War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Chapter 1138: Poisonous Blood and Strong Medicine

Galicia, the floodplain of the Dniester River has now become a fertile land, and floods have never occurred again.

This is thanks to the efforts of millions of people, and their efforts have also provided themselves with a relatively stable living environment.

But no one is willing to stop. Everyone hopes to do more, grow more food, open up more wasteland, and do more work to make life better for themselves and their families.

Churches, hospitals, schools, post offices, shops, and wine shops have sprung up in the town. You can spend the money exchanged from the grain officials, or you can exchange the goods on hand for money and then spend what you want.

Now the roads in the main areas have been completed, and it is said that railways will be built in the future. People are full of yearning for a better future.

The life of being enslaved, beaten, starving, and completing heavy labor seems to be a distant nightmare.

Harry Chan was once a serf in the Little Russia region. His master sold him to a Jew. Later, due to the outbreak of cholera, he was expelled from Russia as a Jew.

Harry Chan now owned 40 acres of land, all of which he had cleared by himself, but he could not cultivate so much land by himself.

Harry Chan was married and had a child, and he needed to have more children so that he could have a better life.

Harry Chan's wife was a Prussian-Polish Jew, but neither of them knew Hebrew, so they could only communicate in half-understood German, and more often they had to rely on body language and expressions to assist communication.

But the language barrier did not affect the happy life of this family. After all, the Austrian Empire gave many favorable conditions to these refugees who opened up wasteland, and unified acquisition avoided the exploitation of profiteers.

In addition, for these people who had never had freedom and property, it was enough to fill their stomachs, not to mention that they could participate in religious and entertainment activities, and even have a drink occasionally.

But human desires are endless. After solving the problem of food and clothing, they want to move to a bigger house, sleep on a soft bed, and wear new clothes.

In order to make more money, Harry Chan's wife found a job in a textile factory in town, and he had to take care of his own land day and night, leaving his children and dogs to mess around at home.

When the couple returned home, they always looked at the mess and laughed and cried, but fortunately there was nothing valuable at home.

The happy days passed one by one, and suddenly one day Harry Chan heard an unsettling bell while weeding his neighbor's house.

Was it a wolf? Or a lost brown bear, he put down his hoe and ran to his home immediately.

When Harry Chan arrived in front of the cabin, he found that the fire had engulfed the cabin, but he rushed in without hesitation for his children.

The scene in front of him made him even more desperate. The child fell in a pool of blood, and there was a headless dog corpse in front of him.

Harry Chan rushed out of the fire holding the child's body.

"Doctor! Doctor! Where is the doctor! Save my child!"

The only response to him was the crackling sound of the burning wooden house and the bursting of wood.

Harry Chan did not give up. He felt that someone in the town must be able to save his child.

However, when Harry Chan drove the small truck to the town, the place had turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the survivors were making useless efforts.

Since most of the buildings in the town were made of grass and wood, the fire spread very quickly. Harry Chan knelt on the ground in despair and looked at the child's cold body.

He didn't know what he had done wrong that God would punish him like this. Wasn't it enough to punish himself? The child had just come into the world, what did he do wrong?

At this time, Harry Chan suddenly remembered his wife who was working in the factory, and he ran to the factory like crazy.

At this moment, his heart was finally dead. The factory had turned into a scorched earth, and people were pulling out unrecognizable bodies from the ruins.

But Harry Chan recognized his wife at the first time, because there was an iron plate that had begun to melt hanging on the body.

This iron plate was once Harry Chan's identity mark, and it was also the only thing his parents left him, and it was his only property at the time.

Harry Chan gave it to his wife as a token of love, and his wife has been wearing it ever since.

Finally, Harry Chan began to break down and cry, questioning why God gave him all this first and then took it away.

If he had nothing, he wouldn't have to suffer so much now.

However, the people around him not only had no sympathy for him, but glared at him, and even an old man kicked Harry Chan to the ground in surprise.

"Why are you crying? You coward! The Hungarians came and killed your family. You should have cut open their stomachs! Pull out their intestines and hang them, instead of crying here!"

"Hungarians? Aren't they fighting the Austrians? Why are they attacking us? We are innocent."

"Fool! How can an egg be safe when the nest is overturned? Don't you live on Austrian land?"

"I" Harry Chan was still a little confused.

At this time, a team of cavalry ran over, and they all knew that the captain in the lead was Lieutenant Bauer, the sheriff here. But the fat man who was usually so heroic said with a pale face.

"The governor ordered that the enemy army is coming and all residents should evacuate to the city immediately without delay."

The sheriff was holding the reins with his right hand. His left hand was broken below the wrist, and the bandage was still oozing red blood.

The cavalry behind him was reduced from fifteen to five, and everyone looked exhausted.

Lieutenant Ball was about to leave when the old man suddenly stopped the lieutenant's reins.

"Lieutenant, drink the wine before leaving!"

Lieutenant Ball hesitated for a moment and looked at the cavalry behind him.

At this time, more survivors had gathered around, and someone had dug out a wine jar from the ground.

Lieutenant Ball breathed a sigh of relief. Since there was no wine glass, he directly grabbed the pottery jar with one hand and began to drink wildly from the mouth of the jar. Then he handed the jar to the nearest cavalry. After the five cavalry drank it in turn, the empty pottery jar was thrown back to the old man.

"Good wine! I'll treat you when you come back!"

Lieutenant Ball and his cavalry quickly disappeared from people's sight. In the end, all 17 members of the Ball squadron were killed and no one survived.

There are many people like Bauer's squadron. They are just local security forces and are vulnerable when facing real cavalry.

This is the most serious loss suffered by the Galician region since the Krakow Rebellion, and it is also the only attack on the Galician region in 1848.

For the Hungarian government, this is undoubtedly the greatest victory over the Austrian Empire since 1848. They travel light and drive straight into the country, which makes the Austrians tremble with fear.

The senior officials in Budapest even think that it is not impossible to take Galicia. When the time comes to withdraw to Galicia, as long as they guard the pass of the Carpathian Mountains, they will be safe.

At least it is much better than the Hungarian Great Plain, which has no danger to defend.

Lviv, Galician Governor's Mansion.

Count Stadion couldn't help coughing violently, and the whole handkerchief was instantly stained black with blood.

"Miss Celestina, thank you for your contribution to the empire."

Celestina looked at Count Stadion and wanted to stop him, but the latter shook his head.

"I don't have much time. Our Majesty is a good man, but he is too soft-hearted. I have to help him."

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