Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

At least now he made a completely different choice from Emperor Sargon and the colonists, and truly gained benefits for them.

As I said, if you are not a good emperor, you cannot seek higher interests for your people and make their lives better.

Then I'll take your place!

"Bring them up here. I will not only give you a material victory, but I will also let you defeat these parasites spiritually!"

Following Huangcao's order, the Fengrao warriors escorted dozens of Sargon chiefs, each dressed in unique clothes.

The people below looked at the escorted chief, their expressions instantly becoming a little awed, but then covered by anger.

The Gallic colonists took advantage of these chiefs so that they could oppress every individual with precision.

In other words, the bound chiefs were also the culprits of oppressing their subordinates.

The Gallic colonists would not take them with them when they fled.

When disaster strikes, everyone runs away. Are you carrying these burdens because you think you can't run fast enough?

132

Chapter 132: Feudalism was considered advanced in Sargon.

No matter which country, traitors rarely have a good ending.

No ruler, whether foolish or wise, wants such instability lurking in his territory.

These people are just tools and can be thrown away after use.

After throwing it away, it will inevitably be punished by the oppressed. Huangcao plays the role of providing justice.

"Hypocritical kneeling will only create unnecessary disgust. Only physical means can make them kneel in the truest sense."

Huang Cao raised his eyes slightly and signaled the Fengcuo warriors to break all the chiefs' legs.

Although natural humanitarianism requires giving these people a quick death, it is obvious that Huangcao is not a human being, so why should we pursue humanity?

And humanitarianism is for those who are truly humane.

These chiefs usually oppress these poor people by almost sucking their blood out of them. They have never shown any humanity in the past, so there is no need to show any mercy to these people.

Only physical and chemical destruction and pain can give these people the deepest fear.

People who like to oppress others are often more afraid of death.

Because the chiefs have tasted human flesh and enjoyed the feeling, only complete destruction can end them.

Huang Cao signaled the restless people to be quiet. Now is not the time yet. They need to be allowed to truly express their true feelings.

Only in this way can we establish a glorious image of ourselves and the deaths of these chiefs be truly valuable.

Huang Cao looked at the chief who was tied up by him, his eyes filled with indifference and ruthlessness.

"You believe in the so-called survival of the fittest, but you clearly don't realize that humanity's pursuit of freedom and equality cannot be concealed."

"I can't be absolutely fair either. I'm not here to bring equality and justice, but I can at least make you shameless people pay the price."

Huang Cao was very wise to shut the mouths of these chiefs. Listening to these idiots would only pollute his ears.

The criticism meeting lasted a whole day, and the words of the oppressed almost drowned out these unscrupulous chiefs.

Finally, Huang Cao publicly hanged all these people in front of tens of thousands of people and burned their bodies.

The flag of King Sargon was also burned at the same time. Someone said that this world is still too feudal.

But I will be busy next, in order to continue to improve my prestige in the local area.

Early the next morning, Huang Cao prepared to measure the land himself and fulfill his promise made yesterday, which was to distribute the land to everyone.

This Gaul colony was neither small nor large, accommodating only a few tens of thousands of people.

And the climate is pretty good. The reason why Gaul wanted this land is because the climate conditions and soil here are very suitable for growing cotton.

In fact, Huang Cao does not need to divide the land himself, his subordinates are capable of doing it.

However, there are some things that cannot be achieved unless you do them yourself.

This can also slow down the distribution of land and accurately spread one's own tall image into everyone's heart.

This group of people will become his most steadfast supporters in Sargon.

Only talents are the foundation for implementing all plans, and no one understands the ancient land of Sargon better than these simple farmers.

These people will be the main force of their future march into Sargon. It can be imagined that in a few decades, their next generation will be completely immersed in their own legends and beliefs.

It took a month for the yellow grass to measure every inch of soil in this colony.

Every time he went out, countless people followed behind him, bringing him tea and water, hoping that the Speaker would give them some land.

In response, Huang Cao was still very generous and distributed the land to everyone almost perfectly.

Because with the blessing of the power of abundance, there is no distinction between good land and bad land among the distributed lands.

While measuring the land, he would also incorporate part of his body tissue into the distributed land.

So no matter whether the land is good or bad, the only thing that affects the yield is how hardworking the people who grow the land are.

When the day came when all the land was divided, everyone cried with joy and hugged each other. These simple people finally had a place to settle down.

Although there is still the great noble Huang Cao above them, the Speaker has never deceived them.

Because Huang Cao made it clear from the beginning that he wanted to be the great nobleman and grand duke of this land.

Everyone must obey his orders and not disobey in the slightest.

There is still no democracy in this land, and all power has been taken away by the yellow grass.

This is also a helpless move. Considering the level of development of this land, the feudal system is considered to be relatively advanced.

Doing so can also avoid some unnecessary disputes.

But no one felt anything was wrong because they had never felt anything wrong before.

But at least Mr. Huang is willing to let us poor people have enough food to eat, and he won’t have the leisure to bully us.

At this point, Huangcao has completely controlled the land, and the next step is to establish a series of management systems.

Let these people first honestly farm for a few years, enjoy a life of plenty for a few years, and honestly receive some cultural education.

Otherwise, after dividing the land, we would let this group of people expand the territory for us. Not to mention whether these people are capable of doing the job, if we really do this, it would be like giving them a big pie but not letting them eat it.

Thanks to the existence of the fertilizer plant, the kindness and prestige of yellow grass will continue to flow through this land.

This wave is a huge profit without any investment. After all, Huangcao did not buy this land with his own money, because he was robbing Gaul.

Without the cooperation of the poor people, Huang Cao's plan would not have succeeded so quickly. It can only be said that the nobles of Gaul are too inhumane.

"What should we name this place? It's too unpleasant to keep saying this is a Gallic colony. A new name, a new atmosphere. This land belongs to me, Master Huang..."

I originally wanted to call it Goose City, but I took into consideration that they don’t raise geese here.

Mr. Huang, who is completely bad at naming, decided to simply name this place the Eden Sargon Branch.

At the same time, they prepared to dig a tunnel on the spot and run a high-speed train underground.

After all, this land does not belong to him legally, if Sargon really wants to continue using this land.

Huangcao will not spit out what it has obtained, so it must send its own military force here from the outside world.

This is a big project because the land is so far away, a long way from Victoria.

It took a lot of effort to open his own factory here, and he finally got it by giving gifts to the Gallic colonists.

Although the person who received the gift has been chopped by himself...

133

Chapter 133 My father is the Speaker.

Sargon of Eden.

"You're telling me to make peace with Gaul and then give up the management rights of this land. Then what about the supplies that were snatched away by these unruly people? I'm going to exploit them back."

At this time, Huang Cao looked at the birdman in front of him with an expression as if saying, "Are you kidding me?"

The birdman in front of him was not the cute Liberi, but a real birdman.

The kind that is highly anti-ancestral, with a bird's head but normal hands.

The long eagle-beak on his face is very majestic, and his physique is very strong. It is obvious that he comes from a military family.

His chest is covered with medals, just like the father of a certain future bear, and even more exaggerated, it can really be used as a suit of armor.

It is obvious that this is a family that values ​​glory above all else, but at the same time, it still lacks a little flexibility.

He immediately wanted jurisdiction over the Huangcao area, and he wanted to bypass Emperor Sargon.

Not everyone was as confused as Theresa.

The Gaul emperor had a complete administrative team at his disposal, and a brief discussion would tell him he was being tricked.

So he angrily sent a trusted warrior to ask for an explanation.

But there was no evidence, so a reckless man was sent.

In fact, this is also a very reasonable choice. After all, no matter how smart a person is, he cannot make a breakthrough without evidence.

But it’s different for a reckless man, there might be an unexpected surprise.

Unfortunately, yellow grass is not among them.

For example, this time, he made his body smaller again, because this way he could use his second identity.

Actually, this fertilizer factory belongs to my father, the Speaker.

My father is the Speaker, what a great serial!

After all, how could the Speaker of Victoria appear in this colony?

"Brother, please don't be so nervous. My father has no intention of becoming an enemy of your country. However, as you know the current situation, before we begin this conversation, may I ask your name?"

"Wait, who is your father?"

The Gallic envoy then added, "My name is Sparta Corsica, just call me General Gaul."

It seems that he is a soldier who truly regards glory as his everything in life, and he is very easy to fool at first glance.

"I thought you knew that my father was the Speaker of Victoria's Parliament and that this fertilizer plant was part of his business."

General Gaul took out a photo from his military uniform and compared it carefully. He found that the boy in front of him, who was not even as tall as himself, was very similar to the Speaker of Victoria.

According to military intelligence, the Speaker of Victoria was at least 1.8 meters tall, while the young man in front of him was less than 1.4 meters tall.

Therefore, General Gaul did not doubt the age of Huang Cao in front of him, and just thought that the Speaker was another old monster pretending to be young.

"Then I'll call you Mr. Huang. I'm sure you won't mind too much."

As a soldier, the medal on General Gaul's chest represents both his honor and the wars he has experienced.

Behind every medal are countless hard years. Although General Gaul is a reckless man, it does not mean that he is completely ignorant of the ways of the world.

Although the boy in front of him was a little too young, at least now he and the child were on opposite sides of the negotiation table.

Due respect will still be given, and one should not mock the other person for being immature just because of their age.

Efficiency is the byword for this Gallic general, and unnecessary arrogance will only affect the speed at which he receives medals.

"Excuse me, General Gaul, which country is responsible for this chaos, and who allowed these serfs to escape control?"

Huang Cao started to take action, and this was the time to practice the art of passing the buck.

General Gaul remained silent, pondered for a moment, and then nodded: "This is naturally our responsibility, so His Majesty the Emperor sent me to resolve this matter."

"Then according to the contract, you have to compensate me for the losses caused by your country's mismanagement."

I fell into the trap!

Huang Cao smiled evilly in his heart and took out an insurance contract signed with Gaolu from the drawer.

He had already made this plan long before he made the layout.

"I'm naturally aware of the insurance contract. As the most powerful nation in this land, Gaul naturally has no reason to go back on its word."

General Gaul glanced at the contract, thinking that this mission was about to end, and then happily went back to collect his medal.