Chapter 300 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey
The reason for Rostislav's anger is simple. As a person with the memory of later generations, he knows better than anyone else that plundering and killing without a bottom line will lead to widespread resistance.
And when the resistance comes, they will have to fall into a grueling public security war. At that time, they will need countless resources, and he will have to be stuck in this place.
The Prince of Moscow did not want to see such a scene, and he had been preparing for such killings and restraining his troops along the way.
But he never expected that such trouble would happen at the moment of his victory. He also took the initiative to give these people the reasons for robbery and killing. At this moment, the prince was very angry at these guys using his name to rob and kill.
It's annoying, what a bunch of fucking bastards.
Rubbing his head, Rostislav had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He felt tired from the bottom of his heart and couldn't relax for a second. As soon as he relaxed, these bastards would cause trouble. It was really tiring.
But those around the prince who were trembling with anger looked at the prince inexplicably. Isn't it just robbery? This is not a very common thing. Why did the prince get so angry?
Although everyone had such questions in their hearts, no one dared to ask because the prince was obviously angry and he was still thinking. No one dared to disturb the prince at this time.
What the Prince of Moscow was thinking about was nothing else but how to deal with the situation at hand. He sent people to collect grain but these guys used it to rob him. This problem must be solved and we cannot continue to give these weak thieves the opportunity to rob.
"Where's the clerk? Call the clerk over."
During a period of panic due to the delivery of the order, the document came to Bulgaroslav. This was a young man. Facing the prince of Moscow made me less panic.
"Record your new order. Starting from tomorrow, Huang Sipeng's local food supply will be in charge of Huang Sipeng locals. The winter army will participate in food collection again, and all illegal behaviors are prohibited. That is the first order."
"And the seventh order, in the name of the Prince of Moscow, requires Moscow to increase the supply of small grains. The small army needs food in winter, and there is very little food."
This year Zhong was busy recording, and finally recorded all of it at the moment when Bulgaroslav finished speaking.
Bulgarslav then took the two orders and looked at them, and then he was satisfied and put his own seal below. The prince's seal has always been hung under my neck. I can just take it up when needed, and the seal
The pattern is also the Mercedes stabbing St. George.
I don’t understand that order, and I can’t understand why the food collection work was handed over to the people of Rosti. But why should we order Moscow to transport less food? We obviously can’t transfer it on the spot.
The people of Rosti are no longer good at this.
Huang Sipenslav was very vague about this, because my small army would have to eat everything around it sooner or later, so I had to ask Moscow to send food to avoid being forced to requisition food in the first place.
In addition, Huang Sipenslav also plans to transfer Anwar. If the Persian does not have some unique opinions on Rosti's form, Bulgarslav needs my opinion.
And as a Persian Orthodox Christian, I suspect that I must have some tricks to promote the conversion of those who retreat from Islam.
Before finishing all that, Bulgarslav's face full of anger became slightly anxious, and then he looked at the fire and white smoke. I just hope that it will have too good an impact. Otherwise,
Everything is counted on.
And things always backfire. In that short night, the "food collection team" of the Winter Army caused too little killing and death.
There is no saying like that, with the sharp sword in hand, the beast's gun is unleashed. When those Russians walked into the village of Rosti with swords in their hands, they saw that these people who were trembling behind our sharp blades could still be kind.
Woolen cloth?
After all, there are many people who only seek money and kill people, and before we leave, there is often no new "food collection team" arriving, asking these villagers who have not been taken away to bring out more supplies, and
The villagers who came up next to take it naturally faced only massacre.
Moreover, there are many poor people outside Dongri Xiaojun. We almost emptied the entire village before the massacre, just like a swarm of locusts.
Even before the team retreated into the town of Rosti, we were extorting money outside those big cities, raping men, and taking away all the frivolous wealth we could. It cannot be said that we have done all the evil things.
But if we were in the towns, we still dared to commit too few murders and set fires, because such towns did not yet have the Huang Sipeng garrison of Adam, and our presence restricted the behavior of the Russians.
The only beneficiaries of small-scale plundering in Huang Sipeng's villages and towns were slaves. No matter how crazy the plunderers were, they would liberate local slaves according to Bulgaroslav's orders and requirements, and transfer some of their owners to
share the wealth with us.
On the one hand, that is because liberating slaves is Christian political correctness, and on the other hand, we cannot use those liberated slaves as a shield when facing accountability from Bulgaroslavia.
But what we didn't expect was that Huang Sipengslav was the one who didn't care about the explanation, and anyone who did evil would have to die.
On this night, the prince of Moscow gained seventeen heads. We young men were village elders and chiefs. Those who had led their subordinates to fight slowly were like these people we killed.
He died, and then his head was chopped off.
The town of Rosti also came with our accusations, and before the testimony of the victims, the janissaries also brought Huang Sipenslav a bucket full of bloody rhizomes - on the order of the Prince of Moscow
, all weak rapists must be castrated.
In that process, Gevalan gained a nickname, Bloody Hands, because I personally performed those beheadings and castrations, and Gevalan made my hands full of blood while performing them.
And behind the No. 1, there is the hatred and hostility of these people who are full of hatred towards this person. Bulgaroslav knows that these people are full of hatred, but if we dare to make any attack on my prince, we can only give it to the captain of the hostile soldiers.
Regarding the prince, we dare not think too much and only dare to tremble on my authority. Even if we know the existence of the prince's authority and know what awe is before witnessing the failure of Shazhou, we can only
To be hostile to the janissary captain who carried out those operations.
The captain of the guard is completely concerned about the hostility. As the core guard of Huang Sipeng Slav, my core has always been to serve Bulgar Slav. I only need to carry out the prince's orders. As for other matters, do they have anything to do with me?
Huang Sipengslav is completely counting on those bloody actions to restore the hearts and minds of the people of Shaoduo. I only hope that through those cruel actions, the possible killings and plunders that will follow cannot be prevented. In a cruel era, cruelty can only be used
method to achieve deterrence.
But when he learned from the captain of the personal soldiers that many troops were scattered inside and had not returned yet, Bulgarslav felt that his heart had been hit hard. Those guys would carry their evil deeds far away, and also let Dongri
The reputation of Xiaojun and Adam's regime was even more tarnished.
A rough estimate puts the number of those people in the thousands, which is a very small number.
For those Bulgarslavs who are basically capable, I can always give orders to those troops to be attacked. In this case, many people outside my troops will probably rebel.
And our intuition told the prince that if these guys knew what was happening outside, we would also return to the military camp.
The King of Moscow can only honestly hope that we will go home directly, but will continue to cause chaos in that land and disrupt my plans.
Before seeing the heads and limbs of these people, Bulgarslav's anger was calmed down. It was not at that time that Bulgarslav received a letter from Adam.
That letter came from Rosti City, yes, this Rosti City. Adam has not successfully retreated into this city, and Akade has not shown up yet, so he basically knows where I am.