Pseudo-Villaines

Warning (1)

In the morning, as the prince and his followers were being lulled with the spoils that Jean had looted from the villagers, Jean immediately moved.

Using the prisoners of war he got and the villagers he conquered, Jean built moats around the village from all directions.

With the conquest of this village, the food supply for the people in the royal capital Bucharest will be cut off. The highway linking the village and the kingdom of Bucharest has also been under his control. That way, the trade convoy that flowed towards the kingdom of Bucharest could be blocked.

Jean understood that to conquer the capital of the kingdom of Bucharest which had a fortress overlaying it was impossible. He did not bring equipment like a giant catapult to break down their fortress. Therefore, he intended to create a crisis within the city and force them to surrender.

In a few days, food and other prices will soar. Dissatisfaction will arise in the hearts of the population and unrest from within will be inevitable. At that time, Jean would tap into his momentum.

From the top of a four-meter-tall wooden tower that had just been built, Jean watched over everything.

At the spear point of his knights, prisoners of war and villagers dug the ground and made a deep, wide trench and flowed it with water from the yalta tributary.

Jean built a defensive parimeter in this place. He was convinced that the kingdom of Bucharest would send their main army to retake this place.

The sun is starting to rise. Prisoners and working residents appeared to have drowned. If left unchecked, their work will slow down and the trench construction project will be delayed. It's time to rest.

"Command everyone to rest. Feed them and drink enough and give them 15 minutes to stop digging. After that, continue with the project."

"Good sir!"

Bells ringing. This is a sign to rest. All the people who were working immediately collapsed to the ground, unwinding the fatigue they felt from having dug in from morning.

The kitchen staff began to come with the workers' rations. Menu's simple. A piece of dried meat with mashed potatoes and an orange. Jean doesn't care if it makes you full or not. Clearly, they had to be full of the rations that Jean had given them.

Queue starts to stall. A bit of unrest ensued but the soldiers immediately disciplined them.

At first everything was going well. The commotion has been muted. Jean decided to enjoy the village for a while. But suddenly, a shouting voice came from the direction of the queue. As Jean turned her gaze, she saw her soldiers had collapsed to the ground covered in blood.

"Hehhh.. It looks like something interesting is going on."

Jean smiled slightly and went to the place where people were waiting in line. He saw a young man slightly older than him just stab his soldier, who was now lying in his stomach after being stabbed by a knife.

"Oi medical, someone's hurt! Take him to the field tent and treat him. Take precautions like I taught you."

"I think I just said something to you last night. Hmmm....."

Jean patted the shoulder of an adult man. He was about 40. Instantly the man's face was pale and his body trembled.

"Well sir. Do you remember what I said last night?"

"Y-yeah! A-you said anyone who puts up a fight will be executed in public!"

Even so scared, the man to bedwetting. Jean just laughed and patted him on the shoulder. Take it easy, I just asked. Maybe that's what Jean told him.

Now, his view turns to the perpetrator.

"You heard that, right? I have given you the best service. Come to think of it, I even saved your lives. Hmmm.. I seem to be overdoing it."

The young man saw Jean who was humbling him. He was in a kneeling position. More precisely, being forced to kneel. Two soldiers locked his hands and pressed his head.

"Bu-kill! Kill me! Because of you. Because of you, my plan is Gaga....Guaaah!!"

Before finishing his sentence, a loud kick landed on his face. The young man immediately collapsed to the ground while holding his broken nose.

"of course! I will gladly kill you! But for his method, I'm the one who determines."

Jean kicked the young man. All of his kicks landed on his face, stomach, chest, and back. After that, Jean repeated it again from the beginning.

Amidst his preoccupation, he suddenly heard a crisp scream from behind him. While still kicking the young man, Jean turned her head towards him.

"What's up, pretty lady. Do you want me to forgive this guy?"

By looking at her facial expression, her breathing, and hearing her heartbeat and the aura she was emitting, Jean was 100 percent right. The girl, with a determined face, decided to be honest.

"Really! Unhand her! No matter what price I have to pay, please let her go!"

Jean smiles. Attractively. Let's hear this beautiful lady's offer in exchange for the safety of this stupid young man.