In the open space on the left side of the camp, seven tightly tied bandits knelt on the ground in a row, including the dejected bandit leader. Some of the bandits were uninjured, but some of the severely wounded bandits were still bleeding heavily from their wounds and moaning feebly.
Jack the Axe, who was tied up, was weak. The large amount of blood flowing out of his abdomen had already turned his lips blue, and it looked like he was not going to die soon. But his vicious eyes were always fixed on Simon.
In the open space, the battlefield has been cleaned, and all the loot has been piled in the center of the camp, waiting for little Klein to bring a carriage to transport it away.
At this time, Simon pulled out a few pale and trembling guys from the recruits and asked them to stand in front of these bandits.
Han En was also found out.
This young man who had previously been so high-spirited that he thought old Bauch was a coward was now so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs were slightly swaying, and his hands were constantly trembling.
Looking at the bandit kneeling in front of him, he already realized what he would be asked to do next.
"Master, please forgive me! I, I'm just a poor man who was forced to join the gang!" A young bandit kneeling in front of Han En begged with a sad face.
"My dear God!" Looking at the young bandit in front of him who was so frightened that he stuttered and trembled when he spoke, Hann couldn't help but take off the dirty and smelly turban on his head and wiped his head and face. Constant sweating.
"These selected recruits were either squatting in the front row holding shields on the battlefield and not killing anyone when charging from behind. Or they were in the back row who were so frightened that they didn't even stab their spears, or they stabbed the air in the air." Simon looked at These six young recruits were a little annoyed, or in other words, they hated the iron.
Han En and the other five recruits lowered their heads deeply.
They could feel the burning gazes of the other recruits behind them. Han even lowered his head when he heard old Bauch's soft sneer.
"What? Before, everyone thought that they could kill ten people with one person, but why are they like this now?" The fat man looked at these young people who lowered their heads and said nothing, and sneered.
"You guys, go get six two-handed axes from the trophy pile over there." The fat man pointed to the two recruits who were gloating and watching the show.
Among the axes seized, rather than being said to be a two-handed axe, it was actually more like the kind of logging ax that a woodcutter would use to chop trees and wood. The only two-handed hook-blade battle ax used by Jack Longaxe is truly a battle axe.
"I, Simon von Dorsten, the lord of the village of Verde, hereby declare your crimes," Simon stood in front of everyone and said loudly, "You evil bastards, complete scum, are everywhere. Robbery, kidnapping, murder, and rape have brought endless pain and fear to travelers and villagers in this area."
Everyone was silent.
At this time, a timid bandit who was kneeling on the ground suddenly cried loudly, looking very miserable.
"According to the original customs, I should sentence you to death by hanging or being charioted. But there are neither gallows nor enough horses in my territory, so I can only let the soldiers use axes to execute you." Simon continued. .
Simon had jurisdiction within his own domain. Simon had every right to judge these bandits captured in his own territory.
"Old Bauch, Old Martin, you two come over and help hold them down." The fat man waved.
The two old guys walked out of the queue with expressionless faces, kicked the first bandit from the left to the ground, then stepped on the bandit's back with their feet, and one of them took one of his hands and dragged him back. .
Han En looked at the young bandit in front of him who raised his head with difficulty and looked at him with a pair of desperate blue eyes. His face was mixed with tears and mud, but he could not lift the hand holding the two-handed axe.
"Hey, why are you standing there? Are you scared?" Old Bao He, who was escorting the bandit, sneered and raised his head, looking at the trembling Han En in front of him.
"What's going on!?" The fat man walked to Han's side with a gloomy face.
"Master, he, he... I just can't do it. I don't want to become a murderer with blood on my hands!" Han En almost cried.
"What the hell are you talking about here!" The fat man kicked Han En's butt angrily, "What kind of murderer? He is a gangster who does all kinds of evil. He robs, he kills, he rapes, and he deserves to die! The lords are all They have been sentenced, you are just a righteous executioner, what do you have to fear?"
Fatty also knew that if these cowardly recruits did not take this opportunity to see some blood, they would probably abandon their battle formation and run away when they encountered even more terrifying and bloodthirsty Viking warriors in the future.
"I'll count three times. When I count to one, I don't care what you are thinking. This guy who deserves it must have his head on the ground." The fat man said viciously and walked behind old Baoch.
"three!"
Han En walked to the bandit's side from the front and raised the ax with both hands with difficulty.
"Please, help me! I still have a pair of elderly parents who need me to take care of me. I just went astray due to confusion. I beg you, give me another chance!" The young bandit looked at Han En , crying and begging for mercy.
"two!"
Han's mind went blank and he raised the ax in both hands above his head.
"God, please forgive me. This was not my original intention. I am executing justice now!" Han En kept muttering silently.
The young bandit looked at the dazzling sunlight shining on the sharp ax blade, and was so frightened that he could not speak.
"one!"
"Ahhh!"
The bandit who was kneeling on the ground already knew the final fate that he was unable to change, and screamed loudly in despair.
"ah!"
Han En also shouted, trying to dispel the extreme fear in his heart.
"Pfft"
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Old Baoch walked to the tree, not caring that Han En, who was sitting in front of the tree, was covered in blood, and there was a pool of vomit exuding an unpleasant smell in front of him. He sat down next to Han En.
"How do you feel?" Old Bauch winked and approached Han En, looking at him with a smile.
Han En did not speak, but stared blankly at the headless body of the young bandit not far away.
"I think I can tell you now how I felt at that time," old Bauch chuckled, thinking back to Lorraine many years ago. "That was when I was young and went to the battlefield for the first time. The reason for the war between the two lords was very Interestingly, it’s actually about the ownership of a large hive at the junction of their territories.”
"But I think the beehive is just a pretext. My Lord wants to capture the lord of the neighboring village and plunder his property. In this way, the spoils harvested in the war and the ransom paid by their family are far more valuable than the honey produced by the beehive. Much more." Old Bauch stroked his beard, "Just like that, I followed the lord to the battlefield in the cold mud moon with a broken pitchfork and thin clothes."
Han En said nothing, just looked at the old Baoch who was talking eloquently in front of him quietly.
"It was really bitterly cold that day. I held the frozen pitchfork and breathed into my hands, watching the two lords riding on their tall horses, saluting and talking to each other. After a while, they each returned to the battle formation, and the battle began. It has officially begun." Old Bauch frowned, as if he was experiencing that memory personally.
"To be honest, I was extremely scared at the time. Looking at the peasants and soldiers rushing towards me, I wanted to turn around and run away. But I was in the front row, and the people behind me were pushing me, and there was no way out but to move forward," said Lao Bao. He closed his eyes, "At this time, I looked at the enemies who were not far away and roared crazily. The expressions on their faces told me that they were not joking and were really going to kill me."
"God, if I encounter such a scene, I might be so scared that I collapse to the ground." Hann thought to himself.
"I had no choice but to live. I don't know where I got the courage at that time, so I picked up the pitchfork and stabbed it hard. When I came to my senses again, there was a young man in front of me holding the throat that I stabbed, helpless and unwilling. Look at me." Old Bauch shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. "I was so weak that I almost peeed out of fear. If it hadn't been for this damn war, maybe that young man from the neighboring village would have become my friend. Instead of being stabbed to death by me."
At this time, little Klein led the pack horse and trailer back to the camp.
Old Bauch stood up, patted Han's shoulder, and walked towards the recruits who were carrying trophies to the trailer not far away.
While Han En was still sitting under the tree, something quietly and subtly changed in his heart.
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"Master, what should I do with the heads of these bandits?" The fat man looked at the seven heads piled on the ground.
Among them, Jack Longaxe’s head has the most ferocious expression. He never thought that he would be decapitated by the battle ax that accompanied him day and night.
"Make seven sharp wooden stakes, stick the heads of these gangsters on them, and then stick them on the road leading into the village from the border of the village." Simon thought for a while. Although it was a bit scary, at least this way, at least during this period, no more people would be allowed in the territory. Bandits and robbers came to camp and plunder.
There are three road entrances to the village of Verde.
A dirt road was built along the winding Rhine River, running through the entire Feld Village Knights from north to south. One road runs from east to west and intersects with the north-south road on the Rhine River, forming a T-intersection. On the edge of the T-intersection is the village of Verde.
Going north from the village of Verde is the economically developed Principality of Friesland. Going south is Berg County, where Earl Berg is located. Going east is the village of Hinkse and Dorstenberg. If you cross the Rhine River to the west, you will reach the territory of Count Lowen in the Principality of Upper Lorraine.
"Sir, the trophies and the bodies of the two brothers have been loaded into the car!" A recruit wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Simon.
"Very good, let's set off." Simon looked at the beautiful sunset, as if it was the charming smile shown to him by the goddess of victory.
