Chapter 759 Setting up the stage
The whole battle was uneventful. The Poles left behind more than a thousand corpses and hundreds of mules and horses. Only two people on the Austrian side were injured. One person was shot through the buttocks by a stray bullet, and the other person somehow angered a hen and was killed. The latter made a cut on his head.
Although the Royal Dragoons in Wubao did not pursue, the remaining Polish Restoration Army had absolutely no possibility of escaping.
Albrecht's flank troops and Hainau's vanguard troops captured the remnants of the Polish Nationalist Army and captured more than a thousand people. The rest all died in the melee.
Albrecht and Heinau were not as brave as Franz. Both veterans chose to use artillery and rockets to open the way. Many Poles who wanted to surrender had no chance.
The war was won, but neither Colonel Monta, who was in charge of defending the city, nor Albrecht and Heinau, who were watching the battle, nor Count Stadion, who was sitting quietly with Behm far away, were satisfied.
Franz was also dissatisfied with this battle because the number of enemies was too small, even less than he expected. He felt that the effect of troop training could not be achieved at all, and they had not yet been allowed to fight Albrecht on the Hungarian prairie. "Horse bandits" are fierce.
Tisovsky and Dembovsky were grateful that they were still alive, but they were not happy about the fate of being defeated and captured.
Burns Pork was dissatisfied with not being able to use his talents, and Bem was dissatisfied with those who failed miserably because they did not listen to his advice.
The young butler with gold-rimmed glasses was dissatisfied with Franz for "occupying" the eldest lady he cherished, and he was also dissatisfied with not being able to kill Franz.
The only person who was very satisfied with the current situation was Vihliu Yasusky. He was fortunate that his men did not take action, and his adopted daughter had an affair with Archduke Franz.
This made Vihliu Yasuski feel that he had made a profit. Even if he could not become the Prime Minister of the Empire, he would be able to walk sideways in Galicia in the future.
Of course, he was not arrogant enough to think that Franz could marry Celestina, but just being a lover was an honor enough for an ordinary noble.
When Franz left the house, Vihliu Yasusky immediately approached him.
"Your Highness, are you okay?" The latter thought about the wording, but finally did not dare to say it too openly. "Are you okay?"
"Not bad." Franz's words were lukewarm.
"What about Celestina?"
"She might need a rest." Franz's tone was still indifferent.
Vihlyu Yasusky curled his lips without being noticed, and said in his heart, "I have been tortured by you for so long. Do you not need a rest?"
"Then Your Highness, is there anything I can do for you?"
"I would like to ask you to call all the nearby residents."
Franz's words aroused vigilance in Vihliu Yasusky, because the latter heard that the serfs were now revolting and judging nobles everywhere.
The matter was so big that no one cared about it. It was obvious that someone big was backing it, but Vihliu Yasusky thought it was the annoying Count Stadion.
After all, His Highness doesn't seem very smart and very indulgent towards his subordinates. This kind of person is usually not a bad person, but he is definitely not an idealist who will make decisions for the people.
So Vihliu Yasusky readily agreed. He felt that Franz probably wanted to hold a celebration party, so naturally the more people, the better, so that it would look impressive.
It only took half a day for all the serfs in the Yasusky family territory to be summoned. Vihliu Yasusky deliberately asked the serfs to wear their best clothes, because it would be more dignified.
However, when he returned to his manor with the serfs from ten miles and eight villages, he was dumbfounded because there was an extra gallows just above the square.
Vihlyu Yasusky couldn't help but swallow. He just felt that his throat was on fire and he couldn't speak, but his forehead and back were wet with cold sweat. In the end, he could only squeeze out a few words.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just want you to get the people out of the basement."
Franz was smiling, but his eyes were fixed on Vihliu Yasusky, who managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"You are joking, I only have food and wine in the basement here, I can use them all to reward everyone, as well as my money and land!
I want to see how Celestina is doing, she is my heart."
Vihliu Yasusky was already panicking. He was eager to exchange his wealth for his life. At the same time, he did not forget to remind Franz that Miss Celestina was his daughter.
"Colonel Bordeaux, please take Mr. Yasusky to see Miss Celestina."
Bordeaux: "Please follow me."
Vihlyu Yasusky entered the room and his face turned pale after just one glance. He almost collapsed to the ground, but he was held up by two guards.
"So can you release the people in the dungeon now?"
Franz deliberately emphasized the word dungeon so that the people around him could hear it clearly, and the atmosphere suddenly became noisy.
The serfs were all happy. How could the Yasusky family not know what was about to happen at this time, but they were trapped by Colonel Monta's soldiers and could not move.
"No, I don't have a dungeon! There is only food and wine in my basement. I will give you as much as you want. There really is no dungeon."
Vihliu Yasusky burst into tears as if he had been greatly wronged, but Franz and the people around him had long been accustomed to this.
"Mr. Bordeaux, please follow Lakshmi to the dungeon and be sure to rescue the person alive."
"yes!"
Just then someone in the crowd shouted: "I know! I know where the Yasusky family's dungeon is!"
"I know it too!"
"My brother died in the dungeon, please avenge him!"
"My daughter has been imprisoned in the dungeon by these beasts for several months. Now her life or death is uncertain."
The surrounding villagers immediately became excited. At first Vihliu Yasusky was still yelling "Liar! You lie! Damn devil!"
But soon the latter's voice was drowned out by the former.
"You are the damn devil!"
"Curse you!"
"Your Highness, please let him receive the punishment he deserves!"
"He also colluded with the Polish Nationalist Army!"
"Yes! He is a traitor!"
"He also pushed down food prices."
“They even smuggled food to the Prussians during the previous famine.”
Four scribes, under the command of Mia Artiès, frantically recorded the crimes of Vihliu Yasusky. The serfs became even more excited when they saw this, and soon the crime entries alone were Twelve pages of records were recorded.
But what Franz didn't expect was that the square under his feet was the place where Vihliu Yasuski usually buried people.
Franz took a shovel, and with only a dozen shovels, he hit a hard object, which was a human skull.