I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

When we met, we kicked open the door, pulled out the howitzer and aimed at the statue for ten minutes. If the god thought we were wrong, he would punish us for our disrespect.

If we are fine, then sorry, the statue will be shot, the church will copy it! All clergy who block or even dare to fight back will be shot, regardless of gender, age or status.

She had even prepared for the possibility of local riots, and twenty of the forty divisions were disbanded to cooperate with the Guards in order to be able to carry out armed suppression at any time.

At this critical juncture when she was preparing for a head-on confrontation with the Vatican, she wished that all the potential fanatics who might be called upon by the Pope would jump out and let her get rid of them all at once.

Medea wanted to use the reputation he had accumulated over the years to challenge this illusory god.

Then they would pull out the howitzers, aim at the statues and let the people time themselves, and finally blow them up in front of them, so that they would recognize the true nature of these illusory things.

At first, the excited people shouted insults, but when the soldiers confiscated a large amount of property from the church, everyone became speechless.

When they themselves had barely been able to eat enough for a few years, it was difficult for most people to balance the situation when they saw how wealthy the church was, and the ones who fed them were precisely the people they had just scolded.

Of course, there are also some extremists who lose their minds and rush out to fight with the guards, but in the end they are killed by a few bullets.

At the end they would take a few copper coins from the body, which was the cost of ammunition...

The other people who saw the bloody scene were even more speechless. They just went about their business obediently, and the inherent image of God in their hearts was quietly cracked.

Looking at the huge quantities of gold, silver, and food that were shipped back from all over the country, Medea was a little stunned.

Although she had long understood the character of this damn church, she had never expected them to be so good at making money.

It seems that no matter where her army liberates in the future, they must visit the church first.

While liquidating the church, Medea also did not forget to take over the industry's needs vacated by the other party.

The first step is to conduct ideological work on most of the original clergy, and to re-employ those who can.

Secondly, the barefoot doctors who had been trained before began to take up their posts, bringing with them the manual and recruiting apprentices while doing research.

In this world, she retained the term barefoot doctor, which means that they all came from the broad class of ordinary people and were part of the masses.

Chapter 38 Winter Offensive, Winter is Coming

By the time the Lords of Astar had eliminated all potential reactionary factors, the church's order to crusade had spread rapidly throughout all countries, causing a violent response.

The church promoted the Astaire as a promised land bestowed by the goddess to believers, but it was occupied by heretics.

Countless believers who wanted to change the status quo and gain salvation accepted the church's weapons, gathered with wooden church symbols on their backs, and began to move towards the promised land that the goddess had given them according to the church.

The surrounding kingdoms are also ready to move. They don't need Astell's land, but they need Astell's advanced industrial manufacturing technology.

With the tacit approval of the kings, many great nobles began to recruit slaves and poor people to form musketeers to share this feast with the church army.

The weather has quietly started to turn colder. Due to industrialization issues, Mitia estimates that this winter will be much colder than in previous years.

Therefore, they had set the specific launch time of the combat plan to the eve of winter, code-named [Winter is Coming].

On the first day when the weather turned cold and snowflakes fell, the news that the church and the kingdom had formed an alliance had spread to the ears of everyone in the territory through the caravans that came for trade.

After this group of caravans left, no new caravans appeared, and the fleet at the port of Sendegas never set sail again because the port refused to allow them to dock.

The entire Astar territory seemed to have become an isolated island and was besieged.

Some were angry, some were afraid, and small riots broke out from time to time in various places in the territory. Under the heavy pressure, people's spirits were too tense, and a small matter could lead to a fight.

Everyone was confused. They wanted to escape, but they had nowhere to go.

They were not nobles, and once they entered the territory of another lord, all their belongings would be robbed.

When the cold wind howled, the flag of the Kingdom of Ovinia and the flag of Astar were quietly replaced in the city of Uruk.

A brand new flag with a red base, a white gear border and wheat ears surrounding a five-pointed star was rising slowly at the highest point in the city.

At this time, all the towns, villages, and streets in the entire Astar territory flew the brand new red flag in the sky.

Under each flag there were guards or village cadres setting up simple loudspeakers and magic array devices, and then standing by silently.

Many of the people who were traveling in the snow were puzzled when they saw this scene. From time to time, someone would stop and look at the red flag flying in the air thoughtfully.

At the same time, commanders at all levels of the 40 divisions had organized their soldiers to gather quietly in the military camp.

Behind them was a large number of wheeled trucks that were quickly rolled off the production line, arranged in an orderly manner, each towing a field artillery piece.

There were also a large number of pack horses pulling wheeled heavy machine guns that stayed where they were.

Except for the occasional snorting of horses, the entire parade ground was extremely quiet. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the magic circle made of magic crystals next to the soldier committee member on the high platform.

With a buzzing sound, a large amount of magic power was gathered, and a light curtain with a faint glow rose up, revealing Medea in military uniform.

She said to the screen with a faint smile on her face:

"All the people of Astar, after ten years of unremitting hard work, we have achieved that everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear."

"Here, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can get land and a job. No one can deprive you of the fruits of your labor, and all your efforts will be rewarded! This is a paradise and home for all ordinary people."

After briefly reporting the results of their efforts over the years, the smile on Medea's face disappeared: "But here, I want to announce a piece of unfortunate news to you all."

"According to reliable sources, we discovered a few months ago that the church was organizing large-scale preaching by believers, describing our land as the promised land given to them by God. They judged us who lived here as heretics."

"For the safety of the people, I cleared out all branches of the church here in advance, but this can only stop them temporarily."

Medea told the story in a gentle voice, which was transmitted to thousands of households through the loudspeaker. The snowflakes gradually became denser and larger, knocking against their windows.

But the cold did not invade the hut. The fire in the stove and the steaming food kept them warm all the time. They listened quietly with bread in their hands.

"They are now organizing an expeditionary force to wipe out everything here, and the kingdom is also mobilizing troops on a large scale around us."

"We don't know exactly how many people there are, but it won't be less than 400,000, it could be 800,000, or even millions!"

The sound of doors opening could be heard repeatedly in Astar's territory. People in winter clothes gathered together and listened and watched silently.

Looking at the girl they watched grow up on the screen, she said:

"The conditions they offered me were to allow the nobles to reoccupy this place, restore their privileged status, and let the goddess continue to protect us, but I refused."

Medea shook her head, her tone full of grief, and her bright purple eyes seemed to be looking at everyone through the light curtain.

"I know very well that they want me to surrender, and my heart...cannot accept this situation."

The people listening in the audience unconsciously clenched their fists. Everyone knew very well that if they surrendered to the nobles and the church, everything in the territory would be restored to the old system and taken over by the nobles.

Many of them who have been restored from slaves to civilians will be reduced to their original status, and all policies that benefit the people will no longer exist.

All of them received land, food, winter clothing, jobs, opportunities for wealth, everything.

Everything will be recycled!

They will lose everything they have now and return to the poor life of the past where they had no food to eat, were slaughtered at will, and had no place to live.

They could even recall this time in the past, the scene of their parents struggling to scrape together food to hand over the grain to the landlord that winter, while the whole family shivered in a leaky thatched house.

Hunger and cold attacked the body all the time, and the weaker relatives fell ill and never lived to see the next spring.

No! Just thinking about the scenes in their memories made everyone shudder. They never wanted to experience the hunger that penetrated deep into their bones and the severe pain that caused frostbite on their bodies again!

"I know what everyone was afraid of before, and I can tell you very clearly that we are indeed blocked."

"There is a huge disparity in the number of people in our army. We don't have noble knights or magicians. Our army is made up of ordinary people."

Listening to her words, everyone's hearts became heavier and heavier, and unspeakable sorrow filled the crowd.

Medea's voice continued to echo in everyone's ears:

"This upcoming war is like a microcosm of history. The powerful class represented by the kingdom and the church are of noble blood, well-dressed, and elegant."

"Most of us are workers and farmers, or what they call untouchables. We don't know magic, and we don't have any land. We are like rats in the gutter, hiding from the light."

"It has always been like this throughout history. The powerful class can persecute the people however they want. They can ride on the people's necks and trample on the people! The people are weak and can be bullied."

Countless people came out of their homes and gathered in the central squares of towns and villages. As Medea told their stories, the unbearable past flashed before their eyes, and the scars were revealed layer by layer.

“But is it right to always be like this?”

Amidst the sad weeping, countless people's eyes slowly turned red, their bodies trembled, and a flame quietly rose in their hearts, then burned fiercely.

Medea's voice gradually became louder, resounding throughout the sky of Astar:

"If we surrender, what will happen to the people who were persecuted and died? If we surrender, what will happen to the hatred of those who were treated as slaves and beasts?"

"If we surrender, what will happen to the people's army who died bravely in Harlem for our happiness!"

"Astar is surrounded by enemies, but we want to liberate all the people and stand up to fight together!"

Someone in the crowd shouted: "We want to fight!!!"

More and more people joined in, shouting angrily: "Resist oppression! We must resist! We must fight!!!"

“We need to fight!!!”

"This is a war between the powerful imperialists and the people!"

"We will march to the north, east and south. All wars are wars to liberate the people! We will work with all oppressed people to build a new country of our own with the same aspirations!"

Her eyes were moist, and her turbulent emotions made her long silver hair wet with sweat. Medea excitedly raised her arms and shouted:

"We are in the most difficult situation at this moment, but you must remember that we have only one way out, and that is victory!"

"Of course, we also have another way out, and that is death."

"But death is not ours!"

"victory!!!"

"victory!!!"

"Long live Medea!!!"

As her voice fell, the entire Astar County was in an uproar.

The falling heavy snow was shattered by the violent roar and rolled back into the sky, and then melted by the surging hot breath.

Chapter 39 Welcome to Hell on Earth.

Seeing the light curtain close, Xue Liya could no longer hold back her surprise: "Midya, do you know what you are doing now?!"

Xueliya looked at Medea as if she was looking at a madman. The enemy was so powerful and she was still attacking with all her forces? ? ?

"Of course I know what I'm doing. I'm giving birth to a great country that has never been seen before, and you're a witness. You should feel honored, Shelia."

"great?"