While the logistics team was busy making arrangements, I carefully explained to Jack some matters that needed attention. It took a few hours to fill his head with legal concepts, from the dangers of various crimes to
Representative specific cases.
"The most important point!" I said: "Military law is priceless. It is the rule that binds all soldiers and is also the rule that maintains the combat effectiveness of our army. It can be said that it is a very deterrent weapon!"
"But boss." Jack looked at me and said: "Our military laws have not been published, and there is no standard that can be used for reference. So, how should we deal with these people today?"
"Actually, it's simple. It's only divided into serious and not-so-serious things." I said, "These are all trivial things today and belong to the non-serious category. I think the real show will be tomorrow, when these residents help us today."
After the news spreads, those who really seek blood debt will come."
"Then how should we deal with these little things?"
"There are two options for handling small matters, one is a military stick, and the other is a whip." I thought for a while: "We will just use the whip."
"Why do you use a whip? Boss, what you got last time was a military stick!"
"Don't smile so playfully!" I threatened Jack: "Think about it, the whip hits a person's body and it's bloody - it has a very deterrent effect!"
"Then why are you doing so many tricks, boss?"
"I told you it was for deterrence!" I hit Jack on the head: "Just think about it, hundreds of people were stripped naked and tied to racks and whipped. They screamed and their bodies kept twitching... Yes
How much of a visual impact will it be to the soldiers watching? Anyone among them who wants to do bad things in the future will think twice."
"I understand." Jack asked again: "What about serious cases?"
"It's even simpler. I'll teach you a sentence that can be used on any occasion."
I demonstrated in a low voice: "As the military judge of the Ninth Legion, on behalf of the coalition forces and the legion, I make the following judgment on you - because of your crime, I will confiscate your criminal tools, deprive you of all rights, and punish you."
Hard labor or death! Do you understand?"
"I don't understand something." Jack scratched his head: "What is a criminal tool?"
"For example! When a person goes to steal something, he takes a friend's carriage there, so the carriage is considered a criminal tool."
"Then we can confiscate it and the carriage becomes ours?"
"Of course." I smiled and said, "You are so smart."
"But some people don't have the tools to commit crimes!" Jack said: "For example, if an officer punches someone to death, he has no tools!"
"Then..." I thought for a moment before saying, "The hand he used to kill the person is considered a tool. You can confiscate it with a 'click' first, and then chop off his head!"
"Oh! Got it!"
"Listen to me, Jack." I approached Jack and said, "Tonight you have to perform alone and establish your status as a military judge in front of everyone. I will watch from the auditorium. Don't mess up the performance."
"Don't worry! Boss, no problem!" Jack laughed, his eyes shining.
After dinner, the leader of the logistics team came to me and told me that the racks were all ready and placed neatly on the playground.
"Chief of Staff, please come and take a trip." I said to Carlos: "The whole army gathers to watch the show of the Military Justice Department!"
The soldiers who had just had dinner, under the leadership of their officers, began to line up in regiments on the playground. The officers walked in the queue to correct the incorrect postures of the soldiers, but the soldiers looked at the wooden frame in surprise.
What is that for?
The officers of the Military Justice Department were making final preparations, checking the identities of the prisoners one by one, just as I taught them. The soldiers of the Law Enforcement Corps stood around the playground, holding torches high.
When the time was almost up, I showed up with all the officers and officers from the legion headquarters, accepted the most solemn and messy salute in my life, and then stood on the viewing platform.
"Soldiers of the Ninth Legion! My name is - Korn Keda! I am your commander." I spoke loudly, and two elf officers beside the stage were using magic to make my voice heard.
Everyone heard: "Since yesterday, I have taken care of your food, your sleep, and everything you do! From a certain perspective, I have become your father."
"But this father is not easy to be! Since noon today, people have been coming to complain... To be honest, this makes me very embarrassed. I am very unhappy, because some people are fucking destroying the Ninth Legion
Reputation!" After a pause, I continued: "I have nothing to say about these people, I will leave them all to the military judge, Lieutenant Colonel Jack!"
I pushed the matter onto Jack's head and sat down on the viewing platform.
"I am the military judge, and my name is Jack. No matter you are a soldier or an officer, as long as you do something stupid, I will invite you to talk." Jack stood at the position where I just spoke: "Today, the Military Justice Department arrested
There are some people. Among these people, there are officers and soldiers, some are sneaking around, and some are not paying for food... Now, I will announce their punishment!"
After a simple opening statement, Jack took out a list and began to read it. Every time he read a name, three soldiers from the law enforcement regiment dragged a person out from the corner of the playground, dragged him to the shelf and took off his name in twos and twos.
Tie up the clothes. Just by looking at their movements of stripping off the clothes, I knew that Jack had already taught them the trick of stripping the "bare pig".
There are more than 120 unlucky people in total, and the majority of them are soldiers. This does not mean that the former officers did not do bad things. Most of them have committed serious crimes and will not appear today.
"These are the people!" Jack finally finished reading the list: "The facts are all there, there is nothing to say. All of them will be punished with fifty lashes! Let the execution begin!"
More than a hundred hands holding whips were raised high, and the tip of the whip was swaying in the air, and was slapped on the prisoner's buttocks with a whistling sound! As soon as the whip went down, the prisoner's buttocks were immediately torn to pieces, and he screamed at the same time.
It rang.
"One! Two! Three..." the soldiers of the law enforcement regiment were counting.
Frankly speaking, I don't appreciate the bloody scenes, nor do I think the screams are a beautiful sound. But I do need to do this. I want to show my power to the soldiers of the Ninth Legion and ask them to stand beside me.
Come this way.
I don’t think ordinary soldiers would be dissatisfied with me. Almost all of these beaten guys are soldiers. They are also slaves themselves, but they are very close to the officers sent by the temple. Since they have done bad things in the town, they usually also
Naturally, he would bully other soldiers around him.
The soldiers in the queue were watching quietly, watching these "red men" who usually followed the officers being whipped. I knew that they must have some thoughts in their hearts, but they would not show it for a while.
Under neat instructions, the fifty whips were quickly finished, and the people who were beaten were bruised and bloody. Some were crying loudly, and some were incontinent...
"Fifty lashes, this is just a small punishment!" Jack said loudly: "If I do it again next time, I have something more fun here, I guarantee you haven't seen it."
I walked off the stage with a smile, turned around and said to Jack: "Don't let them down yet, let the soldiers take a closer look."
After letting their respective soldiers see the miserable condition of these people, the officers led the soldiers back to their tents. I knew that they would comfort the soldiers in their own way and take the opportunity to preach military law.
Managing an army has always required both softness and hardness. Softness is enough that soldiers will sacrifice their lives because of the general's kindness, but this takes time. Hardness is very simple, just make the soldiers fear their generals far more than the enemy.
On the next morning, more residents came to the camp to complain, and the accusations were much more serious. Some residents dragged a large number of witnesses, some carried the injured on stretchers, and some even praised them.
Painting portraits... basically everyone in the town had a share, and the Military Law Office was so busy that I had to allocate people from other places to help.
The whole morning, I was looking through official documents in the tent. In order to train Jack, I did not go to help him directly. Jack would come to ask me if he had a problem that he couldn't solve. He had come to me and asked me more than a dozen times in the morning, "Boss."
!" Jack came running again: "There is another case involving officers from the temple."
I didn't look up: "How many such cases have there been so far?"
"Forty-three onwards." Jack grabbed the cup and took a sip for himself: "Boss, you said you won't touch them within three days, so I'm here to ask you."
"I only said I wouldn't kill them." I thought for a while and said, "You go and bring the people out, try them first and then sentence them. I just need them to be alive before the priests come back with reinforcements!"
"I know! I'll do it right now!" Jack shouted happily, but then asked again: "Boss, their crimes are so serious."
"In the eyes of the judge, everyone is equal." I smiled at him: "Jack, you are a military judge now. I want you to promise me that you will not indulge the prisoners because they are slaves, nor will you aggravate them because they are nobles.
Punishment and sentencing standards must be determined by the case itself."
"Hey, boss, how did you know?" Jack smiled sheepishly: "That's what I wanted to do..."
"Because I am the boss and you are not." I said, "Go and do something quickly! The decision on the punishment of the officers must be written down in a document. One copy should be kept at the Military Law Office, one copy should be given to me, and one copy should be handed over to the Military Department!"
After Jack left, I was still a little worried. After all, this was the first time he had punished an officer with a temple background on a large scale. I dropped the official document and called a few people to the playground.
There were many residents from the town, sitting or standing occupying a corner of the playground, waiting for the officers of the Military Justice Department to call them to the viewing platform.
I walked right behind Jack and sat down, watching him work quietly.
"Go and bring the tailor." Jack told the people around him: "And the officers he wants to sue."
I took the case document and looked through it. It turned out that a tailor sued several military officers for making clothes in his shop without paying them, and also beat his son to death...
After a while, a middle-aged man with gray hair was brought over. He bowed to Jack timidly and held a hat in front of his chest with both hands.
"Sir," he said, "I am a tailor in this town. Everyone calls me Lao Om."
The townspeople did not recognize the military ranks worn by the officers, so they all called them "Sir."
"Ohm, we already know about you, and your evidence is very sufficient." Jack said to the tailor: "Now there are several people here that you need to identify."
Jack pointed to several officers standing next to him: "Did they kill your son?"
"Yes...!" The tailor's hand pinched the hat on his chest so that it was out of shape: "Master, it's them!"
"So, do you have anything to say about the tailor's accusation?" Jack said to several officers: "Do you admit it?"
"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel!" said a leading captain officer: "I admit this, but we do not admit guilt!"
"Say your reasons."
"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, you know that we are officers sent by the temple." The captain said: "It is their duty to serve us. Can killing a civilian be considered a sin? We are all nobles with the right to amnesty!
"
"You don't need to say so many words, you just need to answer whether I have this matter." Jack knocked on the table: "As for whether you are guilty or not, I will judge."
"We did this."
"Okay." Jack picked up a piece of paper: "The facts are very clear."
"The verdict of this case is as follows. I find the three officers guilty." Jack stood up and said: "As a military judge, on behalf of the coalition forces and the legion, I declare that all the personal belongings of the three officers will be confiscated as compensation for the tailor Ohm.
He is an officer's crime tool and deprived of all rights. He will be executed tomorrow!"
"Death penalty..." The three officers stayed for a while: "No! Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, you can't do this! We are innocent! We are not guilty!"
Jack waved his hand: "Pull it down!"
"Military judge." The Yiren officer in charge of the execution came and asked Jack: "What are the tools for committing crimes? How do I confiscate them?"
"Stupid!" Jack said, "What did you use to hit someone?"
"Hands and feet." The Yiren officer said, "If that doesn't work, wings can also be used."
"Isn't that right?" Jack pointed out in a low voice: "Take their hands and feet..."
"yes!"
The Yiren officer directed the soldiers to drag the three people away, and immediately performed the "confiscation" procedure in the audience. After a howl, three pairs of bloody hands and feet were placed in front of the tailor.
"Ohm, you can go back." Jack said to the tailor: "They will be executed tomorrow, you can come and see."
The tailor had been frightened by the hands and feet and turned pale: "Ah! Yes, sir!"
"Next!" Jack shouted.
Jack judged several cases in a row, and the penalties were all appropriate. No one knew that he knew nothing just a few hours ago.
Seeing that he handled it well, I returned to my tent with confidence.
Who knew that before I could sit down when I returned to the tent, I heard a scream that was more helpless, desolate, and desperate than ever before, echoing in the camp, and this tragic sound lasted for a long time, and the ending dragged on for a long time.
And high.
There was no doubt that Jack had messed up! My first reaction was to run back to the playground.
Under the viewing platform, several soldiers held down a shouting officer. The blood-covered officer was so strong that several soldiers could not quiet him down...
On the viewing platform, a man was looking at the ground with dull eyes.
"Come here," I said to Jack, "What the hell is going on?"
"It's nothing!" Jack came over and answered me: "I did everything as you taught me. I asked people to confiscate this guy's crime tools, and the death penalty is scheduled for tomorrow. He just screamed louder."
"Is that just like this?" I asked suspiciously, "What did he commit?"
"Don't worry, sir, this case is very simple." Jack said: "He admitted that he raped the bakery owner's daughter..."
"Oh, that's it..." I was about to nod, but suddenly I understood what the problem was, and grabbed Jack: "Jack! Don't tell me... the tool you confiscated is his... his... this
No joke!"
"Boss, what's the problem?" Jack looked innocent: "Did he use other tools to do this? It doesn't matter, I'll call someone again..."
"No need, Jack, really no need." I looked at the piece of "tool" on the ground, shook my head and said, "Jack, I think you'd better return this 'tool' to him... give it to him.
I'll handle it!"
"You!" I pointed at the winged officer and said, "Come here!"
The Yiren officer ran over: "Yes, sir. Is something wrong?"
"I order you," I said, "to put this officer who raped women to death immediately - to purify his soul, burn him with fire!"
"yes!"
"Jack, if anyone asks about this officer." I turned to Jack and said, "Just say that I handled it myself... That's right! Don't confiscate such tools again in the future!"
"I got it, boss!" Jack said, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Yes, you made a mistake." I said to Jack gently: "You don't have to worry, the mistake is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you don't know how to remedy it, you continue."
After dealing with Jack's mistake, I returned to my tent. My time was very tight, and I had to arrange everything in the three days when no one was doing anything right with me.
Meeting after meeting, I was too busy to eat or sleep. Fortunately, I brought more officers, and they all knew how to deal with general affairs. Thanks to everyone's efforts, there was no trouble in the past three days, as long as
I won the battle with the priests sent under the temple, and my position in the Ninth Legion was consolidated.
The priest who went to move reinforcements returned to the camp within the agreed time limit with a large group of people, including generals with shining golden shoulders, high-ranking priests and the highest local chief executive.
They entered the camp from the main gate, and were greeted by hundreds of gallows along the road. The officers who were missing arms and legs under the gallows had ropes tied around their necks. Walking further inside, they arrived outside my tent, where there were also
More than a hundred soldiers from the law enforcement regiment were whipping the prisoners, giving loud and neat commands accompanied by screams... I think they had never seen this scene before, and this was just an appetizer I served them.
As a major general commander, of course I would greet them at the tent, and I would be neatly dressed and look friendly.
"Your Excellency Cohen Keda, I rushed back within the agreed time." The clerk came over first: "I hope you will also keep your promise."
"Of course I kept my promise, Lord Priest." I said with a smile: "I didn't do anything, and I didn't kill a single officer, unless someone made me lose my mind."
"It's so gratifying to hear such news." The secretary said, "Please allow me to introduce you to a few guests."
"Sorry, the military camp only has official business." My smile faded: "I don't receive guests!"
"Oh... I'm sorry, Your Excellency Commander, no... I mean Your Excellency the Divine Knight." My sudden change of attitude surprised the secretary: "They are not guests... they are..."
With a cold face, I raised my hand and slapped him!
"Remember this!" I stared at the secretary and said, "I am the supreme commander of the Ninth Legion! You are just my subordinate, so your words must be concise and clear! I don't raise waste!"
I just want to play the role of a moody person. This slap is not only a slap on the clerk, but also a slap on the face of everyone present, making everyone who comes with the clerk think about their identity.
In this way, everyone will not accuse me at the same time after a while. After all, this is my military camp and they need to consider their own safety.
For such people, dignity always comes first, and they will never risk being slapped by me to oppose me. Even if they can do something to me afterwards, being slapped or stripped of their clothes by me will not be enough for them. It seems that the gain outweighs the loss.
"Your Excellency!" A general in silver armor spoke: "If there is no problem, we want to talk to you." (To be continued)