The execution was completed, and Byron was satisfied with his speech.

He was not an idealist, and he did not expect the farmers to support him and resonate with him. He wouldn't sympathize with the robbers, and even if they said they wanted to follow him, he would still hang them so that he could stand up for them.

But he can make the previous relationship between those robbers and these villagers collapse to a certain extent, solve certain problems, and even get out the news of other members of the Brotherhood.

And because these words sound very reasonable, the reputation of him and his peony mercenaries will not be bad. The low-level civilians are very good, they are easy to be bewitched, and they are also easy to be poured into chicken soup.

As long as Byron wanted to, he could have organized a propaganda agency to promote the benefits of loyalty to the king's lordship, and then receive commendations and even canonizations from the king. But he won't do that, because when the time comes, he might overthrow the current rulers, and then the propaganda will cause him problems.

And, most importantly, after his speech, the morale of his soldiers was raised, and many were moved by his words and decided that it was wise to follow Byron. Because this boss is not only rich, but also like a wise man, although he suffered a little loss when he fought with the robbers before, it is definitely better to follow him than to follow those messy mercenary troops.

Fatis looked at Byron with a look in his eyes that was full of approval and admiration.

Alleyne also looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect Byron, the mercenary captain, to have such a good debating ability in addition to making money and having a unique mind. His perception of Byron has changed a bit, and he has begun to treat Byron as an aristocratic potential stock. Now, even if other nobles come to use the knight's position to win him over, he will not accept it without considering Jamila's factors.

Byron quelled the peasant unrest, raised his reputation, raised the morale of his troops, and made the two heroes respect him even more. Of course, Bandak didn't have any thoughts about Byron's words, only that he was not disgusted. He had seen too many of the nobles who could play tricks when he had served in the Rhodoc army, and he knew that they were either deceiving or too naïve.

Byron was more inclined to the former, because even he didn't believe much in what he had said.

Byron camped next to the village for the night, waiting for news about Kress and the scouting team, and gathering up the troops that had fled earlier.

The villagers did not seem to have slept well all night, and many of them watched Byron through the windows at night, watching the patrolmen with torches, silently reciting prayers for safety.

The next day, at Byron's orders, more than a dozen wagons were driven from nearby towns and wealthier villages, loaded with flour, jerky, and ale. Byron's previous supplies were lost during the battle with the Brotherhood, and now he needs new supplies.

The knight returned with his party to report the situation, so Byron had a feast in the camp and invited the people of the village to come with him. And he made a point of taking care of the fact that he had to take the villagers to the feast past the gallows, and to keep his mother away from the wagon with food.

Previously, Kress used poisoning to easily defeat the Rhodoc bandit army, which taught him the power of poison and reminded him of it.

However, this time the banquet was far less sumptuous than before, and it was not after the victory.

Byron admits his tactical mistake at the banquet and toasts everyone in the hope that they will back him up after that.

The soldiers raised their glasses and chanted Byron's name as a sign that they would follow him to the death. The mercenary's oath isn't very credible, but it's very pleasant to listen to. Blushing, Byron pulled the village elder and asked him to sit next to him and tell him about the exploits of each soldier.

Everyone drank a lot, and the barrels were empty, barrel after barrel. The banquet did not end until the evening, and at this time, even the guards were no longer tenable.

That day, in the evening, a group of hooded men cautiously approached the camp full of drunks, each with a knife in his hand.

Led by a villager, they came to the side of the camp, intending to kill the guards and then wash the mercenary camp in blood, so that the noble lords in the area would know how powerful they were.

But as they walked into the camp, a large number of torches suddenly rose around them. Leaving under the pretext of going to the city to buy arrows, Aryne, who had actually been waiting for half the night in the vicinity, raised his sword impatiently, and Fatis, who had drunk with Byron during the day, also wore armor and walked out of the tent.

Of course, because he did drink a lot during the day, he now walks a little shaky.

And the other soldiers who had been woken up in advance also stood up, they had slept in armor and could take up arms and fight.

The robbers knew that they had fallen into a trap, but at this time there was no way to escape, so they could only rush towards the soldiers and shoot arrows in their hands, trying to suppress the peony mercenaries who had just gotten up.

That night, the people of the village were awakened by the shouts of killing. They put on their cloaks and trembled as they opened the door a crack and saw the shadow of a sword shining in the firelight in the distant camp.

When the morning came, Fatis politely invited out the village elders and the villagers who had made dark circles. He led them to the camp, where he showed them more than thirty bodies piled up on top of each other, as well as the robber's mole, whose face was pale and his body trembled like chaff.

The Brotherhood gave him a bag of silver coins and promised him some more spoils after defeating the Peony Mercenaries.

So he seized the opportunity to reveal the news that the Peony mercenaries were holding a banquet outside the village through a complete and secret intelligence network.

That night, forty men from the Brotherhood stationed in the nearby forest came and attacked with weapons.

However, this was just a trap set by Byron, when the Peony mercenaries were partying, there were also mercenaries disguised as travelers who were constantly scouting nearby, and Bendak also took the cavalry and those elite infantry to hide in the nearby ditches and forests.

Byron had guessed that he had not yet cleared the robbers in the village, so he set a trap and a gang of robbers would fall into the trap. If he's unlucky, he has nothing to lose.

However, Byron's guess was correct, and the net caught a big fish. At the cost of wounding seven, more than thirty robbers were killed and eight prisoners were taken alive. And from their mouths, the peony mercenaries also began to become active, uprooting the small strongholds of the nearby Green Forest Brotherhood one by one.