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Commonwealth Crimson Age

Main character dies killed by a truck in the middle of the sea and is reborn 400 years in the past. Simply put. MC is not a good man. He's a cruel, ruthless, two-faced, false asshole. On the borderline between a psychopath and a sociopath. He will do anything to achieve his goal, even if he has to drown the world in blood. Corruption, power, politics, war. The language can be vulgar, there will be blood, there will be guts and sex. Probably someone will be offended by reading ... but I don't give a shit.

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221 Chs

60 Prisoners

"Lord, It's getting dark, where are we setting up camp?" (Ilya)

"Not far from some village ... while we're there, buy some young goats or calves and a pot of honey." (MC)

In the evening, when everything was ready, I ordered my men to tie the prisoners to the tree.

"War is a terrible thing. A few years ago I traveled around the country and I saw the effects of your attacks. Destroyed settlements, broken families, starving children, tears filled their eyes ... You see these calves? Treat them like starving orphans and feed them." (MC)

I ordered my men to lower the prisoners pants, I poured honey on their genitals ... and the rest was up to the calves... Fortunately, Count Horn and the rest were gagged, all we heard was the dissatisfied mooing of the calves.

"I think the animals will starve tonight." (MC)

I once read that calves drink up to 8 liters of milk a day, if this is true, then my prisoners will have a long night.

"Lord, long are you going to torment them like this?" (Ilya)

"As long as it amuses me, I won't let them sleep for the next few days, or... I have an idea." (MC)

I got up from the fire, poured out the dust from the urinal and headed towards the prisoners. I held the gun to Count Horn's head.

"You bored me ..." (MC)

...and I pulled the trigger, of course the gun didn't go off ... I looked at my prisoner.

"I forgot to put gunpowder in it... today is your lucky day... but dear count, a grown man who pisses and shits under himself and does it in public ... it's disgusting." (MC)

Over the following days, my prisoners were subjected to all sorts of psychological torture, when we were in Kownie, I took them as a reward to the worst brothel in town and picked them whores that no one would touch ... they all had syphilis. I was also thinking about taking each of them one by one to the forest, ordering them to dig their graves, and then scaring them to bury them alive ... but unfortunately we didn't have shovels, and digging the grave with hands takes a long time.

A few days later, we reached Wilno, my prisoners, they were the shadows of the people they once were, their heads lowered, their eyes fixed on the ground, and at the sound of my voice or the sound of approaching steps, they could not restrain their physiological needs ... they were broken. Gustaw Adolf will have no use of them... and the best part was that there were no signs of torture, even if they complained to someone, there was no evidence.

I immediately went to the residence of Hetman Sapieha ... of course to get there I had to break through the wall of bureaucracy in the form of countless servants and officials who served Hetman. Fortunately, Aleksander Gosiewski stayed in the residence, which saved me some time.

"Wilkomir?! I thought I saw a ghost. What brings you to Wilnie?" (Aleksander Gosiewski)

I have not seen Aleksander Gosiewski for several years, but although he has aged a bit, his cheerful character has not changed. He grabbed my shoulders, hugged me tightly ... immediately I began to sympathize with his wife, he was as gentle as the bear in the apiary... patted me on the back ...

"Let go of me because I can't breathe ... I came to see Hetman." (MC)

"You arrived at the wrong time, Hetman's humor and mood are not the best. In Warsaw they blame him for the defeat in Livonia and Lithuania. He entrusted his son with command of the army ... and in the first battle, Gustav Adolf defeated him. Now I am to take command of the army." (Aleksander Gosiewski)

It was exactly like in history, I was glad that my presence did not change that. Of course, I could have prevented this loss, but a little humility for our nobility and commanders will not hurt and maybe thanks to this they will understand that the army needs modernization.

"But why? There is no war and there will be no war." (MC)

"You live at the end of the world and you don't know what is happening in the Kingdom ..." (Aleksander Gosiewski)

"Yeah, yeah ... I've heard it already, Jazłowiec is such a hole that dogs bark with their asses. Now will you take me to Hetman?" (MC)

Gosiewski saw that I had a serious face and that matters could be important, so after a few minutes I was led to Hetman Sapieha's office.

I looked around the room and had to admit that Lew Sapieha was a minimalist, there were no luxuries in his office, everything seemed to have its place, there was order ... immediately I remembered Jordan Peterson with the slogan "Clean your room"... Hetman himself was sitting behind the desk, when he saw me, he stood up slowly ... for 70 he looked good. However, the age and stress of the last few months have had a heavy impact on his health. Despite this, he will live for another 9 years ... some people are even avoided by death itself.

"Prince Jazłowiecki, I have heard a lot of good about you from Aleksander. In other circumstances, I would be happy about your visit, but unfortunately the time is not the best." (Hetman Lew Sapieha)

"I understand, but my visit is the solution to your problems." (MC)

When I said that I had captured Gustaw Adolf and his advisers, no one wanted to believe me and they treated it as a joke ... only when my men brought the prisoners, Hetman Sapieha and Aleksander Gosiewski understood the meaning of what had happened... Then I told them about the events that took place in Piława, about the storm and what unexpected luck it was for me ... both of my listeners considered it a divine intervention and a miracle ... they were right, the only difference is that they thought of a Christian God, not pagan deities.