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- Don't start playing the victim, old man. I've thought of everything, - the warrior interrupted the elder's lamentations and pulled a list out of his pocket.
- These are various ingredients used in medicine - our doctor needs to replenish his supplies. Surely, some of them grow here in the vicinity. If you have any, we'll take them. If not, gather something, but don't go overboard, so you don't get lost in the forest, because we won't look for you. And if anyone sees or hears a person or a group of people, they should immediately and quietly run away as fast as they can and report it. If my doctor asks for anything else, help him. You'll have time. My men and I will stay in your beautiful village for a few days. Surely, that won't be a problem? - Helmut said in an engaging but firm tone and patted the elder on the shoulder. - My warriors, who have shed blood, need rest and treatment before returning to Silvergard. We won't bother you too much; we'll take some small house on the edge of the village and settle in, or we'll set up camp nearby. I think... one or two... or three... at most four days will be enough. We have some food with us, so we won't eat you out of house and home. But if you offer us to share some of your simple food in gratitude, we won't refuse. And I remember, you had a guy here who looked like a hunter or something like that. Bring him to me.
The sergeant nodded to emphasize the seriousness of what he said and turned to the squad.
- Ah yes, - he stopped halfway. - The woodcutters are dead, the sawmill is burned. You'll have to celebrate your next holiday without them.
He shrugged and continued walking, but stopped again and snapped his fingers.
- Yes, and one more thing. As you may have noticed, we have your son in our squad, and as I could see, his reputation here is zero. I sincerely and wholeheartedly hope that none of your villagers will do anything stupid or provoke him in any way. Because, you see, father, - making things difficult for us is making things difficult for his Excellency, the Count. Not to mention that it would simply be rude.
Having finished enlightening the elder, Helmut turned to his soldiers and told them what was happening.
- The plan is simple: the savage returns to his home, but instead of four sons and two daughters, he finds four mutilated corpses, already gnawed on by vermin and beasts, none of whom made it to Reimsgard, as well as an insulting message written in feces on his wall, and his daughters - have been kidnapped. He is faced with the question - who could have done this? Maybe some mercenaries, or maybe an army, but who specifically and from where? The only way to find out is to return to the village, where these cowards were probably taken, and ask the locals under the threat of an axe. So, if I were in his place, a fierce savage, I would rush here with bloodshot eyes, where we will crush his cockroach, - the sergeant hit his fist against his palm loudly. - And this, soldiers, is not some made-up scheme, as it might seem at first glance, but official guidelines from the military doctrines of the army of Leito, the most powerful military machine in history. Section - psychological warfare. This is when you provoke the enemy into actions that are beneficial to you. Learn from your sergeant, young men.
He stuck a pin on the map, marking the location of the operation.
- If he doesn't show up in a few days, it means he screwed up and ran away. Or maybe he hasn't returned yet, and then we did the right thing by leaving. In any case, we have nothing to lose - we'll rest a little before returning to the barracks, and there is still enough time to complete the mission, so we won't be worse off. Besides, we need to give these kind people, who have nothing to offer in gratitude, a chance to show that gratitude.
Helmut lowered his voice and gave it the most threatening and stern tone.
- I hope I don't need to explain that during our duty, the strictest discipline will be in effect? No violence, provocations, scandals, or conflicts with the locals! No extortion, threats, bullying, or theft! NO - Vig, I'm especially addressing you! - flirting, harassment, getting people drunk, or raping local girls. In general, stay away from the locals, don't interact with them unnecessarily, and don't leave our camp. In a few days, we will return with a successfully completed mission and become richer, so don't screw it up, soldiers. One mistake - your ear is cut off. A second mistake - your balls are cut off. No mistakes - a fun drunken party with whores upon our return to Silik.
He looked seriously into each of their faces.
- Vig, I suggest you stay in your old house. I don't think anything should have happened to it, at most it's covered in dust and cobwebs. Any questions?
- These are various ingredients used in medicine - our doctor needs to replenish his supplies. Surely, some of them grow here in the vicinity. If you have any, we'll take them. If not, gather something, but don't go overboard, so you don't get lost in the forest, because we won't look for you. And if anyone sees or hears a person or a group of people, they should immediately and quietly run away as fast as they can and report it. If my doctor asks for anything else, help him. You'll have time. My men and I will stay in your beautiful village for a few days. Surely, that won't be a problem? - Helmut said in an engaging but firm tone and patted the elder on the shoulder. - My warriors, who have shed blood, need rest and treatment before returning to Silvergard. We won't bother you too much; we'll take some small house on the edge of the village and settle in, or we'll set up camp nearby. I think... one or two... or three... at most four days will be enough. We have some food with us, so we won't eat you out of house and home. But if you offer us to share some of your simple food in gratitude, we won't refuse. And I remember, you had a guy here who looked like a hunter or something like that. Bring him to me.
The sergeant nodded to emphasize the seriousness of what he said and turned to the squad.
- Ah yes, - he stopped halfway. - The woodcutters are dead, the sawmill is burned. You'll have to celebrate your next holiday without them.
He shrugged and continued walking, but stopped again and snapped his fingers.
- Yes, and one more thing. As you may have noticed, we have your son in our squad, and as I could see, his reputation here is zero. I sincerely and wholeheartedly hope that none of your villagers will do anything stupid or provoke him in any way. Because, you see, father, - making things difficult for us is making things difficult for his Excellency, the Count. Not to mention that it would simply be rude.
Having finished enlightening the elder, Helmut turned to his soldiers and told them what was happening.
- The plan is simple: the savage returns to his home, but instead of four sons and two daughters, he finds four mutilated corpses, already gnawed on by vermin and beasts, none of whom made it to Reimsgard, as well as an insulting message written in feces on his wall, and his daughters - have been kidnapped. He is faced with the question - who could have done this? Maybe some mercenaries, or maybe an army, but who specifically and from where? The only way to find out is to return to the village, where these cowards were probably taken, and ask the locals under the threat of an axe. So, if I were in his place, a fierce savage, I would rush here with bloodshot eyes, where we will crush his cockroach, - the sergeant hit his fist against his palm loudly. - And this, soldiers, is not some made-up scheme, as it might seem at first glance, but official guidelines from the military doctrines of the army of Leito, the most powerful military machine in history. Section - psychological warfare. This is when you provoke the enemy into actions that are beneficial to you. Learn from your sergeant, young men.
He stuck a pin on the map, marking the location of the operation.
- If he doesn't show up in a few days, it means he screwed up and ran away. Or maybe he hasn't returned yet, and then we did the right thing by leaving. In any case, we have nothing to lose - we'll rest a little before returning to the barracks, and there is still enough time to complete the mission, so we won't be worse off. Besides, we need to give these kind people, who have nothing to offer in gratitude, a chance to show that gratitude.
Helmut lowered his voice and gave it the most threatening and stern tone.
- I hope I don't need to explain that during our duty, the strictest discipline will be in effect? No violence, provocations, scandals, or conflicts with the locals! No extortion, threats, bullying, or theft! NO - Vig, I'm especially addressing you! - flirting, harassment, getting people drunk, or raping local girls. In general, stay away from the locals, don't interact with them unnecessarily, and don't leave our camp. In a few days, we will return with a successfully completed mission and become richer, so don't screw it up, soldiers. One mistake - your ear is cut off. A second mistake - your balls are cut off. No mistakes - a fun drunken party with whores upon our return to Silik.
He looked seriously into each of their faces.
- Vig, I suggest you stay in your old house. I don't think anything should have happened to it, at most it's covered in dust and cobwebs. Any questions?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
