On the third day after the capture of Wincheston Manor, the place finally returned to peace. More than sixty prisoners of war who had escaped the execution ax were escorted back to the valley by troops sent by the legion to be imprisoned. They would undergo two years of transformation as war slaves and serve as hard labor and slaves under the severe suppression of peasants and soldiers. It was not until two years of transformation that they could regain their free status and become territorial farmers or be selected into the army.
The dead enemies have been buried collectively in two large pits outside the manor. The military priest Robert simply held a funeral for these yesterday's enemies.
Whether dead or alive, the enemy has left Wincheston Manor, leaving only the Welsh Legion and the civilian serfs of the manor left after screening.
The Welsh Legion had no intention of evacuating at all. They even provided food and supplies to appease the civilian slaves in the manor, allowing these people who had avoided the war to bravely walk out of the huts where they were hiding.
The villages and estates around Wincheston also quietly sent people to inquire about the area, but they absolutely did not dare to get even half a step closer to the outer sentry post of the legion.
On the steps in front of the manor house, Dennis, the yet-to-be-appointed ideological and political officer of the regiment, was giving an impassioned lecture to dozens of ragged civilian serfs who gathered in front of the house.
· The serfs and civilians standing or sitting at the foot of the steps listened expressionlessly to Denis's spitting speech, but their eyes were always fixed on the two large clay pots beside the steps, which were filled with fragrant pea paste.
Dennis coughed twice, finally attracting the attention of some people, "Brothers, I just want to tell you that you can only live like animals in the hands of Dean and his son. If you follow my family, I guarantee that you can live the best life from now on!"
A serf had been standing here for a long time. His nose was almost dripping down to his chest due to the cold weather. He raised his head suddenly, took a sip, and asked, "Sir, what kind of good life can we live?"
Denis was immediately stopped by the question. For these serfs, it was too abstract to tell them about food and clothing.
Dennis looked around, pointed sideways at the two steaming mouthfuls of pea paste, and said, "See those two big clay pots? Two meals a day. Enough!"
“You can also add some minced meat broth every now and then!” Dennis added.
Such good days are much more vivid. On weekdays, only the guards of the manor and a few free people can have enough to eat. As for minced meat and wheat paste, it is a rare luxury for these poor and humble people.
「若是大老爷能天天让我们吃饱，我们愿意跟着大老爷去领地做农奴。」
见刚才吸溜鼻涕的那个家伙终于肯上道了，邓尼斯的脸上露出了笑容，「不不不，不用你们跟If you go to the territory, you will stay here to farm for my family. And my family actually doesn’t like raising serfs. As long as you work hard, my family will definitely not treat you as slaves. Many of our former serf brothers have regained their freedom and even sub-leased the land.”
When they heard that the land was being sub-leased after their freedom was restored, the serfs murmured in their hearts. They had been serfs for many years and had never seen a lord who easily restored the freedom of serfs. He left the serfs on the plundered land and let them work hard. They really didn't believe it.
Dennis was about to answer everyone's questions, but Daniel, the ideological and political officer in charge of making the wheat paste, knocked on the clay pot with an iron spoon and reminded: "Sir Dennis, the wheat paste is ready." The serfs and commoners on the ground suddenly took out the broken bowls and wooden cups that had been prepared, and swarmed towards the clay pots...
Daniel was squeezed out by the serfs and commoners who were snatching food. He looked back at the dozens of robber-like serfs and commoners and muttered: "A bunch of starving ghosts~"
Turning around, Dennis slapped Daniel on the head, "I told you to cook slowly, why are you so anxious? Can't you wait until I finish talking before eating?"
Daniel laughed a few times, "Who knew they were so anxious~"
"Okay, okay, tomorrow we will go to the southwest farm. If you mess up again, I will slap you to death!"
"Yes!"
Daniel replied repeatedly, glancing at the legion soldiers in armor and preparing for war outside the gate of the manor, and asked Denis: "Chief Dennis, why don't you return to the valley after we have finished fighting?"
"Return to the valley? The army will not return to the valley until this place is swallowed up."
Dennis glanced at the legion garrison camp outside the manor, and then looked at the north...
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In the north, the city of Besançon, the capital of the County of Burgundy.
The palace hall was full of uproar, and the angry voice of a palace viscount from the inner court faction was almost roaring.
…Everyone, in just two years, he killed two manor owners, massacred civilians, and plundered villages, and the murdered Sir Dean was a palace guard knight who had served the country in battle."
The palace baron drew the Holy Cross on his chest with his right hand, "God, such cruelty is simply unimaginable!"
"Everyone sitting here, think about it, if this devilish beast is allowed to continue to rage like this, what kind of hell will this land blessed by God turn into!" The saliva from the palace viscount's mouth has been flying all over the sky, his facial muscles are twitching constantly, and his hands are waving in the air.
"On behalf of God and justice, I request that the Council of Ministers immediately agree to send the Palace Guards Corps to Tyniec to kill the Devil Baron Art Wood Wells and his Hell Legion!" If the Palace Viscount had a sword on his waist, he would definitely make a slashing action with his sword.
I have to say that such infectious speeches and vivid body movements are indeed exciting enough. Several lords and dignitaries in the hall have already cursed the bloodthirsty frontier baron.
The Viscount of the Palace had not finished his performance yet. He turned around and said to the Lords and dignitaries in the hall: "The Guards Corps, which we pay huge taxes to support every year, should demonstrate its role at this time. If the Council of Ministers refuses to send troops to the south to kill, we will stop collecting and supplying military expenses for the Guards Corps!"
This sentence aroused the approval of many nobles, and they were able to find excuses to default on the taxes owed to the palace.
It is strange to say that in the past, let alone such an earth-shattering turmoil, even trivial matters would have caused the two factions to fight endlessly, but today it was completely a performance by the inner court faction. As the leader of the opponent, Earl Baldwin sat on a chair in front of the palace without saying a word, and even the people under Earl Baldwin remained silent.
This is extremely abnormal.
“Count Baldwin, do you think we should agree to send troops to kill those bandits?” Bernard finally lost his temper.
Baldwin moved his butt, turned his body towards Count Bernard, and said: "I promise to God, my ears are almost blocked by the chirping of this clown in the palace. You have to let this lively bird rest. Please let my ears clear for a while."
Bernard was furious when he was contradicted by Baldwin. "Sir Baldwin, this is a meeting of important ministers. We are discussing a shocking case of private army rebellion. Please pay attention to your attitude."
Baldwin ignored Bernard's words and asked everyone in the hall: "I would like to ask our respected Count Bernard, do you understand the cause of the whole thing? Why do you define this matter as a disturbance? Is it because a western border army that appeared in the south for no reason was destroyed? Or because a robber baron who collaborated with bandits was punished?"
Bernard was about to stand up to argue, but Baldwin immediately waved his hand to stop it.
"Our viscount has been accusing the Border Baron Art Wood Wells of killing nobles for no reason and intending to start a rebellion. I don't know which talkative woman he got the information from, at least it is inconsistent with the facts I know."
Baldwin stopped as he spoke, turned around and glanced at the Minister of Public Security in the palace. The Minister of Public Security slowly walked out and took out a bandit warning booklet and a war report from his sleeve.
"This warning of banditry was sent from Tynets County by the Southern Border Patrol Officer Baron Arter eight days ago. The warning letter stated that banditry broke out in Tynets County in recent days. The county was robbed by a large number of bandits and these bandits were all under the banner of the Dean family." The gangsters were plundering, so I ordered the patrol officer to invite Dean and his son to investigate. How could I have imagined that Dean and his son would dare to rebel? Bernard couldn't stand it anymore and said sternly: "Please go and investigate? That guy led hundreds of people into the Wincheston Manor, and also attacked and looted the Dean family's farm. I don't know how this can be regarded as a "please"." "
Seeing that Count Bernard was angry, the Minister of Public Security no longer confronted him tit for tat, bowed his head and stopped responding. Recently, Bernard, as the Minister of Finance, has cut the financial allocation of the Minister of Public Security several times. If the Minister of Finance is pushed into a hurry, he may find an excuse to cut off the financial supply of the Minister of Public Security.
The main hall fell into silence for a moment, with only a few minor nobles in the back row whispering to each other.
"Since everyone has such big objections to this matter, let us let the Marquis of Cheng Bing decide today's matter. After all, these two people are palace guard knights personally conferred by the Marquis."
The Marquis of Ivrea, the ruler of the County of Burgundy, has been in bed for many days and has long since stopped paying attention to these matters. Moreover, there are still a lot of matters that need to be decided by the Marquis in the inner court. In less than ten days and a half, the Marquis cannot even read this submission.
Obviously Baldwin used the "drag trick". He knew that soon no one would dare to speak for the Dean family again.
The inner court faction headed by Bernard was of course unwilling to give up. They strongly demanded that the palace send troops to kill him, and at least the border baron should be captured in the palace to face trial.
But Baldwin was the deputy military minister. Although the military minister had some tendency to defect, he still controlled the Guards Corps. Without his order, the Guards Corps could not be mobilized at all.
Hands have been going on for a long time but no consensus has been reached. However, Finance Minister Bernard threatened to reduce the military expenditures of the Guards Corps. Baldwin threatened that if the military expenditures were insufficient, the Guards would probably mutiny and attack Bernard's Earl's Palace. The two sides went back and forth until the evening and broke up unhappily.
In the next day or two, Earl Baldwin, in the name of military deputy minister and deputy prime minister, suppressed the voices of revenge from many palace dignitaries who relied on the Dean family's profits. Those palace dignitaries privately discussed gathering troops for the southern expedition...
In the middle of January, on the second Sunday, the arrogance of the southward expedition that had been noisy for many days suddenly died down in the middle of the day.
I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or not, but on that day the Bishop of Besançon received two signed urgent letters and an urgent letter from the Archbishop of Paris.
Two signed emergency letters, one signed by Art Wood Wells, the frontier baron of the Count of Burgundy, the knight of the palace guard, and the security patrol officer of the southern border of the palace. The letter exposed the real name of the knight of the palace guard Dean and his father, old Dean, for supporting heretics, forming a heretic killer organization, and killing believers and nobles. A copy was also attached to the letter. Inventory of evidence and confession; another letter signed by Bishop Olof Hannes of the Diocese of Lucese, County of Burgundy. In the letter, Bishop Olof stated that it was confirmed that the Dean family was suspected of heresy, and offered to provide religious protection to the whistleblower Art Wood Wells to prevent him from being harmed by heretics and heretical organizations and their accomplices.
The third urgent letter sent from Paris made the Archbishop of Besancon sweat on his forehead - it was found that there are heretics and heretical organizations in the Archdiocese of Burgundy. The Paris Inquisition has sent the Inquisition to Burgundy, requesting the Archbishop of Burgundy (Besancon) to immediately order the arrest of members of the Dean family, strictly investigate the remaining heretics, and wait for the arrival of the Inquisition.
Him After receiving the three letters, the Archbishop of Besancon originally planned to cover up the news and immediately accompany the inner court and Count Bernard. However, he did not expect that the letter had just arrived at Besancon Cathedral. The news that the Dean family was supporting heretics and establishing a heretical organization had spread throughout the court and outside.
As soon as the three secret letters appeared, another bigger storm arose...