Chapter 251 Rebel professional householder Raedel (subscription required)

  Rupert quickly noticed the actions of these miners, and his complexion suddenly became gloomy. He swung his long whip at one of them and yelled sharply.

   "Get out of here and go to work!"

  The miners who were on the sidelines hesitated for a while, but picked up the picks again, carried the stones on their backs, and continued to dig.

  Rupert turned his gaze back, and looked at Raedel viciously. If the other party had not learned some medical skills and could save the Baron a fortune, he would have killed a thorn like this a long time ago.

   But after thinking about it for a while, Rupert quickly had an idea, with a playful smile on his face.

   "It's not impossible to let me spare him, but the ore output mined this week will increase by another 10%!"

   "Choose yourself!" Rupert smiled ferociously.

   Raedel clenched his teeth, furious to the extreme, but Hamm was seriously injured, his body was bruised, and if he didn't receive treatment, he might really be unable to hold on, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

   "By the way, you will make up for his work today, otherwise you won't have dinner later!" Rupert said loudly so that every miner present could hear him.

  The mine slaves who were still standing on Raider's side couldn't help complaining in their hearts, and many of them secretly blamed Raider for meddling in their own business.

  The tasks Rupert sent to them before were already extremely heavy, and adding another 10% to the output would simply kill them!

Raider didn't dare to look at the eyes of everyone, took out herbs from his pocket and treated Hamm's injury briefly, and left the rest to his fate, then Raidel didn't stop any longer, picked up the pickaxe, and did it Work harder than anyone.

   There are thousands of miners in this mining area. Although Hamm is missing, Raedel is the leader. In order to have dinner, everyone is working hard.

   Rupert did not dare to starve these people all night because of such a trivial matter. If he delayed the ore mining work tomorrow, he would be the one who would be scolded.

  After a busy day, most of the miners still received today's dinner, a piece of black bread and soup made from wheat leaves.

There is no nutrition at all, and it is even difficult to swallow, but every miner eats very quickly. The heavy physical work has made them forget about other things. They just want to stuff things into their stomachs. Their eyes are rare and delicious.

  However, Rupert was very stingy, and the food he gave was not enough to fill their stomachs. They could only barely keep them from starving to death. Some miners who were so hungry and uncomfortable even dug up the grass roots on the ground.

Hamm, who was lazy just now, naturally didn't get any food, and Raedel, who couldn't bear it, had to share his share. When he first came to this mine, Hamm had taken care of him, so Raedel naturally Can't leave it alone.

The finely crushed wheat leaves mixed with the dark soup were slowly poured into Ham's mouth, allowing the seriously injured man to recover a little bit of strength, but he shook his head when faced with the black bread Raedel handed over. Refused.

   "I'll just eat this." Raeder opened his bag, which was full of unknown herbs. "This is Suzuki grass, and it tastes much better than hard-to-eat black bread."

  Ham reached out to take the small piece of black bread, and devoured it. If he didn't eat more, he might not be able to survive tonight.

While watching Ham eating, Raedel stuffed the Suzuki grass in the bag into his mouth. This kind of grass leaves were very bitter, and he didn't know whether this thing could be eaten, but since it could heal wounds, it must be non-toxic Yes, it's better than starving anyway.

Ham quickly stuffed all the black bread into his mouth, licked off the bread crumbs that fell on his hands, and then tremblingly held the wooden holy light mark hanging on his chest with his right hand, I began to pray devoutly, telling my sins and sufferings to the great Lord of the Stars and Goddess of the Moon [Ayla], and begged him to bless me through the night.

   "Uncle Ham, is prayer really useful?" Raedel couldn't help asking.

  In the entire mine, there are not a few miners who believe in the goddess [Ella], but many devout believers also died in the last mine disaster, which made Raedel feel extremely puzzled.

  If that goddess really exists, and is as holy and compassionate as people say, why doesn't she protect her followers?

   "It will be useful, it will be useful!" Hamm said as if dreaming. "This is the great Lord's test for you and me. The sufferings we have suffered in this life will allow our souls to be sublimated, and we will enter the Lord's kingdom of God after death."

"Otherwise, after death, you will fall into the boundless hell, and perish forever in the fire and hot oil..." Hamm said in fear, he didn't know if the suffering he had suffered was enough, let alone whether he was pious. To impress the great Goddess [Ella], but survival is instinct, and prayer is the only thing to do.

  For these slaves who lost their homes and were caught in the mines due to war and famine, and have no future, they can only hope to enter the Kingdom of God after death and enjoy eternal joy.

   Raeder looked blank. He had heard similar remarks more than once, but his heart became more and more confused.

  However, the guards of the mine did not give them a chance to talk in detail. They waved long whips one by one to drive the miners to go to sleep. It is forbidden to talk to each other in the middle of the night, and they only have five hours of rest.

   Raeder had no choice but to suppress his doubts to the bottom of his heart, lying on the bed made of grass leaves, and the exhaustion brought about by a hard day's mining of ore soon made him fall into a deep sleep.

   About half an hour later, a guard holding a torch put a delicate ring on Raeder's hand while there was no one around.

   At the same time, in the dean's office in the port of Iyeta, Lynn also received Raedel's message synchronously.

  A young man with a little knowledge of herbal medicine, with a spirit of resistance, has accumulated some prestige among many miners.

  The problem is that he is a little young and has insufficient experience, so I am afraid that he will not be able to cause any trouble.

  But people can be cultivated... Lynn touched his chin. Since the magic field can simulate a small universe, it should not be a problem to reproduce some classic historical scenes according to the computing power of the brain.

   Like the Yellow Turban Uprising, Wagang Uprising, and Huangchao Uprising, there are not too many of them. Just like clearing the game, it can quickly make a person a professional rebel.

  Lin En called up various historical materials of peasant army uprisings and looked at them, then give him a magic version of the Daze Township Uprising first!

  (end of this chapter)