "God will always be with you, Chief Kruse, I have something to bother you. Can you go in and talk?"

"Of course, Reverend, come with me." The group passed through many temporary shacks and finally came to a decent house. Commander Kruzer, who led the way, turned around and said, "The conditions in the barracks are limited, and my headquarters is very simple. I hope the priest won't be surprised."

"Of course not." Tukas said with a smile and followed Cruze into the cabin.

"Your Excellency, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. I, Kruse, am a martial artist. I don't understand those twists and turns. I only know who is disrespectful to God, and I will lead the army to destroy whom." After saying that, Kruzer sat down on the stool and poured a big mouthful of water.

"I want those rich merchants to pay to build a new church for the gods, but those who are usually blessed by God are iron roosters. They forget the grace of the gods they have received, and this shameful behavior must be punished." Tukas pulled the flag of the gods and said with a righteous face.

"Is this the matter?" Cruze stood up and said, "Those businessmen are really ungrateful. Their gold coins are given by God. Now they just let them play a little and push back. It's abominable."

"So I beg the general to send soldiers to help me and kill a hundred people."

"That's no problem, my lord. I will send a corps to lead troops back with you in a while. If anyone doesn't pay tomorrow, he will be burned to death!" Kruse said fiercely.

"You are really the most loyal believer of God and the leader of the regiment." Tukas was in a good mood and was not stingy with these free praises.

"Your Excellency, I, Kruse, have always been the most pious and faithful in the face of the gods." Kruse expressed his almost fanatical determination.

The next day, Pewang, a businessman who traveled between the provinces of Bia and Adams, returned to Nokan again. He was followed by a group of slaves and paid 150 gold coins for it. But several new faces stopped his team.

"Pay taxes, sir." The regular army of the 23rd Army is not an ordinary city guard. It is well equipped and has a bleak tone.

"This is 150 gold coins. Let's go there quickly, big soldier." Pei Wang saw that it was not the city guard, nor did he see the familiar guard captain, and strangely threw out the gold coins.

"You have to pay an extra 200 gold coins for God's new church. If you refuse to pay, you will be executed." The leader said.

"You can just grab it. I can only make a total of 200 gold coins by selling slaves this time. Are you going to take away all my profits?"

"Are you not going to pay?" Several soldiers pulled out their swords and surrounded them.

Peiwang is also a famous local businessman. He didn't believe that a few big soldiers dared to attack him and snorted coldly, "At least I'm a baron. How dare you catch me?"

Several servants also pulled out their swords for self-defense and confronted several soldiers.

"You are resisting, you are rebelling!" Wu Changchang roared, "Take it down." So more soldiers pulled out their swords and rushed over.

At the moment when the merchant Peiwang was stunned, several of his close servants were cut to the ground, and several infantrymen stabbed at the wounded who begged. In a short time, the servants who wanted to protect their master became bloody piles of meat.

Before Peiwang recovered, he was pulled off the mount. Several soldiers tied him into dumplings and dragged him to the execution ground. At the same time, several guards rushed into the carriage with him and turned over all the gold coins in front of several maids.

Peiwang, who came to his senses, struggled: "You are bandits. Is there any king's law? You kill and beat the nobles. I'm going to sue you." He twisted his fat body and tried to struggle out of the rope. But he was quickly held by the soldiers, tied to the stake, and began to pile up dry firewood. Peiwang was gagged and could only make a whine.

More and more people gathered around the execution ground, including passing businessmen, poor people, and city guards.

Peiwang whined in various tones, which may be to argue or beg for mercy, but no one can hear it clearly.

"Look, everyone, this is the end of the profiteers who refuse to pay to build a new church." Wu Chang raised the torch and lit the firewood under Pei Wang's feet.

In 36174, the founding calendar of the gods, at the beginning of 1569, the merchant of the Adams province, was burned to death, and things flew to every corner of Adams province like wings.