Jacques Porter was hung on the shelf at the entrance of the village, and the villagers could see his painful appearance just by turning their heads.

No one dared to speak for Jacques Porter.

Even Jacques' father and brother did not have the courage to stand up.

On the contrary, the family lowered their heads and almost buried their heads in the land, fearing that one of their own breaths would disturb others.

The whole place is depressingly quiet.

At this time, no one dared to question William's authority.

Even though he looked fifteen or sixteen, even if he didn't look strong or cruel, even if he only brought a few followers with little force.

All the villagers were waiting for William's order!

Although violence is not the most solid method of rule, it is always the fastest and most efficient method of rule.

William walked back to the stone platform, and Old John and the others stood beside each other with high spirits, holding their heads upright.

Although no one dared to speak, the messy formation below made William frown involuntarily.

When the villagers below saw it, they all became nervous. They didn't know who caused the cruel lord to be angry again. They prayed in their hearts that they should not be themselves, not themselves, not themselves!

William really couldn't stand it and wanted his entourage to rectify the formation, but he was afraid that they would not understand their intentions, so he had no choice but to end up in person.

He walked down the stone platform and came to the front of the villagers.

When the villagers saw William coming, they were so scared that they shivered.

William ignored this, and directly ordered a villager to take a few steps forward.

Although the villagers were afraid, they did not dare to resist. They accepted their fate and walked to the designated position of William, waiting for the arrangement of fate.

But William ignored him at all, but he asked five villagers from other places to stand in a parallel but not far away from the first villager!

Six villagers stood in fear.

William then shouted to the villagers, "Everyone who lives with the people in front of him stands behind him, one by one!"

As soon as the words came out, the villagers became turbulent again.

They thought William would not even let the villagers' families go.

Only Old Gret in the middle of the crowd thoughtful.

One of the villagers standing in front of him started crying. He cried and said to William, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo if you make any mistakes, please punish me if you make any mistakes. I hope you, kind Lord, please let my family go!"

As soon as he said this, the other people who had not cried before also started crying, and each of them asked William for forgiveness.

Old John came over and shouted, "Damn it, you untouchables, are you ordering the Baron to do things?"

"Master John, this is not what we meant! For your son, please help us plead with the Lord and let our family go!" The villagers were panicked when Old John said, and hurriedly pleaded.

Hearing the villagers calling him "Master John", a hint of compassion flashed in Old John's eyes, but he always knew the source of his honor and did not lose himself.

He secretly glanced at William and found that he was frowning. He thought that his remaining anger had not yet subsided. He immediately put his heart in his right position, looked fierce on his face, and cursed, "Silly Untouchable, why did you know that you want to store food until winter comes? Why did you have to wait until you make a mistake and know that you have to make a mistake?"

"Enough, shut up!" William couldn't help but shouted angrily.

Old John and the villagers were scared and closed their mouths obediently.

William's eyes patrolled around and finally landed on the villagers in front of him. He sighed and said helplessly, "I don't plan to punish you and your family..."

Hearing this, the villagers and their families were all happy.

"But if you don't do what I ask, it's hard for me to guarantee that I won't vent my anger on you."

The villagers became more and more terrified again.

"Now, you are still in place and let your family stand behind you!" William shouted loudly with an expressionless face.

The sound passed.

Soon a young villager walked out of the crowd and staggered towards one of the villagers.

With the first one, there is soon a second one.

Not long after, the families of the six villagers came out and stood behind them.

But then a new problem arose again.

There is a villager's family. I don't know if it's stupid or stupid. A bunch of people are behind him, making a mess.

This made William's nameless fire rise again.

He walked over angrily, grabbed one of the villagers directly, nailed him behind the villagers lined in front, and then cursed at the villagers who had a foul smell, "Damn it! Arrange one by one, one by one! Otherwise, I will hang you all behind and accompany that Jacques!"

Fear gives people motivation.

When the villagers were frightened by William, they immediately did not dare to breathe, and lined up honestly.

Looking at the six relatively straight teams, William's mood was relieved a little.

He shouted again, "Old John!"

"Sir Baron, I'm always by your side!"

"According to my method, you will put these villagers one by one, orderly behind them!" William pointed at the remaining villagers.

"Yes! Your order is my will!" Old John responded, called his son, the blacksmith and carpenter, and went to rectify the remaining villagers.

It took about the time when a candle was burning again. When the sun shone the whole village to a golden layer, all the villagers were lined up in six winding lines based on their families.

There is no way to compare with the tofu block army in my previous life, but it is many times better than the messy situation in the morning.

At first glance, it is clear!

And it's well organized.

The venue looks much empty and not crowded like in the morning, and there is almost no place to stand!

Old John praised him next to William, "Master Baron, you are the wisest lord I have ever seen, as dazzling as the sun in the sky!"

"Okay, Old John, stop saying these things. What I hope is that you can learn this management method as soon as possible, so that it can make me feel more relaxed, okay? Instead of these beautiful words! Old John, you are like my left and right arm. I hope that one day, you can help me solve anything like my arm. I also hope that one day, my name to you is not Old John, but Sir John. Little John should also be like a real knight, riding on a horse, traversing all directions! You said, okay, my Uncle John!"

Old John's eyes were filled with shame and his face turned red.

A baron who personally came to deal with the untouchables and personally rectified the villagers' team, was not showing his outstanding abilities, but the shame of their followers.

"Mr. Baron, I swear by my life and my children's lives, and I will definitely not disappoint you!" Old John said heavily.

"Well! I believe there will be that day!" William nodded calmly, and then said, "Take out those two pieces of parchment, go down, and count them for me one by one to see who hasn't come?"

As Old John listened, his eyes lit up.

William had asked him to check the number of people in the village before and recorded it on parchment paper, and now he is queuing according to the family unit.

In this way, just investigate each family unit and follow each family unit, and you will soon know the specific situation of each family.

The situation in the territory becomes as clear as the palm lines on the lord’s hand!

Unlike other lords, they have only a little understanding of the situation of their own territory and notify the villagers to hold a meeting. They don’t know who comes or who doesn’t come!

Of course, the premise is that other lords ask the villagers to hold a meeting!

William's methods are so high! Too high!

Old John couldn't help but say to William, "Sir Baron, please allow me to express my best to your wisdom..."

"Old John, go and do things." William shook his head and interrupted Old John's uncontrollable flattery.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Old John responded with a solemn expression and went to do things!

With William suppressing him, no one present dared to move.

After another candle burned, John Old and his son John Young finally counted the attendance and reported it to William.

"Master Baron, I found out that there were twelve people who had not arrived." Old John was a little angry when he said this. When Master Baron wanted to speak, he dared not come?

"Sir Baron, I think these people ignore your authority and need heavy punishment!" Old John suggested.

"Let their family call them first!"

"Sir Baron, I have already asked someone to call me." Old John said quickly.

"Yeah, it's not bad." William praised casually, and Old John was immediately happy.

The village is not big, and not long after, the twelve people were called.

Rows of villagers dared not speak, so they had to look at them.

This made the twelve villagers who were already panicked even more scared.

With this feeling, they walked up to William.

The fate of Jacques Porter being hung at the entrance of the village and the quiet performance of the villagers made these twelve villagers dare not be presumptuous at all.

One of them, wanted to explain, rushing to say, "Neither Baron, I'm for..."

William waved his hand to stop him from speaking.

Old John immediately cursed, "Darge, Lord Baron didn't say anything, who made you speak without authorization! You should really sew your mouth so that you can't eat a little bread and starve to death!"

The villager was frightened and shivered.

William shook his head helplessly again, stopped John Old and said, "Enough, John Old."

Old John then closed his mouth.

William looked at them and said, "I don't care what the reason is for you, but it's a fact that it's not attended my meeting!"
Chapter completed!