The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1138: Poisonous Blood and Strong Medicine
In Galicia, the floodplains of the Dniester River have now become fertile land, and floods have never occurred again.

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

It's just that no one is willing to stop. Everyone wants 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 taverns sprang up in the town. People could use the money they got from the grain officials to spend, or they could exchange the goods they had on hand for money and then spend what they wanted.

Now the roads in major 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 doing heavy labor seems like a distant nightmare.

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

Harry Chan now owned forty acres of land, all of which he had cleared with his own hands, but he could not cultivate so much land by himself.

Harry Chan is married and has a child, and he needs to have more so that he can have some ease.

Harry Chan's wife was a 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 facial expressions to assist communication.

But the language barrier did not affect the family's happy life. After all, the Austrian Empire provided many favorable conditions for these refugees who came to open up new land, and unified purchases avoided exploitation by unscrupulous businessmen.

Moreover, for these people who had never had freedom or property, it was enough to fill their stomachs, not to mention being able to 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 into a bigger house, sleep on a softer bed, and wear new clothes.

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

When the couple returned home, they always felt both amused and helpless when they saw the mess, but fortunately there was nothing valuable in the house.

Happy days passed one after another, until one day when Harry Chan was helping his neighbor weed, he heard an unsettling bell.

Was it a wolf or a lost brown bear? He put down his hoe and ran to his home.

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

The scene before him made him even more desperate. The child was lying in a pool of blood, with a headless dog corpse in front of him.

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

"Doctor! Doctor! Where is the doctor? Please save my child!"

The only response he got was the crackling sound of the burning cabin and the sputtering of wood.

Harry Chan did not give up. He felt that there must be someone in the town who could save his child.

However, when Harry Chan drove his pickup truck to the town, the place had already 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 extremely quickly. Harry Chan knelt on the ground in despair, looking at the child's cold body.

He didn't know what he had done wrong to deserve such punishment from God. Wasn't it enough to punish himself? This child had just come into the world, what had he done wrong?
At this moment, Harry Chan suddenly remembered his wife who was working in a factory, and he ran to the factory like crazy.

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

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

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

Harry Chan gave it to his wife as a token of love, and his wife kept wearing it. Finally, Harry Chan began to break down and cry, asking why God gave him all this and then took it away.

If I had nothing to begin with, I wouldn't be in so much pain now.

However, the people around him not only did not have any sympathy for him, but instead glared at him. There was even an old man who was so angry that he kicked Harry Chan to the ground.

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

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

"Fool! How can an overturned nest survive? Don't you live in Austria?"

"I" Harry Chan was still a little confused.

At this time, a group of cavalry ran over, and the leader was Lieutenant Ball, the local sheriff. But this usually heroic fat man said with a pale face.

"The Governor orders that the enemy is approaching and all residents must evacuate the city immediately without delay."

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

The cavalry behind him also decreased from fifteen to five people, and all of them looked exhausted.

Lieutenant Bauer was about to leave when the old man suddenly grabbed the lieutenant's reins.

"Lieutenant, finish your drink before you leave!"

Lieutenant Bauer hesitated and looked at the cavalrymen behind him.

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

Lieutenant Bauer let out a long sigh. Since there was no wine glass, he simply 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 cavalryman. After five cavalrymen drank from 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 Ball's 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 troops.

This was the worst loss Galicia had suffered since the Kraków Rebellion and the only attack on Galicia in the whole of 1848.

For the Hungarian government, this was undoubtedly the greatest victory over the Austrian Empire since 1848. They traveled light and advanced rapidly, terrifying the Austrians.

The top leaders in Budapest even felt that it was not impossible to take over Galicia. When the time came, they could retreat into Galicia and be safe as long as they guarded the pass of the Carpathian Mountains.

At least it is much better than the undefensible place like the Great Hungarian Plain.

Lviv, Galicia Governorate.

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

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

Celestine 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."