Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Do you really think that the colonial nobles would grow wheat and other crops?

Although these things are important, they don’t make money.

Victoria is indeed not short of spices, but that doesn’t mean other countries are not short of them.

The industries of the nobles in these colonies were all growing coffee and cotton, which were edible but did not provide much calories at all.

In order to curb the rebellion of the people below, the Gallic nobles naturally could not store a large amount of food in their territory, so except for the nobles, everyone could only eat half full.

But it doesn’t matter, Huangcao can lack anything but food.

It just so happens that food is the thing that can most stimulate ordinary people, and the countries in the Ark are the epitome of the shortcomings of various countries.

There are so many loopholes that it is unimaginable. The yellow grass is full of weaknesses at a glance.

Especially the nobles of various countries, they can hardly be considered to have any relationship with others.

If it weren't for the fact that bloodline has such a huge impact on the race, this level of oppression would have caused an uprising in the previous life.

However, with the development of technology, the oppression of bloodlines on the lower races is also continuously decreasing.

This development process is similar to that of the previous life. The emergence of muskets allowed the knights who usually showed off their power to sit down and have a good talk with the serfs.

Anyway, if you hit the weak point, you will die. The manufacturing cost of guns and bullets is much cheaper than a set of plate armor.

Even if the knight has a gun, it doesn’t matter. At worst, they can just shoot each other and exchange one for one.

In the past, dozens of serfs with simple tools might not be able to break the knight's armor, especially when he was on horseback.

After the development of muskets, no matter how fast a war horse ran, it would not be faster than a bullet.

As for the issue of novices' proficiency in using muskets, this is not a big problem. After all, the use of firearms is not that complicated. Moreover, when firearms were first developed, their structure was actually quite simple.

Huang Cao had already sent specially made crossbows to the Gallic colonies.

Firearms are too difficult to make, and crossbows are simpler, but their power should not be underestimated as long as the distance is sufficient.

Just to fight against the armed suppression of Gaul, Huang Cao made some special modifications to the bows and crossbows, and tied a piece of source stone on them, to be more precise, it was a "source stone grenade".

It is very simple in appearance and can be made by serfs as long as they have time and are not afraid of death, thus getting rid of suspicion.

"Even if the Sargon royal family saw my intention, they wouldn't send troops to seize the Gaul colony. Slave rebellion and retaking the colony have completely different meanings."

"I understand, but this weapon..."

Kal'tsit looked at the Originium crossbow on the table, on which the explosion range was marked in detail.

The shooting range is twenty meters and the explosion range is thirty meters. Can this really be used?

Moreover, a high concentration of Originium is used. Even if you survive by chance, you will definitely get oripathy and start as a severely infected person.

“So this is a one-way battle, and I told the serfs who wanted to rebel from the beginning.

If I succeed, I die; if I fail, I die too. But if I survive, I will take care of their medical care and transport them to my territory in Victoria."

"If they unfortunately die, I will send their families to Victoria to live as ordinary citizens. Although they will still continue to farm, at least they don't have to worry about food and have a free identity."

The living conditions of ordinary people in his territory can be said to be the best in all of Terra. Even Lateran and Yan Country are far inferior to him.

Huang Cao then added, "Change will inevitably be accompanied by the shedding of blood, whether it is the enemy's or our own."

Kel'tsit said disdainfully, "But this is all because of your desire. You want this colony, right? To achieve this, you chose the most cruel and drastic approach."

Huang Cao couldn't help but sneer as if he had heard a joke.

"Kel'tsit, you're the only one between the two of us who doesn't have the moral high ground to point fingers at me. Do you need me to continue exposing your dark history?"

"When you formed a multinational coalition to invade Kazdel, did you ever consider the working people on the verge of bankruptcy under the roaring gears of the army? Those forced to join the war are also the treasures of their parents. How can you have the nerve to say this now?"

"You never cared about these things before. You only cared about those lofty ideals. You never looked down at the ordinary people struggling to survive in the torrent of the times."

"Change will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice. Even if this chaos is caused by my desires, I believe I have done everything I can."

"At least I am willing to sacrifice my own interests to ensure their future life, and you have never thought about this issue."

127

Chapter 127 Whoever wants this piece of broken land can take it!

"Kelsey, the sins you have committed will not end with death. Your soul will always be you."

"Your life is not worth the resentment of tens of thousands of people. Be honest. Don't stand on the moral high ground and accuse anyone. Don't take yourself too seriously, and don't think of yourself as the savior of this earth."

"Conspirator... I certainly admit that, but there was a time when these three words were also your exclusive title."

Huang Cao stood on the sofa and rubbed Kal'tsit's cat ears with his hands. It was obvious that this big cat was now said to be autistic.

Because Kal'tsit really had no ability to refute this.

Even if she is indeed eloquent, it is just like the story in the book that a white horse is not a horse.

No matter how brilliantly or flawlessly the logic is described by famous experts.

However, faced with the order that livestock had to pay money to enter the city and the fully armed soldiers, the white horse was still a horse and still had to pay.

What happened happened, and the facts are the facts.

No matter how good the relationship is, everything that happened will be remembered and engraved in people's minds.

The facts cannot be covered up. Putting aside other things, the invasion of Kazdel by the multinational coalition forces is a black spot that Kal'tsit can never get around.

Even if Kal'tsit really helps Theresa build a superpower in the future, this matter can never be avoided, and the same goes for hatred.

"Then why don't you take Kazdel into your possession right now? You are definitely capable of doing so with your strength."

Kal'tsit couldn't help but ask.

In fact, she has always been very curious. With the current strength of this man, he can easily capture Kazdel.

But why did they keep giving in, and didn't even harm Kazdel except for the factory?

This is totally inconsistent with the other person's personality.

If it were Kal'tsit, she would have locked the brother and sister in a small dark room by now.

"First of all, although I have flexible moral standards, I am still a human being after all. Conspiracies and intrigues are not my entire life. As for why I let Theresa go, this is an agreement between Ramalen and me."

"The brilliance of an idealist is hard to ignore. Even though Theresa's abilities aren't worthy of her ideals right now, I'm still willing to give her some respect. It's also my last bit of mercy."

"Also, if I take Kazdel now, what would be so worthy of my greed in this land? The land is small, the people are numerous, and the affairs are complicated. I would be crazy to take over this mess."

"If I had this time, I'd rather seize more cost-effective land. Why should I fight to the death here? Don't take yourself and Kazdel so seriously."

"The world can go on without anyone, and can survive without a country."

The reason why he is willing to give it a chance is not because Huang Cao suddenly lost his mind, but as mentioned above, there is no need to take action against this country now, and the cost-effectiveness is really not high.

Of course, this does contain a hint of mercy, but it is only a hint, and there is not much difference whether it is there or not.

Therefore, this does not hinder Huangcao's conquest of other countries. At most, he will leave Kazdel to the last to deal with.

Anyway, it’s the same as not taking this piece of land, and it’s difficult to manage it even if you take it.

It would be better to put it off until after we have dealt with other countries and then deal with Kazdel. At that time, we can just send a few people to take care of it.

Now I have to take care of it myself after getting it, which is so troublesome.

Whoever wants this piece of broken land can take it.

Anyway, Huangcao doesn't intend to spend his energy on such a cost-ineffective place now. It's better to look at Sargon and Gaul in the distance.

Of course, apart from giving it a chance, he won't do anything to let it go.

For example, when the fertilizer factory was opened half a year ago, Huang Cao would not give her any face for what she did with this factory.

If Thearesia couldn't even control Kazdel's control over her own factory...

A hundred years later, without Huang Cao taking action himself, the Sarkaz of Kazdel had already respected him as the Demon King.

Since Theresa made money, she inadvertently strengthened Huangcao's control over the country's economy.

Fair enough, isn't it?

The establishment of the factory was not due to Huangcao's kindness, but was just a simple transaction, so it is natural to pay a price.

"So based on personal feelings, I'm willing to give Theresa a chance, but only this once. If she doesn't seize the opportunity, then I'll have to catch her physically."

The bet was no secret. Although Ramalen didn't want the bet anymore, Huang Cao still wanted to see what tricks this pink-haired woman could come up with for him.

It's okay to read a political joke when you have nothing to do.

"Over a hundred years, I'm curious what she'll do to Kazdel. Will it become even poorer or more prosperous?"

"I'm also curious about how Theresa will deal with domestic conflicts."

Kal'tsit couldn't help but ask: "What if after more than a hundred years, this country remains the same without any changes..."

"I will withdraw this last act of mercy. If conditions permit, I will let Lamaren decide whether to spare the brother and sister's life. Of course, the price is to completely lose their freedom and be locked up by me."

Huang Cao only showed a little mercy because he had a good impression of Theresa in his previous life, and there was a bet.

So he was willing to give it a chance, but it was just one chance.

If Theresa didn't seize the opportunity, don't blame him for being cruel.

Retiring from the throne of the Demon King early can be considered as giving his people early relief, and it is up to Ramalen to decide whether these two pink-haired girls will be sent to the guillotine or to the small dark room.

Kel'tsit was very optimistic. "Let's wait and see what happens in the remaining time. I believe His Highness will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Hmm... This answer is not simple. After all, even without my participation, the conflicts in this country are not just about having enough to eat and starving to death."

In this land where every person is a riddler, everyone is a tough nut to crack. Here we especially mention the Sarkaz who will be blinded by hatred in the future.

By the time they had to split into two groups, the title of Demon King Theresa became just a figurehead.

If this scene really happened, Huang Cao would take over the country.

It's just like packing a bag of ordinary goods, there's actually not much difference.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Sargon's Gallic colony, several hungry slaves were gnawing on the moldy black bread in their hands.

The slaves' eyes flashed with anger at injustice, and the pitchforks in their hands flashed a terrifying cold light.

128

Chapter 128 The serfs decided to fight against the nobles!

This is undoubtedly a one-way struggle.

But I have nothing except my life.

The Gallic nobles were even more inhumane than Sargon's nobles. Nothing good will happen when the words feudalism and colonialism are put together.

Life in a capitalist colony is already tragic, but life in a feudal aristocracy's colony is even more miserable.

The capitalists may at least want to keep you alive, only in this way can they continue to create surplus value.

The feudal aristocrats don't treat you as a human being at all. For these people, "draining the pond to catch all the fish" is even a good word.

Huangcao's help to these suffering people is not only faith, but also material.

"Have the weapons funded by the Speaker been shipped here?"

Huang Cao still used the identity of Mr. Speaker.

Victoria's relationship with Gaul gradually fell apart, and a war in the future was inevitable.

Huang Cao did not intend to cover up his identity. For many things, without evidence, it was impossible to put the blame on someone just by calling him a name, not to mention that this person's identity was special.

At least the loss of a colony would not cause much reaction in Gaul, not to mention that there was a Sargon royal family in front of them.

War is a continuation of politics, and politics will in turn affect war.

Each of Huang Cao's actions was not simply occupation and invasion; he considered political games at a higher level.

Because this can save you a lot of effort, but you must first have the strength, otherwise what cannot be solved in war may not be solved at the negotiation table.

For example, this time, the Huangcao fertilizer factory did not participate in any fighting on the surface, but in fact provided weapons to all the rebels.

But is there any evidence? Neither Sargon officials nor Gaul could find any evidence.

The slaves robbed my warehouse, I am also a victim!

If the slaves succeeded in their rebellion, the grain stored by the nobles would not be able to sustain them until the next year.