Chapter 881 Cause and Effect (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
Killing nobles, especially massacres of nobles on a large scale in a non-battlefield environment, is almost unimaginable in a world like the social environment of the European Middle Ages.
Because the privileges of the aristocratic class are based on all-round monopoly control from economy to politics, to force and spirit.
The economy is manifested in the complete possession of land, the most important means of production in the non-industrial era, and the strong personal dependence of tenant farmers, serfs and servants on their aristocrats under the manorial economic system.
Even transportation channels such as roads and bridges are also owned by the nobles.
Caravans must pay valuable tolls when passing through noble territories.
In many noble territories located at transportation hubs, the economic benefits that a bridge or a dock can generate may account for a staggering proportion of income.
Politics has achieved this. If a person does not have aristocratic blood, he can basically say goodbye to power in this life.
Although the church system of the King's Hall and soldiers with outstanding military talents have a very low probability of crossing the class, their upward path has a very obvious upper limit and ceiling.
In other words, although civilians have a very small chance of becoming a member of the ruling class, they are at most the level of a middle- and lower-level bureaucrat.
As for the interest groups that dominate the upper echelons, they are without exception the nobles and their heirs.
Especially those second, third, and fourth sons who were unable to inherit titles and territories due to the education and strict training they received since childhood.
Coupled with the additional bonuses brought by aristocratic blood, they are often more likely to be favored by kings and other nobles than commoners, and then they can be canonized as knights for their military exploits.
Even the bishops, archbishops, and religious knights of the French King's Hall are basically the exclusive domain of nobles.
In terms of spirituality, the idea of "divine right of kings" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for hundreds of years. Everyone believes that nobles are naturally superior to others. This is determined by God, so no matter how much anger and dissatisfaction there is I can only endure it.
Even if an uprising broke out among peasants who could no longer survive in some places, no one would dare to shout out words such as "Princes and generals would rather have their own kind" and raise a banner to overthrow a country's political power and reshuffle it.
Most of them just grab some food and treasure, and then try to use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the noble army that comes to encircle and suppress them after winning a few battles.
The end result was basically massacred without mercy.
After all, all feudal nobles are essentially semi-independent warlords, and force is the foundation for them to maintain their rule.
It can even be said that war is the privilege of the aristocracy, and it is a way for them to redistribute interests internally. Civilians are not even qualified to participate.
To sum up, anyone who dares to blatantly massacre nobles is unlikely to end well, and will 100% be besieged by other nobles.
So when Zuo Si killed all the nobles who came to attend the wedding, the entire castle was shocked from top to bottom.
Because everything happened so fast that the castle steward and the captain of the guard had no time to dissuade him.
The servants were so frightened that they even slumped on the ground as if they saw the end of the world coming.
Because this is not a simple killing, but a breaking of the sacred and inviolable iron rules of the nobility, and a declaration of war on the forbidden area that has lasted for hundreds of years.
The look in his eyes that completely ignored authority and wanted to subvert everything made these mortals who were completely controlled and enslaved from mind to body feel deep fear.
After all, all living things, including humans, are instinctively unwilling to step out of their comfort zone, and they do not like drastic turbulence and changes in the surrounding environment.
Especially those who are qualified to live in the castle, even slaves, think that they are superior to the common people outside, so they are often staunch defenders of aristocratic rule.
But before these people could recover from the shock, Zuo Si issued an order that made them explode even more.
That is to gather the army to launch a war and attack all the noble territories that just died.
"Sir...Sir, I must remind you that even if we mobilize urgently, we can only recruit no more than 1,500 troops from the territory, and the nobles you killed can gather more than 10,000 troops together. Army."
Bertrand, the castle steward, reminded with a slightly trembling voice.
As someone who had served Viscount Lister Roald, he originally thought that he had seen the "big world".
Whether it is the former's status as an apostle or the monster offspring he gave birth to with Naberal, it is enough to leave a lifelong psychological shadow on most normal people.
But he not only survived, but also won the trust of Viscount Lister Roald, and was neither alienated nor killed.
He even secretly helped this terrible master see many shady things.
But all of these combined are not as good as the madness Zuo Si is showing now.
Because even if Viscount Lister Roald became an apostle, his thoughts and behavior patterns would still be those of a nobleman.
Zuo Si, on the other hand, turned over the table without saying a word, exuding a kind of contempt and disdain for the aristocratic class of this continent from the bottom of his heart.
The nobles on earth who died miserably are living examples.
Especially the terrifying swordsmanship, which even the best knight's plate armor could not withstand. More than fifty knights and more than three hundred retinues were killed with ease.
These people were all brought by the nobles who came to attend the wedding. They were all the best among the best, enough to deal with a small war.
But now they were all massacred by one person within a few minutes.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Bertrand, the castle butler, couldn't believe that personal force could reach such an exaggerated level.
The most important thing is that Zuo Si holds the signet ring of the Roald family on his hand, and he has also legitimately and legally obtained the right to dominate the family through his marriage to Miss Mana.
So now he is theoretically the head of this family, the new generation of Viscount Roald. No one in the entire castle can raise any questions, let alone defy his orders.
After all, whether it was the killing of apostles and lions, or the killing of nobles and their accompanying guards and servants, it showed that the new master was a ruthless character.
“Take all the money in the treasury and go to the town to recruit mercenaries and young adults. Recruit as many as you can.
In addition, if I guessed correctly, Liszt ·Viscount Roald has been preparing for war these years, right?
He also used all the weapons and armor he had accumulated to arm these recruited soldiers.
I'll give you four hours, and after four hours I'll see an army ready to go.
Do you understand? "
Zuo Si stared into the eyes of the castle steward and gave an unquestionable order directly.
As long as the other party dared to say a word or hesitate at all, he would directly choose to kill immediately. Wei.
As a person who has a deep understanding of the operation of power, he knows very well that when he first takes office and does not have his own confidants, any questioner below will cause his own prestige to decline, so he must not be soft. .
Bertrand obviously noticed the warning in his eyes, and could only nod his head bravely: "Understood! I guarantee that you will have a sufficient and well-equipped legion in four hours."
"Very good! Remember, as long as you are willing to follow me and work hard, I will give you everything you want. Whether it is wealth, status, money, or a real noble title."
Zuo Si's face showed Showing satisfaction, he raised his left arm and patted the butler's shoulder gently to show encouragement.
"What? Noble title!"
Bertrand suddenly raised his head with an expression of shock and disbelief.
Because the only person who can ennoble a noble in this country is the king, and the royal family, which is ostracized by big nobles such as dukes, will not grant a title to a person who is born as a commoner and does not have any aristocratic blood.
Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Don't be so surprised.
You have to understand that in this land full of chaos and war, power is violence.
As long as I have the most powerful force, so no matter whether they are nobles or royals, they must kneel on the ground and surrender.
Otherwise, I will run over and sweep them into the garbage dump of history.
Nobles are human beings and can be fooled and killed. Their blood has no sanctity at all.
So when I won the war, I naturally became qualified to redistribute land and power.
Those who are willing to follow me to complete this great undertaking will all receive generous rewards. "
"You...you want to build a country of your own? ”
Bertrand finally realized how big Zuo Si’s appetite and ambition was, and his mouth opened in disbelief.
"Hahahaha!
No, just one country cannot satisfy me.
You must have heard that there was an overlord who conquered the continent a thousand years ago - Garcelik, right?< br>
He is what I want to imitate
And I will do better than him..."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and openly told these people who had lived in the shadow of Viscount Lister Roald his plan.
Because if you want to establish more causal connections, you must let yourself care about and have more people or things you care about.
So there is nothing better to integrate into the web of destiny woven by the God of the Abyss than to build a huge empire.
To a certain extent, Zuo Si felt that he and Griffith actually had many similarities.
For example, the desire for control and possessiveness that is different from ordinary people.
The reason why he can have a causal connection with the noble lady Mana is not the love that many people imagine, but that he regards it as something that belongs to him, a manifestation of very pure possessiveness.
So the God of the Abyss’s definition of sacrifice is actually quite broad.
Whether it is positive emotions such as family, friendship, love, care, and protection, or neutral or even slightly negative emotions such as desire to conquer, control, and possessiveness, there can be a causal connection.
Once a causal connection is established, it can become a sacrifice in the demon ascending ceremony.
So Boyd’s sacrifice was the capital of the entire empire, and Griffith was the entire Eagle Regiment.
To say that they were on good terms with every one of these sacrifices is absolute nonsense.
No matter how much the former has feelings for the residents of the imperial capital, it is impossible to know everyone;
The latter even uses the Eagle Group as a tool, and even deliberately let them go during the war. Some of them went to death just to win one victory after another.
This means that the law of cause and effect is actually just a strong emotion and attitude, and it is very likely to be two-way.
That is, the person who activates Behelet to sacrifice must have certain feelings for the sacrifice, and the person being sacrificed must also have strong feelings for the former.
There is no doubt that as soon as Zuo Si announced in public that he would follow the example of Overlord Garcelik and conquer the entire continent, the first reaction of the people in the castle was that he was a madman, and he was the craziest type. Everyone was worried about his unreasonableness. The actual huge ambition was buried with him.
But when these people saw the nobles, knights, retinues, and the lions created by the apostles on the ground, they all fell into silence.
In this continent, which is still in the initial stage of transition from cold weapons to hot weapons, it seems that it is not impossible to achieve great achievements with such terrifying personal force.
After all, the current war is originally a showdown between the elite and the elite.
When the elite who are the ballast stone on the battlefield are defeated, then the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers who make up the numbers will naturally collapse accordingly.
After experiencing a brief psychological struggle, Bertrand, the castle butler, still put his hand on his chest and bowed, then turned around and led a group of people in a carriage and rushed towards the town.
Obviously, he chose to obey the order and recruit people.
You must know that in the feudal era, few nobles could afford to maintain a standing professional army of hundreds or even thousands of people for a long time.
In many cases, there are only a few dozen or even ten or twenty guards stationed in the castle.
The rest are recruited from within their own territory when fighting, or they directly pay mercenaries to have them work for them.
This is why mercenaries rose rapidly in the era of frequent wars in the late Middle Ages. There was even a strange situation where whoever had more mercenaries on hand could win the war.
After the team led by Bertrand disappeared on the forest path, the guard captain took a deep breath and reminded: "Sir, those temporarily recruited mercenaries and civilians have no chance of being trained before they undergo rigorous training. There is no way to fight a tough battle.
Once they encounter setbacks and casualties, they will flee like a herd of frightened deer.
Especially when attacking a well-defended military fortress like a castle. It is difficult to make any progress in a short period of time
And failure to attack for a long time is often fatal to morale.
If someone attacks from behind again, we will definitely face a disastrous defeat. "
"Haha, don't worry, I don't expect them to fight hard. What's more, the castle is far from as strong as you think. I have many ways to pry open its hard shell. ”
After that, Zuo Si ignored anyone and went straight to the warehouse in the castle dedicated to storing weapons, and retrieved his armor and two big swords.
Not only that!
He also released sparkling oil to transform all the stones piled here into incredibly powerful gunpowder, then stuffed them into iron barrels, sealed them, and inserted the fuses.
Obviously, this is the secret weapon used against the castle.
After all, gunpowder and cannons have already appeared in this world, but they have not been popularized yet, so the use of gunpowder will not arouse too much suspicion.
In addition, given the blast resistance of most castle gates, you only need to dig out and bury one or two barrels to blow them up effortlessly.
As for the firearms and cannons, Zuo Si is not in a hurry to take them out too early. Instead, he plans to wait until the country is completely conquered before recruiting craftsmen to slowly study it, and finally completely open the gunpowder era to give some to the nobles and feudal lords. A small shock.
As a person who has a relatively good understanding of history, he knows how the unbreakable aristocratic system and feudal system in Europe were torn apart by gunpowder, so he plans to replicate this process.
When those aristocratic knights who ride tall horses, wear almost invulnerable body armor, have been rigorously trained since childhood and have kept up with nutrition, can be easily penetrated and killed by musket projectiles in the hands of thin civilians, the foundation of the rule of the feudal aristocracy - force Nature ceases to exist.
Whether they like it or not, they will be forced to make changes.
Once this change begins, it will form a rolling torrent of the times, and any interest group that tries to stand in the way will be crushed mercilessly.
Time flies, four hours passed in a flash.
When the castle steward Bertrand came back, he brought more than 5,000 people with him.
And from a quantitative point of view, it was equivalent to an extreme explosion of troops in the territory around the castle, and the young and middle-aged labor force was almost exhausted.
Although there are only more than 300 professional mercenaries inside, the rest are farmers who do not even have the lowest level of armor and shields, and only have a pitchfork.
It is estimated that in addition to killing demon hunters, the damage to armored units is basically zero.
The reason why they appear here is entirely because of the commission, which is more than the income from farming, and the potential plundering opportunities in the war.
Yes, you read that right, plundering.
To be precise, war and plunder are originally twins. The first civil war between humans will most likely break out for the purpose of plundering certain resources.
Although civilians would definitely not dare to rob castles, manors and other noble properties, they could rob merchants and civilians like them.
In this low-productivity society, large amounts of wealth can be obtained in a short period of time only through plunder.
This is why everyone knows that being a mercenary is a knife-edge licking blood. After today, you still don’t know if there will be a tomorrow, but there are still a steady stream of people joining it.
Because being a mercenary can really make a fortune. You don't have to work as hard as the miserable farmers, but even filling yourself and your family's stomach is a luxury. At least you can have wine and meat while you are alive.
If you are lucky, you can catch a few pretty women to vent your animal desires.
So rather than saying this is an army, it is more appropriate to say it is a group of greedy bandits.
But this is exactly the result that the leftists want.
He needs to give these civilians a taste of the sweetness through war and plunder, so that they can see with their own eyes the fragility of the nobles hidden under the glamorous appearance.
In the end, a new vested interest group that obeys its own orders will be established, and then based on this, it will continue to develop and grow to form a new ruling class.
In other words, the essence of this war is a screening process.
Those selected people will receive key training and promotion, and gradually develop a close causal connection with Zuo Si.
In this way, this group of rabble was simply reorganized. To be precise, the educated and trained guards in the castle were inserted as officers to form an organizational structure, and then the weapons and armor were Distribute it, take another week's food supplies, and then set off in a mighty way.
About two days later, the army arrived at the first nearby castle.
Since there were no signs of war before, and the noble lords went to attend the wedding and did not return, the castle was not prepared for war at all, and there was no time to mobilize.
Although the gate was sealed as soon as the enemy was detected and prepared to defend, the total number of soldiers and male servants was less than 200. Just looking at the army of 5,000 people outside the city will make you feel scalped. tingling.
The only good thing is that this castle is also built on a mountain. The terrain is very dangerous, and it can be defended as long as the only entrance and exit are blocked.
"Sir, do you want to try to attack immediately?"
The guard captain stared at the steep mountain road and asked in an uncertain tone.
“No need to try, just ask a few strong people to bring shovels and carry two iron buckets and follow me.”
After saying these words, Zuo Si, who was wearing heavy armor and carrying two door-panel swords, walked straight along the hillside towards the location of the castle.
His move undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention instantly.
Especially the ballistae and catapults located on the castle immediately adjusted their direction to aim at this guy who was suspected of being a noble knight. The soldiers in his own camp were also shocked by Zuo Si's arrogance and boldness.
After all, no armor can withstand heavy long-range weapons such as slingers and ballistae.
What's more, there are at least thirty shooters armed with crossbows on the city wall.
"Damn it! You guys! Bring a shovel, a shield and two iron buckets and come with me! Move quickly!"
The guard captain did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately shouted Sixty people formed a dense shield formation and chased after him.
As the only male in the Roald family, he did not dare to think about the consequences if Zuo Si had any shortcomings.
“Shoot!!!”
When a group of people entered the attack range of the castle's arrow tower, the middle-aged man on the wall who was responsible for commanding the defense immediately waved his sword and gave instructions.
In an instant!
All the slings, ballistae and crossbow bolts fell like raindrops.
Especially the stones thrown into the air by the catapult and falling rapidly. Every time they hit it, there will be a violent vibration, which makes all those involved in the attack involuntarily feel fear.
Although they know very well that the hit rate of this thing is not high, once it is hit, it is basically hopeless.
In addition, the heavy arrows fired by the ballista also have terrifying penetrating power, and can often penetrate people and shields on the spot with one blow.
Once there is a gap in the shield wall, the crossbow arrows can kill them one by one on the charging road.
So attacking a city, especially a stronghold with astonishing defense like a castle, has never been an easy task.
Often a castle with two to three hundred defenders can withstand a siege of thousands or even tens of thousands of people for weeks or even months.
"My lord! Be careful!"
Seeing a heavy arrow shot from a crossbow heading straight for Zuo Si, the guard captain immediately let out a loud and nervous cry.
But what he never expected was that Zuo Sifei did not choose to dodge, but instead pulled out a doorknob sword and stood it up directly in front of him.
The next second...
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the wooden arrow shaft of the heavy arrow turned into countless debris and flew everywhere after the impact. Even the iron arrowhead deformed on the spot, spinning and flying to the side, hitting the target Golden sparks splashed on the stone.
But Zuo Si was only pushed back half a step by the huge force.
"This...how is this possible!"
The enemy commander on the city wall was dumbfounded.
You must know that it is a heavy arrow shot by a bed crossbow, a defensive weapon that can penetrate several heavily armored targets and kill them instantly.
But now he was actually blocked by a man with the weapon in his hand.
This simply subverted his understanding of human beings.
"Keep going! Don't worry about those ballistas and catapults! I will attack you all now!"
Zuo Si pulled out the sword inserted into the ground and continued to move forward.
There is no doubt that his actions just now instantly won the trust of his own soldiers, and also boosted the morale of the originally frightened mercenaries and militiamen.
After all, their lords are so powerful and take the lead, so what reason do they have for not fighting tooth and nail?
As long as you can get in, you will have everything you need, including wealth, women, food and wine.
Even if the lord takes away most of it, the rest will be enough to make him a huge fortune.
So with the cheers and roars all day long, the team that had previously formed a shield formation and advanced slowly suddenly burst out with amazing subjective initiative.
A mercenary captain even directly ordered his men to lay their shields flat, and several people ran forward carrying the gunpowder barrel.
Just when they were mentally prepared to be shot by a crossbow, they were surprised to find that Zuo Si actually waved the two door panel swords in his hands to really block all long-range attacks.
Whether it was the heavy arrows fired by the crossbow or the equally deadly crossbow arrows, even a stone weighing tens of kilograms had its direction changed by the tilt angle of the sword.
"Long live the lord! Charge! As long as you reach the city gate, you will be victorious!"
The captain of the guard felt that the blood belonging to the warrior in his body began to boil, and his eyes showed infinite admiration. With worship.
After all, which man would not want to follow and loyal to such a strong man to achieve immortal achievements.
With the morale of almost reporting, a group of rabble walked through the death passage and came to the city gate.
"Dig a hole! Dig a hole quickly! Right here! Then bury the two iron buckets in it!"
"Damn! Don't rush! Let me take a breath!"
" Are you still breathing? Didn’t you see that the bastards on the wall were hitting us with stones and rolling logs? "Ha! What are you afraid of? With the wise and powerful lord here, they can’t hurt us at all." ! ”
“Okay! Stop talking nonsense here! ”
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As they laughed and cursed for the rest of their lives, the soldiers, who were almost exhausted from exhaustion, began to dig the soil under the city gate and stuffed two explosive barrels in as ordered.
After doing all this, they immediately turned around and ran back.
A few unlucky guys tripped over rocks because they were running too fast. They rolled down the hillside and suffered serious injuries. Some even got their heads knocked by sharp rocks. He died on the spot.
But no one showed sadness about this. Instead, everyone was beaming with joy.
Because a castle like this is easy to defend and difficult to attack, usually the first wave of people who rush up will never come back.
And now they have only killed a few careless idiots, so they have made a lot of money.
But what puzzled everyone was that Zuo Si did not retreat too far after lighting the fuse, but directly stuck two swords in front of him and waited for the explosion.
"No! They buried gunpowder under the city gate! Water! Bring water!"
The commander on the city wall obviously noticed the two sizzling noises under the city gate. What is this thing? The whole person was instantly frightened out of his wits.
After all, gunpowder may not be something that low-level commoners have seen much, but as a knight loyal to a noble lord, he knows everything about it.
With the amount of explosives in those two iron barrels, it can definitely blow the fragile city gate and even the walls on both sides into the sky on the spot.
But unfortunately, he found it a little too late.
Before the soldiers who ran down could lift the bucket, the fuse on the iron bucket had already burned out.
In a blink of an eye!
Dazzling firelight and deafening loud noises resounded through the sky.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
The violent shaking made everyone around them unsteady.
Especially the people on the castle wall staggered around, and one person lost his footing and fell from a height and was injured or died.
As for the city gate...
Now there is only a huge gap left, and the walls on both sides have collapsed. Even if the soldiers standing nearby were not killed on the spot, they are now buried alive under the rubble.
"Oh my god! Is this the power of gunpowder?"
The captain of the guard got up from the ground and shook the dust off his body, his mouth wide open in shock.
The mercenary next to him had eyes flashing with excitement, grinning wildly and laughing wildly: "Hahahaha! Great! Great! With this thing, what else is there? Can the castle and the city stop us? Come on, brothers! Kill everyone who dares to resist! >
"Grab money! Steal food! Steal women!"
"Damn! Wait for me! I have never tasted the taste of a noble maid in my life!"
"Remember to take the most Leave the beautiful ones to the lord!"
"Go away! The lord has Miss Mana to look down on those civilians."
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Accompanied by all kinds of obscene words and curses, this rabble rushed towards the gap created by the blast.
Some enemy soldiers struggled to get up and tried to resist, but the aftereffects of the violent explosion made them slow to react and even unable to maintain their balance. They were killed by enemies who were far more numerous than themselves.
Many unarmored farmers were even more unceremonious. They took off the armor of the dead and put it on themselves. The pitchforks in their hands were also randomly discarded on the ground and replaced with swords, spears, axes and other more modern ones. Good weapons.
This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.
This soldier who has completely unleashed his violent attributes basically kills men when he sees them, and throws them to the ground and violates women when he sees them.
Even if he occasionally encounters a tough opponent and is counterattacked, he will not be afraid at all. Instead, he will quickly summon his accomplices to launch a righteous group fight.
Suddenly the entire castle was filled with the screams of men before they died, as well as the pleading and crying of women.
Zuo Si did not join in. He just stood at the entrance and admired the scene with interest.
"Sir, are you sure you don't want to stop them from running amok? If this continues, I'm afraid not many people in the entire castle will survive."
While saying this, the guards His long eyes were full of naked and undisguised contempt and disgust.
But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, there is no need.
Because all the soldiers and servants in the castle have a very strong personal dependence on the noble lords here, their loyalty is almost impossible
Rather than leaving it as a huge hidden danger, it would be better to clean it all up with the help of soldiers
What's more, I'm not here to accompany the local nobles to complete the war game. They must be uprooted and eradicated completely.
Only in this way can the rule become stable instead of causing rebellions every now and then. ”
"But without nobles, how are you going to rule an increasingly large territory?"
An expression of doubt and confusion appeared on the guard captain's face.
After all, there are not many people who are literate and know how to manage in this world. Apart from the aristocracy, only the church of the King's Hall can cultivate a large number of talents in this field.
“It’s very simple, I can use the merchants and craftsmen among the citizen class.
They have also received education, although it may not be much, but with a little training they can make do. .
And I plan to distribute land to tenant farmers and serfs in exchange for joining the army as soldiers and being loyal to me.
These people will be the main force in the army in the future and must accept strict training and discipline.
I will promote the best among them to become officers, and then transform them from soldiers into administrative officials when necessary.
In this way, I can put aside the original aristocratic system and build a ruling framework of my own, a country composed of military officers, merchants, craftsmen, and property-owning free citizens.
How about it? Isn’t this a great idea? ”
Zuo Si pursed his lips and stared at the other person with a slightly playful look.
The captain of the guard was silent for a moment, and finally sighed with a wry smile: "It is indeed great.
Your wisdom and talent are beyond my reach.
I can't believe why you are Making such an astonishing move was not due to madness or arrogance. He had already thought about how to realize his ambition from the beginning.
Especially the distribution of land to tenant farmers and serfs. It will definitely win their heartfelt gratitude
At that time, this largest group will become the foundation of your rule, and at the same time, it can shake the nobility's rule over the territory.
Because there is no tenant farmer or serf who does not desire to own a piece of land of his own.
So they will worship you, support you, respond to you, and be willing to provide any intelligence your army needs.
In order to prevent this from happening, the nobles will definitely become more and more harsh on tenant farmers and serfs, further intensifying conflicts.
If you add gunpowder as a siege weapon, you may be able to conquer this country in a short time.
Those short-sighted nobles are no match for you. ”
When saying these words, the guard captain’s tone was full of sincerity and respect.
He has realized that this man who has become his monarch is definitely capable of doing something earth-shattering. Cause.
Just when the guard captain wanted to ask which noble's territory should be attacked next, several mercenaries suddenly pushed a lady wearing a gorgeous red dress, two boys, and a girl. Walked out of the room
The captain shouted in an almost showy tone: "My lord! We caught the Countess and his three children. They tried to escape through the secret passage under the castle, but we found and caught them. ”
"Good job!"
A look of satisfaction appeared on Zuo Si's face.
This means that he can eradicate all the direct bloodlines of this family at once and eliminate the unstable factors to the greatest extent.
"Do you need us to pack this lady and young lady up to the room upstairs for you to enjoy?"
The mercenary captain showed a lewd and flattering smile.
In his opinion, only Zuo Si, as a lord, was entitled to enjoy such wonderful trophies.
But Zuo Si waved his hand indifferently: "I am not interested in this kind of woman with an empty head and only a beautiful body. Just keep it for yourself and enjoy it. Remember to deal with it after you have had enough. I I don’t want any blood from this family to escape, do you understand?”
“Of course! You are simply the most generous and greatest lord I have ever encountered in my life! We vow to follow your footsteps forever, To the end of the world.”
The mercenary captain took the lead and kneeled down to make a solemn statement.
Not only him, but also the other mercenaries around him who heard these words.
After all, noble lords on this continent who are powerful, generous, and willing to take the lead on the battlefield are simply too rare.
When you finally meet someone, of course you have to hug the other person’s thigh.
“No!
You can’t leave us to these dirty and despicable mercenaries!
We are nobles!
I ask you to provide the treatment that nobles deserve!
My father would surely be willing to pay a high ransom for me and my children. "
The noble lady was obviously frightened and shouted at Zuo Si, her whole body trembling with fear.
She undoubtedly knew that she had fallen into the hands of these mercenaries. What a miserable ending it will be.
“Sorry, ma’am, I’m not interested in ransom. ”
Zuo Si refused very simply, and at the same time he did not forget to tell other people in the courtyard: "I don't care what you want to do, but when you leave, you must kill everyone in the castle who is taller than the wheel."
< br>Higher than the wheel?
Everyone's eyes quickly turned to the carriage not far away, as if they wanted to remember this height.
But the next second Zuo Si kicked one of the wheels down and flattened it, and added with a creepy smile: "It's not an upright wheel, but a flat wheel. Now I declare the carnival begins. ! In addition to killing each other, whatever you want to do is allowed, but only within the castle."
With the last word blurted out, this group of ragtag troops instantly formed. Boiling.
The mercenary captain unceremoniously tore the lady's clothes and pushed her down to the blood-stained ground.
Several other mercenaries nearby also did the same thing to her three children, including the two handsome-looking boys.
Darkness, desire, evil, sin...
Zuo Si directly released the dark side of human nature and turned the entire castle into a complete purgatory on earth.
It is not difficult to see from the coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes that he had no intention of leaving even one living person behind from the beginning.
Just when the scene of the dancing demons reached its peak, a red Behelet appeared in the open space less than half a meter away from him.