I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy - Chapter 24

EP.24

Two days after convening the influential people of the territory.

I ordered everyone in the estate to gather in the square in front of Bruno Castle.

Usually, when such orders are given, serfs who are accustomed to absolutely obeying their lord’s orders often show their displeasure.

Even though the serfs gathered here left aside their farming work to come here, they did not show any annoyance and instead cheered.

“Damn it, Sergeant Curtain, is he finally going to get his head cut off? The bastard recognized me from the moment he touched someone else’s precious daughter. “You said everything would fly away, right?”

“Corporal Milton you fucking bastard!!! “Go as painfully as possible!”

“The new lord is really very hot! Yes, those bastards must be killed!”

As they began to share the alcohol I provided, the place where corrupt soldiers were executed suddenly became a place for celebration.

I looked at that crazy scene and thought, ‘Fuck, now that I think about it, execution ceremonies in the Middle Ages were some kind of festival, right?’ Although I was shocked.

As the lord of Bruno’s estate and the lord who commands over 500 soldiers, he cannot interfere with the festival in which evil bastards are cut off.

Finally, when the soldiers under his command brought in 30 soldiers who had taken the lead in severely exploiting the serfs, huge cheers rang out among the serfs.

“Kill all the vicious and dirty things!”

“After the conscription period was over, he was a serf just like us, but he swaggered in front of us and acted like he was a high-ranking person because he came from a place other than his hometown. It’s disgusting!”

“Bailiff! Just hit the neck 3 times!! “They are too precious to send away all at once!”

The faces of the condemned prisoners, who sensed death even more in their joy, turned white and people began to wet themselves.

My soldiers, who were in charge of the role of executioners, paid no heed to what was happening and lifted them all onto the scaffold one by one.

Next, the village priest came and held a brief service before the execution, and the executioners placed the condemned man’s head on the scaffold.

When the time came, the condemned prisoners shouted loudly as if they were all kissing.

“Wrong! Wrong!! “Please just spare my life!”

“If you let me live, I will live as a new person!”

“Merciful Lord Jaeger, please have mercy on us! Seriously, what is the crime of lowly soldiers like us? “We just did what we were told from above.”

The crowd booed loudly at that voice, and I held out my hand to silence the crowd.

Then he spoke loudly to the audience in front of him.

“The previous lord, Tito von Koch, sent his soldiers to steal your cattle, take away your daughters and wives and use them as playthings, and steal excessive amounts of food in the name of taxes, causing your neighbors and young children to starve to death. You are the scum of the earth. am. “No, even saying it’s trash is a waste of money for that person.”

If he had taken the wives and daughters of his serfs and used them as concubines or maids and controlled his desires in a responsible manner, the phrase ‘using them as playthings’ would not have been included among those crimes.

However, for that damned lord, the only thing other people get when they get married in exchange for the right to vote is 1 silver, which is enough to buy about 5 kg of flour… If you eat

sparingly, you can buy enough food for a family of 4 for a year. If you receive a raise in gold and don’t pay the harsh tax of 1 gold, you are the one who takes the bride and steals her first night.

It is said that the new bride, who was to spend her first night there, was raped by the lord in a tyrannical way, and some of them eventually lost their senses. This is truly an indescribable piece of trash that cannot be expressed in words.

In the meantime, seeing that even wealth was extorted, it is not just trash…

‘You are a creature that should not exist.’ It would be more appropriate to say.

“Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor expressed his deep regret and regret that such a disturbing incident occurred in this territory. He personally commanded me to rule this territory well.”

Neither the emperor nor the crown prince have ever expressed regret by telling me to take good care of their territory.

So, strictly speaking, it could be said that the imperial order was forged, but the crown prince and the emperor are also supposed to use this place as a forward base in the future, but they will be sorry to hear that the state of the territory is only 5 minutes away from collapse.

So what I said is not necessarily wrong.

In addition, the wounded people who lost their families and food because of their former lord desperately need the attention of His Majesty the Emperor, who is higher than the heavenly lord…

What I said was not a lie, it was all the truth.

“And today, by order of His Majesty the Emperor, I, Peter Jaeger, will execute the 30 soldiers and non-commissioned officers who disturbed the territory. “Let each bailiff check the condition of his or her axe.”

Then, the executioners swung their axes in a loud motion on purpose for those who enjoyed the festival of harvesting the heads of fallen soldiers.

With each movement, the criminals shuddered and the serfs cheered wildly.

“You swing it well! Kill!!! ”

“Hit twice!”

Next, I took out the baton I received as a commemorative of my promotion to battalion commander from my waist, waved it, and said,

“Hit his head!”

At the same time, the soldiers in the role of executioners raised their axes high and then swung them down sharply to carry out the execution.

With a swooshing sound, the ax blades were dug into the necks of the soldiers eagerly participating in the crime, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, none of the soldiers lying on the scaffold lost their lives from a single blow of an axe.

The soldiers responsible for carrying out the execution ended up having to use the ax two or three more times.

Normally, when an execution is carried out and the ax is hit more than twice, the atmosphere becomes colder because the scene is crueler than expected, but…

“Suffer more, you bastards!”

“It’s a pity that your mother and father can’t see this!”

Because so many things had happened to them, everyone cheered enthusiastically at their gruesome deaths.

The soldiers under my command quickly cleaned up the corpses of the dead soldiers and the execution rack, and I went up to the platform that had just been used as the execution platform and spoke.

“The evil previous lord and the dishonorable officers who served as his subordinates will now be severely reprimanded and judged by His Majesty the Emperor, and the soldiers who had tormented you so much will be killed in front of you to avenge your resentment. In addition, instead of executing the 472 soldiers whose crimes were relatively light, we will use them as criminal slaves for a set period of time depending on the severity of their crimes to help rebuild the village.”

In my heart, I wanted to kill about 100 more of the 472 people, including those who misbehaved with the villagers, stole a lot of money and food, or embezzled taxes and forced the serfs to play military games by using their position as crazy soldiers.

Even if everything goes well after investing all my money and knowledge, it would be extremely difficult to rebuild the territory into a habitable base in two years where people can store and manage the supplies needed for the war.

In this situation, it is better to spend even the marrow of my territory on the development of my territory for the sake of the stability of my territory, rather than killing things that are difficult to kill because their sins are vague.

Instead, since the residents of the territory may be dissatisfied with the fact that the ‘criminal slaves’ are alive, the soldiers supervising them should be ordered like this.

‘Dress them in clothes that look like straw and make them do hard labor with chains and weights attached to them.’ That is.

The complaints of the residents will naturally subside if they see them eating poor quality meals and doing the labor they are supposed to do in painful conditions.

Because it would be nice to see criminals die by having their heads cut off in one blow, but watching them suffer continuously would be quite a heartbreaking experience.

“Furthermore, in recognition of your unfair exploitation up to this point, I, Peter Yeager, will lend each family a cow and grant them 200 kilos of wheat next month.”

Everyone cheered and jumped up and down, embracing the people next to them, as if the serfs’ lifelong dream of being able to use one cow per household and providing food to those starving to death had really hit home.

I looked at them and said,

“In addition, considering the fact that it was difficult for you to make a living due to the previous lord’s viciousness, I will pay reasonable food if you work for me during periods when farming is slow, such as winter or early spring. If you work consistently for 5 years during this period, the lent cow will also be given to the house. Working in the winter may not be easy, but if you follow my instructions… no one will starve to death this year. Trust me, Peter Yeager.”

If he had gathered the people together in normal times and made a speech like this, the serfs would have really said, ‘Alphano?’ It must have been consistent with that attitude.

Everyone enthusiastically accepted the message and praised it, perhaps in a state of excitement as they witnessed the harsh punishment of corrupt soldiers before their eyes.

“Long live my lord!”

“Thank you for giving us cattle and grain!”

“We lived, we lived!”

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