The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 734 Invite Master to Die
Krakow borders Galicia.

Brzezina led his team and sat in front of the old mill. He looked at the red sky in the distance, which was the flames in Krakow.

These flames will burn across Poland, across Europe, across the Atlantic Ocean, and across the wastelands of Siberia, uniting the world under the banner of Emperor Landry Prome the Great.

And he, Brzezina, will cross the Himalayas as His Majesty's vanguard, drink horses from the Amazon River
At this time, some of his subordinates whispered a few words beside Commander Brzezina, and the commander looked at the closed gate of the mill.

With a bang, the wooden door of the mill was kicked open. Inside, an old man led a donkey and was still walking in front of the small millstone. From time to time, he picked up grains from the side and poured them into the big millstone. The water wheel was slowly shaking under the action of running water. millstone.

"Hey! Old man! How dare you hide here and eavesdrop on our conversation! Are you an Austrian spy!"

A shirtless man with a musket in his hand asked in a low voice, and the people around immediately responded and made a gesture to eat the old man and the donkey alive.

Brzezina raised his hand to stop his subordinates from barking, he straightened his clothes and asked in a very gentle tone.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Maybe the sound of the water flow was too loud, the old man didn't seem to hear it at all, and just mechanically repeated the previous actions.

Brzezina was the president of the student union at school, and he was also an elite in the Polish Restoration Army. Now he has been promoted to the commander of the Krakow City Defense Force, and he may even be the Marshal of the Kingdom in the future.

He didn't have much patience, so in order not to lose face, he raised his tone and asked again.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

This time the old man responded, but the answer was still lukewarm.

"Grinding wheat."

This made Brzezina feel very depressed, and all his goodwill on a whim was actually given to this old and deaf serf.

However, he must show enough wisdom and ability in front of his subordinates in order to establish prestige.

"Did you know? Krakow has been recovered!"

The old man glanced at the young man, finally put down his work and sat on the grain pile aside, sighed lamentably, then took out a pipe that had been used for decades, and smoked it.

The old man's reaction made Brzezina even more puzzled, but he quickly figured it out. The lackeys are like this, but he will not kill the opponent with a single shot. He will let the opponent die from soul to body.

"Did you know that the mill was owned by an Austrian?"

"know."

The old man's words did not have any tone, which made Brzezina a little annoyed. As the nearby residents were driven to the mill, he felt that the time had come.

"And do you know why the Austrians keep mills on our land?"

Before the old man could answer, Brzezina shouted loudly.

"To plunder our wealth! To poison our food quietly! To confuse our poor countrymen!"

Brzezina's words immediately elicited cheers and curses.

"Because of the evil deeds of the Austrians, we have to bury those deluded compatriots with our own hands. I am really saddened."

"Your Excellency, Commander, you are too merciful!"

"You need not grieve! Sacrifice is inevitable! You and us!"

"We will always support Your Excellency, Commander!"

"Long live Commander Brzezina!"

The old man was not affected by the warm atmosphere around him, he just said to himself.

"I only know that silver coins were needed to grind wheat in the past, but now copper coins are enough. The so-called poison and magic are even more nonsense, because this mill is in charge of me and it"

The old man pointed to his donkey. Although Brzezina could hear it, the crowd farther away would definitely not be able to hear it.

But these words were enough, Brzezina raised his hand again, and the surroundings fell silent instantly.

"The poor old man has been bewitched by the Austrians, he cannot hear the call of the Polish motherland, and now I sentence him to death!"

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

Some people cheered with anticipation on their faces, like the audience waiting for the opening of the big show, while some people were ashamed and didn't know what they were thinking.

Soon the gallows was erected.

At this time, Brzezina started that set of speeches again. Although it may be a little worse than that of Landre Prome, most of the content is still changing the soup without changing the medicine.

(I wrote it before, read it yourself.)
".The victory of Poland is the victory of all mankind, and even more the victory of civilization. Under the leadership of Landry Prome I, as long as we drive out the Austrians, Prussians, and Russians.

Then we can rebuild the Kingdom of Poland and let you all live the good old days again! .”

The old man on the side overwhelmed Brzezina with a louder voice.

"No, my lord, it won't be like that. You just want to drive out the most benevolent ruler in the land and let the country go to ruin.

My father once told me that when the Polish Commonwealth existed, the lords could beat the serfs at will, and the serfs had nowhere to ask...

If you drive the Emperor out of this land, every single one of you will want to feel lonely, and you will beat the serfs at will like in the past when the Polish Commonwealth existed. "

"Hang him! What are you still doing? Hang the devil! Traitors! You bloody hams!"

[Ham is a derogatory term for Polish nobles to civilians. 】

Brzezina shouted angrily. The two executioners were indifferent. In fact, in order to damage the morale of the other party, he specially asked the old man's family to carry out the execution, so that the effect of the execution would be the best.

But he was not afraid of the opponent's resistance, after all, the families of the two young people were in his hands.

Generally speaking, old people will accept their fate, while young people will be consumed by guilt after killing their own family members and become his most loyal believers.

The old man's words immediately resonated with the surrounding serfs, and the restless crowd was attacking Brzezina's city defense army.

During the harvest season, the serfs with various farm tools directly attacked Brzezina's team.

Due to the short distance, the advantages of the so-called firearms were not obvious, and most of the serfs in the nearby villages were brothers and relatives. Seeing their blood relatives fall, they thought of revenge more than escape.

He knew that the unrest had to be quelled by killing the culprit in front of him, or the show to build up the army would turn into a disaster.

Brzezina drew his pistol, but before he could fire, a pitchfork hurled like a javelin went through his arm.

"Kill these bastards of the Polish nobles!"

"Long live Emperor Ferdinand!"

(Ferdinand I was Emperor of Austria at this time.)
The serfs around shouted, and then rushed over as if desperate.

The so-called soldiers under Brzezina were just a group of Krakow college students who had never seen blood, hooligans, and hooligans.

Those who were kidnapped had already begun to turn their backs and slaughter the demons who had destroyed them.

(End of this chapter)