Chapter 161: To each according to his needs

"Whoever grabs it will belong to him!"

Doug let out his jackal's cry, and his men cheered him back.

The soldiers of the three families poured into the camp that the bandits had painstakingly built, and by this time there was no one to guard it, and began to ransack everything they could find like a carnival.

But Zivinie's army did not move, they maintained the quality of a professional army, unlike the locust army who could only get money by looting the spoils of war, Stannis's army was established by the government or the lord to pay for the armament and salary, and did not need to loot to live a nourishing life.

Despite all that, Stannis could still feel the resentful gazes of the soldiers behind him, and Robert's resentment was the strongest, so that he did not dare to turn around.

Because in exchange for the three families sending troops, he made the condition that he did not want the spoils of war, so of course his army could only watch from the outside. Everyone looked at the people inside who were covered with looted things, and they were all so envious that they couldn't do it, and they were even more disdainful of the brain-dead demands made by their leader.

Stannis decided to say something, or his prestige in the army would be lost.

He turned around and coughed twice, making his voice sound convincing, "I told you that my model army must not be looted, and now we go in to maintain order, and when we see someone taking advantage of the chaos to commit a traitor, behead ...... Grab it first. ”

Although Robert's face was full of reluctance, he still followed the order, and now there was chaos in the camp, and the peasants who had been plundered were also looted by the same party as water bandits, and there were many young women in it, all of whom were sexual tools used by the robbers to vent before, and the soldiers who came to rescue them nominally were not much better, and they couldn't wait to pounce on them as soon as they saw these unclothed ** girls, fortunately, the Zivigny Legion entered in time to protect these women in the name of being a fellow water bandit and needed to be reviewed.

Nearly 2,000 people, most of them peasants farming outside the camp, gathered in the square, and the area became an independent kingdom where the peasants gave their harvest to the previous bandits, who also provided them with shelter from other strongmen or lords.

When Stannis appeared to the peasants in the posture of a savior, there was no shout of deliverance that he had hoped for, but the fear and ...... that were still at the mercy of the people in their eyes Hatred, bitter hatred.

Adults and young children alike looked at him with such chilling eyes, and Stannis couldn't help but swallow the prepared emancipation proclamation.

"Who are you in charge here?" Stannis asked.

After pushing each other, an elderly man was pushed out by the crowd.

Stanis dismounts from his horse, and he is now trying to create an image that is close to the people.

"Old man, I'm Count Justine of Zivignie, and I'm here to free you from that gang of bandits!"

The old man was very frightened at first, but when he realized that the young man in front of him didn't want to be like the other lords, he raised his whip and whipped them, so he finally mustered up the courage and said, "This lord, we are actually getting by, and we don't need to be rescued. ”

Stannis looked confused, how could anyone be willing to be captured by bandits?

"Old man, I heard you right, you would rather be oppressed by these bandits than be rescued by me, the lord canonized by the Emperor of the Empire?"

The old man didn't say anything more, but his eyes showed that they were willing.

"Diao Min!" Robert took the lead to give these civilians who didn't know what to do to have a little color, which made him very unhappy that he couldn't participate in the distribution of the spoils. Now the peasants they desperately saved are still such stinky farts and don't appreciate it at all, which makes him very angry.

However, the old man, who seemed to be obedient, raised his head and said stiffly: "I won't tell you the knight lord, most of the people here are unbearable to the exploitation of the noble lords, and would rather flee here to steal their lives, although those bandits are fierce, but at least they will not snatch all our food, we can survive anyway, and what about those noble lords? Hmph! Everyone here has relatives who know each other who died directly or indirectly at the hands of the noble lords." ”

These knights knew that what the old man said was true, and that in every year of famine or war, the lords would ruthlessly plunder the lowest peasants, and forcibly requisition all the rations and even seeds regardless of their lives or deaths.

Stannis didn't expect his reputation as a ruling class to be so bad, he touched his chin and smiled dumbly, "It's really black humor, these peasants see lords and robbers like this, the lord becomes a robber, and the robber becomes a savior." ”

But he also found the reason for the peasants' hatred of him, and now all he has to do is to make them trust him again.

He stood alone in front of the peasants, trying to make him visible to everyone.

Then, with a dragon's roar, he spread the following words throughout the square, and his loud and firm voice could be heard by all.

"I know where your fear, anger, and hatred for me come from! But I can assure you that I am different from any of the previous lords, that I can give you land, shelter, protection, I will not abandon you no matter what happens, and if I fail you, you can abandon me at any time, but I am convinced that this day will never come!"

Robert whispered a reminder, "Saying that the gods are above can mobilize emotions even more......"

"The gods are above!" Stannis swore to add.

No one spoke, but Stannis could see the hesitation and excitement on the faces of the crowd in front of him, these bandits had been eliminated, no one could protect them, and they would once again be the object of the lord's plunder.

Stannis knew the importance of adding another fire, but he secretly changed the original conditions to attract immigrants, "I will provide you with uncultivated land, free of charge for a year, and I will provide you with food before you harvest it for the first time!"

Everyone turned their heads to each other, they couldn't believe that there was such a kind or stupid lord in the world.

"What do you think?"

Stannis's last words were addressed to the old man, and as he expected, the old man nodded.

"Also, I won't force you to go with me, if you want to leave or stay, I will never stop you!"

After the lord finished speaking, he turned around and left in a dashing manner.

In the afternoon, all the peasants expressed their willingness to follow Stannis away, and they who had lost the protection of the bandits were not going to fall into the clutches of the lord again, so it was better to bet on the difference between the lord in front of them.

The traverser almost fainted in the toilet without laughing, and the population of their territory had simply doubled, and they didn't have to pay any price.

What surprised him even more was that the peasants had dug up the cellars of grain from the ground, which had not been discovered by the bandits or the coalition soldiers before, and it seemed that these peasants were not so ignorant and cowardly and harmless to humans and animals, but they still shone with the unique cunning of working people.