When the afterglow of the setting sun is completely gone, the city of Wales is quiet.

Unlike the serene atmosphere of yesteryear, the smell of tension seems to permeate the air in Wales today.

At the behest of the Provisional Decree, the inhabitants of Wales had to pay for the food of a soldier, and although they were not happy in their hearts, none of them dared to resist.

The brutal scenes of the day scared them out, and no one was willing to risk losing their lives to refuse.

"Sir, this is bread, jerky, cheese and red wine, please use it slowly."

In the home of a wealthy family, Sanyuzhu reclined at a table and waited for the owner of the house to deliver food, and they needed dinner too much for them after a long journey.

And until the next batch of supplies arrived, they could only feed themselves with Wales' own resources, and obtaining supplies from the vanquished was a necessary ability.

"Not bad, more hearty than I expected."

Sanyuzhu looked at the food on the table, and his eyes swept over the owner of the house, this is a fat middle-aged man who seems to have been living a good life.

However, because he did not understand the English language, he did not bother to communicate with them.

At the same time as Sanyuzhu was eating, the Imperial soldiers on the streets of Wales were moving in squad units, and they were assigned to different areas, each with twelve inhabitants.

A squad of twelve people ate in groups of three, divided into four groups, and whenever one soldier entered the house to eat, the other two were responsible for security.

They did the same to keep themselves safe during the break, for the English were enemies and they had to be vigilant when visiting their homes.

In addition to this, Thunder also gave a curfew order, arranged for patrols to patrol Wales, and any Englishman who appeared on the streets at night would be shot.

The Heavy were placed in the Governor's Palace, where they and their equipment were located, and the logisticians who accompanied the army were responsible for their food.

"Commander, this is the document we found at the Governor's Palace, which contains all the information on Wales." Shi Yanjun held a summary of the information.

"Read!" Lei Ming took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it.

Like many generals, it was difficult for him to quit smoking this thing, after all, there were very few things that could relax the minds of those who fought on the battlefield.

However, this kind of cigarette is very expensive, and there is only one production in the empire at present, as for who invented it, of course, it is their emperor.

"According to the data, there are now 9,000 families of freedmen who have migrated from Wales, with a population of about 35,000, and the descendants of exiled convicts have 20,000 families, with a population of about 68,000, and the rest are convicts sent from England in the past three years, a total of 7,000."

After a pause, Shi Yanjun continued: "In recent years, they have developed a lot of pastures and farms outside Wales, of which the number of farms is 33,320, and the divided pastures are 600 large and small, these pastures are mainly beef cattle and sheep used to produce wool, and the farms are mainly wheat, barley, oilseeds, cotton, and sugar cane. ”

Hearing this, Thunder suddenly burst out laughing heartily, and he said; "This capture of Australia is really a lucrative business, the British have been operating here for so many years, and now these fruits are ours, whether it is cattle and sheep or cotton, these are ready-made, we just need to enjoy ready-made."

Shi Yanjun echoed and said with a smile; "Who's to say it isn't? There were so many ready-made farms and pastures, and if they were all received, the soldiers stationed in Australia would have no worries about food and clothing, but there were still too many British in Wales, and it would be a great trouble for us if they revolted, and it would slow us down the pace of our attack. ”

Lei Ming's expression sank, and what Shi Yanjun was worried about was what he was thinking.

He knew very well that these Englishmen were only afraid of their force, and that psychologically they could not surrender, after all, Britain had already had its own national concept.

To the British, they were foreigners, enemies, with whom it was impossible for them to get along, both physically and psychologically.

So there were two things before him, the first was to turn the inhabitants of Wales into slavery with cruelty, and the second was to treat the inhabitants of Wales mildly and collect taxes from them.

The disadvantage of the former is that it will cause a fierce conflict for a period of time, while the disadvantage of the latter is that sooner or later there will be chaos in ruling such a group of aliens who seem to be separate.

However, after more than ten years of fighting on the battlefield, Lei Ming had a decisive heart, and he asked Shi Yanjun: "If the identities are reversed, what do you say these Britons will do to us?" ”

"Commander, do you need to talk about this? They would certainly turn us into slavery and sell us to other colonies as coolies, and that's exactly what they did. ”

"That's it." Thunder's eyes sharpened, "What we do with the barbarians is what we do with them." ”

Shi Yanjun nodded excitedly, if he didn't bring a pair of shackles to these people, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night, "Then I now order the generals to be prepared, and in the next two days, the slave bill will be officially announced, and all these defeated will be turned into slaves." ”

Lei Ming nodded, "In addition, send someone to send the war report back as soon as possible, we can't stay here all the time." ”

Shi Yanjun replied yes, and then he hesitated and said; "Commander, the soldiers fought bloodily to fight here, and left without any oil and water, isn't it a pity, you see, this Wales is just a very small place on the Australian continent, and there is boundless fertile land outside, wouldn't it be a waste to be empty."

Lei Ming's eyes narrowed, it is actually a difficult thing to lead an army to fight, soldiers are also people, and people have their own selfish desires, so once the generals indulge the soldiers, these soldiers will become like bandits, and some generals in the past often adopted this way to let the soldiers release the suppressed emotions in their hearts.

The discipline of the Imperial Army is very strict, but this strict distance and the morale of the battle are two different things, and because of this, the incentive policy of the Imperial Army to fight abroad has been continued.

And after three years in the army, wealth and wealth have become a folk proverb.

"Why, it seems that you have a good impression of this place." Lei Ming laughed.

Shi Yanjun said: "Commander, compared to the cold of Kanto, according to the British, it is warm and humid all year round, and it is precisely because of this that Britain will take a fancy to this place. ”