"We have to, and we have to, come to a compromise and a consensus with the people of Schönbrunn, even if it means we have to make some sacrifices, but it is better than going ahead and losing everything. ”

Vytautas said, and with a casual wave of his arm, he knocked over a clay bowl full of liquor and fell to the ground.

......

"I, Vytautas Disis, your commander-in-chief. In view of the changing situation and the current situation of this war, I have decided to take extraordinary measures to clean up the mess, and now I have to explain the situation to you. ”

Several bales of flour were piled on top of the wagon as a temporary platform, and Vytautas climbed to the top of the platform and began to preach to the people.

"We invaded Lothar and went on an expedition against Vanchy for the glory of victory and for a share of the spoils.

Now that the enemy is outnumbered, our army is cut off from logistics, and the defense line has been broken through, there is no hope of victory now, so there is no way to talk about glory.

But we can't just retreat.

Many of us have the blood of the Visionaries and even Schönbrunn on our hands, and the Schönbrunn Army must have known that we have a lot of loot.

Once we retreat, they will surely chase after us. Don't talk about the loot then, maybe we don't even have much hope of making it back to the Federation alive:

Either you will be killed by the side of the road and bitten by jackals, or they will capture you, and most of you will be reduced to slavery except for a few wealthy people who have the opportunity to redeem themselves, and I can't imagine what a miserable fate it will be.

I was even advised to take a cartload of the most expensive treasure with me, and run away with them—and leave you all here!"

Listening to Vytautas's analysis, the soldiers could no longer fool themselves into believing that there was "still a chance to win", and they either gritted their teeth, groaned, trembled, or cried in a low voice, giving up almost all hope.

"But I've ordered those guys to be arrested and hanged!" Vytautas shouted, pointing in the direction behind him.

There, a pole about five meters long was lifted by a tree, and a man was being carried into the air by a rope around his neck.

His face was swollen and red, his hands were gripping the noose, and his legs were kicking wildly, but it did nothing to improve the situation, and even the noose became tighter and tighter because of his movements.

Eventually, the body spasmed a few times and stopped moving. Although his pants had been tightened beforehand, he could still vaguely tell that something was leaking.

The soldiers below were stunned—they saw a lot of dead people, and it was not strange that they were hanged, but this hanged guy was another military leader, and nearly two hundred soldiers were his men!

But those soldiers didn't cause much commotion, on the one hand, they were stunned, and on the other hand, they were affected by Vytautas's words - this guy, leave them all and run away alone!

As for the officers who could incite them, they were all in Vytautas's hands now, some had surrendered, others were closely guarded, and it was impossible for them to come out and make trouble.

In the midst of the commotion, Vytautas raised his arms and shouted: "I will not abandon you no matter what! as long as you trust me, I will do my best to fulfill my responsibility as your commander and bring you out of this desperate situation as much as possible!"