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

Chapter 1212 Close the door and beat the dog
It has to be said that the Polish nation is still very strong-willed. Even though Poland has been destroyed and even though it has been ruled by the Russians for many years, the number of "converts" of this nation is far fewer than imagined.

On the one hand, it may be that Poland's national culture and heritage have allowed them to retain a trace of their original pride. On the other hand, it may be that the Russians are really not human. As for the proportion of the two, that depends on one's own opinion.

But there is also a necessity for certain things to appear widely in different eras and countries.

Thus, Polish Jews replaced the ecological niche of "Polish traitors".

Poland was the first country in Europe to implement a policy of religious tolerance, coupled with a series of religious reforms and religious wars in the 16th and 17th centuries.

Poland naturally had a large population of Jews and other minorities, as well as pagans, and Poland at the time did indeed shelter these people.

However, with the passage of time, the once powerful Poland was successfully divided up by Russia, Prussia and Austria under the blessing of absolute democracy.

It is well known that a certain nation has always had a fine tradition of wanting to snatch other people's umbrellas and then pour a pot of boiling water over them after they have been caught in the rain.

Thus, the Polish Jews became Russian Jews. The latter had lived in Poland for a long time, so they were very familiar with the local situation and were no less capable of being lackeys than the real "Polish traitors".

In fact, the Russians don’t like Jews either, they are just relatively easier to use.

In the eyes of the Jews, this may be a business or a job, so they have no burden in their hearts, but in the eyes of the Poles, it is ungrateful, and it also laid the groundwork for the Polish revenge in the future.

Back in Warsaw at this time, a group of Russian-Polish patrolmen swaggered into the church.

"Ladies and gentlemen! It's time to end your prayers! The Warsaw government needs to requisition this place now."

The leading police chief Ivanovich really enjoyed this kind of attention, especially the feeling of being unhappy with him but unable to do anything about him, which made him feel very comfortable.

"Expropriate? No, Mr. Inspector Ivanovich. This is the house of God."

The priest came over and tried to persuade the patrolmen to leave.

"The place where God lives? This is Russian land! Everything on Russian land belongs to the great Tsar! You are also his subjects and should respect his orders."

A middle-aged man stood up from the praying crowd and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this place doesn't belong to you anymore! Get out now!"

"you dare!"

"Why are you afraid? This is the order from the Governor-General! Watch carefully!"

Sheriff Ivanovich took out a pre-written document. This was certainly not an order from Venbetrovsky, but how could he make a big banner without using the tiger's skin? There must be some room for maneuver.

The crowd became agitated, but most people were clearly unwilling to leave.

"I'll give you three minutes. If you don't leave, I'll arrest you!"

Sheriff Ivanovich scolded, and the priest made the sign of the cross on his chest and prayed silently, and the believers behind him followed suit.

Sheriff Ivanovich snorted coldly and began to count down. The so-called faith is important, but most people cannot really pay any price for their faith, even a beating is not necessary.

Then some people began to stand up and walk out of the church silently.

"smart people!"

Sheriff Ivanovich stared at the remaining people with a half-smile. He knew that as long as someone in a group began to move differently, the so-called unity would immediately disappear.

As expected, more and more people choose to leave.

Sheriff Ivanovich had a ferocious look on his face, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After all, he didn't want to be too extreme. This was just work, and there was no need to work too hard. If you push people too hard, the gains will outweigh the losses. Sheriff Ivanovich deliberately stretched out his voice, which was full of threats and intimidation.

"10, 9, 8, 7, if you don't run now, you will have no chance!"

Sheriff Nikolai Ivanovich couldn't help but laugh grimly as he watched the crowd leave. The countdown continued.

“6、5、4、3、2、1！你们是真不知道死活啊！动手！”

The patrolmen immediately rushed towards the crowd like mad dogs, raising their batons and beating people. For a moment, the church was in chaos. A woman holding a child was pushed down, and a patrolman quickly raised his baton and hit the baby on the head.

With a "bang", the patrolman flew backwards and the baton in his hand flew out with him.

At the last second before the baton was about to hit the baby's head, the priest pulled out a shotgun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"You! You, how dare you?"

Sheriff Ivanovich was so shocked that he was speechless. The patrolmen around him stopped what they were doing and looked sideways. Although they were lackeys of the Russians, the Russians were also on guard against them, so these lackeys did not have guns in their hands.

At this time, a majestic voice sounded.

"Close the door! Don't let anyone go!"

The people who were supposed to have left suddenly appeared outside the church door. With a teeth-grinding creaking sound, the heavy wooden door was locked together and the wooden bolt fell heavily.

The door seems to separate all hope and all evil.
The Poles, who had been fleeing in panic, now picked up their previously hidden weapons and gradually surrounded them.

"What are you going to do? Don't you want to live? We are representatives of the Warsaw government! If you lay down your weapons now and let us go, I can pretend that nothing happened.

I swear to God! I will personally persuade the Governor to give up this ridiculous idea.

Don't be fooled by this fake priest, he is a Polish nationalist and a wanted criminal!"

As an old hand, Sheriff Ivanovich showed extraordinary calmness at this time, still trying to take advantage of the other side's power to fight for a chance of survival.

This trick really worked. Many people didn't want to kill anyone, let alone rebel. If there were really other ways, they would also like to make a big deal out of a small matter.

The last sentence was even more vicious. Although Sheriff Ivanovich was just making it up, it was almost certainly the truth.

"On behalf of your mother! Kill them! Do you dare to believe what the Jews and Russians say? Have you forgotten how they usually treat you?"

That majestic voice sounded again, and the Poles in the church were immediately brought back to reality. They picked up their weapons and threw them at the patrolmen.

In fact, the Poles have long been resentful of the Warsaw government and its lackeys. They are fed up with the discriminatory laws and tyranny, and they don't want to live without dignity and faith.

This time, they are determined to have a good fight.

All of a sudden, all kinds of farm tools, kitchen utensils, cold weapons, and sharpened wooden sticks hit the patrolmen, and soon they fell in a pool of blood.

Beneath the holy icon of mercy, the blood of sin dyed the ground red, but the people still felt unsatisfied.

Then a larger-scale riot began, and the people took up arms, opened the church doors and took to the streets.

Almost at the same time, the same bloody incidents broke out in various parts of Warsaw. Screams and cries of pain echoed in the church.
The anger of the Polish people has been accumulating for decades, and now it has been ignited, and the raging anger will eventually burn everything.

　Regarding the counting part, it would sound very bad if ellipsis was used instead.

　　(End of this chapter)