In the eyes of most people, Vincent's decision cannot be considered cruel.

In this era when nobles can kill civilians without any responsibility, no one would think it unreasonable to execute rebels who attack the army according to law.

The only person who might feel a little confused about this move is the original teacher Wen himself.

But he also knew very well that he could not go back.

Regarding this result, most villagers did not feel hurt, but felt as relieved as if they had been granted amnesty.

This time only ten people died, which calmed the lord's anger.

The liberal believers who deceived the public with monstrous words and deceived the village lords that they would not attack them in the near future would not regret their death.

The village's tax revenue this year was handed over by the tax collector to his predecessor at the beginning of the year. Although it was not handed over to Vincent, he only canceled the tax exemption and did not re-levy it like others.

The village became a direct jurisdiction, and the lord appointed the village chief to manage the village and stipulate the amount of grain and gold coins collected. In fact, it was better than being exploited twice by nobles and tax collectors.

As for how to ensure that the villagers obey the management, Vincent has already made plans.

"All those who take the lead in resisting the lord and joining the cult will be punished. All money will be confiscated, and houses, livestock and tools will be distributed to the innocent poor people in the village. Anyone who swears loyalty to me to the death can become a candidate for village chief and be elected by the villagers.

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Once they heard that they could divide things, the originally fearful and resentful villagers became more honest.

Those who can take the lead in making trouble and joining cults are relatively wealthy and status people, and sharing their property can make other people's lives much easier.

After a simple election, the new village chief of the village was born.

"You are the new village chief." Vincent said to the newly elected village chief. "The village chief is a hard job. In addition to ensuring tax revenue, you also have to make the village rich. Your work will be very hard."

"Lord, it is my honor to be loyal to you. Even if I am tired and hungry, I will not let your taxes be reduced by a penny."

The trusted village chief is a sturdy middle-aged man. He seems to be a shrewd and courageous man. He looks like a veteran on the battlefield, and he is not timid in the face of demons.

The reason why he was chosen was not only because of the large number of people who supported him, but also because he had been imprisoned for his opposition since the emergence of the cultists.

"Don't worry, I will send you a deputy to make your job easier."

Vincent waved his hand, and five or six white undead floated from behind him and surrounded the new village chief.

Many people who had never seen a dead soul were so shocked that they collapsed on the ground. The village chief was also shocked.

"They were all once villagers who were killed by tax collectors and cultists. It seems that many of them are your acquaintances," Vincent said jokingly to the village chief, "Remember, there are ghosts three feet above your head. What do you do?"

Whether it is good or bad, they will tell me exactly."

There are not many people who have been unjustly killed in this village, which is one of the reasons why Vincent is so proud.

Recruiting local law enforcement representatives to monitor the situation in the village is a cost-effective method of governance for the demon clan.

"Whoever dares to rebel against the territory in the future, whoever dares to collude with the cult, and whoever dares to bully the weak can tell the law enforcement representatives appointed by me, and I will give you justice." Vincent said to all the villagers, "Next year, I will let the entire

The territory will all become rich, whether you die or become rich, it is your choice!"

Except for the family members of the deceased, no one seemed to be dissatisfied.

Whether they dare not or don't want to, Vincent doesn't care. At least they should have learned a lesson.

Tomorrow the church's resident priest will arrive, and businessmen will also visit. The village should soon be stable.

By the time the hanging rope rots, most people will forget what happened tonight.

After recapturing Taff Village, Vincent continued to march north without rest.

The demons are all nocturnal gods and are very energetic at night, which makes Niniya a little bit intolerable.

"Imitate Sadaka and Prani, how come they don't get sleepy?"

"Master, they don't have to rehearse during the day or attack the village. They are all sleeping in the car..."

"Don't blame the lord for your hard life! The show will start again soon. Just pray, I hope the vanguard can still leave you some work."

Vincent looked to the northeast, where would be the second target of the crusade - Dole Village.

There is a lot of flat land around Silver Dragon Castle, but further away there are mountainous areas with complex terrain.

Although there are not many people in mountainous rural areas and they are close to the capital, the terrain here gives the villagers confidence and makes them think they can gain an advantage in the ups and downs.

Regardless of whether you know the road, just walking on a bumpy road will cause the army to lose a lot of strength.

Since the departure was carried out with great fanfare and a military parade was held in the city, the news of Vincent's departure could not be concealed at all.

Although the skeleton army will not tire, it is not fast, and the lord has no cavalry, so the marching speed is really not as fast as the locals who are agile and familiar with the terrain.

Under normal circumstances, even if there is no waiting ambush, this is enough time for people to be alert in the mountain village.

Because she was not her own parent, Niniya had no sympathy for the local rebels. Although she could see that this place was much more difficult to deal with than Taff Village, she gained confidence and really planned to lead her troops to try.

When she thought that the villagers were still bewitched by the cult, she subconsciously thought that being rescued by the lord would not be such a bad thing.

Vincent led the large army forward slowly and arrived near the village. It was already after midnight.

There was a battle at the foot of the mountain two miles outside the village. The fence barriers previously placed by the villagers were destroyed, and many broken weapons and farm tools were thrown on the ground.

The smell of blood lingered in the air, which was not very strong. There were not many casualties seen. The villagers must have fled for a long time.

Of course, they couldn't escape. With the demons having the advantage of fully monitoring the battlefield, they couldn't hide it from anyone.

Habib had long discovered the movements of the fleeing farmers, and Shadow Demon was watching their every move outside the village.

Several demon dogs jumped out of the grass and jumped left and right in front of the team, signaling the monsters to follow them.

Ahead is a rugged hillside with an inconspicuous path winding along the foot of the mountain and going around to the back.

"The forward troops were too fast, and they threw away so many of the main forces." Vincent looked back at the skeleton soldiers meandering behind him, and sighed helplessly, "It would be easier to attack if it was an open area."

In fact, even if there is a smoother road, the skeleton's march is neat at best, and the speed is also unnerving.

Many times the demons would not show off their strength with the skeleton army like Vincent, but would instead use necromancy to summon them on the spot and launch a surprise attack with a large number of undead creatures that suddenly appeared.

It would be nice to have a decent cavalry unit, but this is the shortcoming of the demon clan.

The death knight troops are the elite of the demonic army. They are all transformed from the dead who were powerful warriors in life. Now that the continent is generally peaceful, it is difficult to find enough materials.

Even if Vincent were a prince, he wouldn't be able to get this kind of troops.

The only thing in hand that is faster is the small forward unit.

The vanguard of the demon army is usually an armed reconnaissance force composed of scout demon beasts and several harpies, numbering about twenty.

It is extremely fast and has strong concealment, but its combat effectiveness is not very good.

These monsters can quickly defeat a small number of enemies with surprise attacks and ambush, but they cannot deal with walled and guarded villages.

Sure enough, we also saw some killed enemies on the way forward, but the number was not large. The villagers were familiar with the roads and ran away when they saw the monsters, leaving little opportunity for the monsters.

Therefore, without encountering any resistance, Vincent marched forward with his slow army, dismantling many pediatric traps along the way, bypassing traps, and reaching the front of the village.

"This is Duolan Village," Vincent looked at the village with a large number of torches on the mountainside and nodded in praise, "It's great to be a fortress, but if you have to farm here, is it a harsh rule like a tiger?"

This village is backed by an isolated mountain, and the road is narrow and difficult to navigate. A layman can tell that it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Master, do you want to launch an attack?" Niniya asked the lord carefully, "But the skeletons seem to be unable to form a formation and are easily attacked from above."

"Why attack?" Vincent said disapprovingly, "My tax policy has been conveyed, Habi has given them an ultimatum, hand over the cultists and rebel leaders immediately, and I can let the others go."

Due to the negligence of his predecessor and the obstruction of businessmen, Vincent's 20% tax reduction policy was not implemented at all in the countryside. Now the farmers are still squeezed by heavy taxes and resent the current lord.

"Are you just waiting like this?" Niniya covered her mouth gently and yawned, "The other party... has no intention of surrendering."

"They drifted away, thinking that we demons couldn't lift the sword." Vincent snorted coldly, looked up at the mountainside, "Look, what is that?"
Chapter completed!