Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 13: Good People Are Worse Than Bad People
Kelar looked at everyone and announced, "Those who are willing to lay down their weapons and surrender, and who have never killed anyone, you can go."

"The murderer will be killed, and the injured will be punished. Isn't this fair?"

The Celtics' reaction this time was not as big as the first time, after all, Kelar had done this before.

Although these people had some complaints in their hearts, many smart knights had already begun to wonder why this battle was won so easily?
There were still more than 2,000 Ansa people. Why did they all surrender?

If they all fought to the death and refused to surrender, the Celtics would suffer heavy losses, which was a foreseeable necessity.

In the end, no one will be the winner.

"..."

The Ansa looked at each other in silence, and did not answer Kelar's question. In fact, as enemies, it was difficult for the Celts to distinguish each Ansa who killed people. Only they themselves could tell the difference.

But how difficult is it to get them to identify each other?
This is not something that can be resolved by Kelar's kindness. After all, betraying teammates is something that not everyone can do, and the psychological pressure will be very great.

But Kelar is not without a solution. He is not a pedantic and foolish person. The methods used by good people are sometimes much more evil than those used by bad people.

"You took the initiative to invade Maple Ridge, but now that you have been defeated, you don't even have a means of transportation to return. You can only rely on swimming to return to your Ansa territory."

Kelar smiled and said, "But swimming also requires physical strength and food. If there is no food, at least half of you will die on the way, right?"

"...But Powell and his men said that you would give us food." A braver Ansa said respectfully, "Lord Kelar, Powell called you a righteous man."

"You may be a righteous man or a saint!" Kelar said calmly, not moved by his flattery: "I can give you food, but the premise is that you must follow the laws I set. What I say is that killing is not good!"

"For those who are willing to identify me, I can give you double the supplies. I can even give you far more supplies than what we looted. For me, this is not a burden."

Kelar smiled and said, "If none of you are willing to identify me, then I can only cut the supplies for all of you in half. With half the food, you can barely return alive, but you may get seriously ill or get injured."

"During this period of time, if we don't encounter sea monsters, there should be no problem."

Kelar was very good at mathematics. After winning the battle, he began to calculate in his mind the food these Ansa people would need and the supplies needed to maintain the minimum baseline vital signs.

He could give abundant supplies to two thousand people with a wave of his hand, or he could just let them survive. If they encountered a crisis like a sea monster, they could only leave it to fate.

It seemed that the Ansa people returned with a great harvest, while Kelar suffered heavy losses. As for the result, it seemed to be the same as before.

But in fact, it is not like that. What I give you is yours. If I don’t give it to you, you can’t snatch it away.

These are completely different things.

Kelar's move of both attacking and defending was very clever. He was a master at dividing and winning over. He transformed the conflict between the Ansa people and Kelar into a conflict within themselves. The idea of ​​solidarity against a common enemy that the Ansa people had finally raised disappeared in an instant.

Most people still think - they didn't kill anyone, so why should everyone share the punishment?

Finally, someone stood up. A red-haired Celtic... no, he should be called a Gaul. He pointed at his 'comrades' next to him and said, "I saw Old John kill someone. They can testify for me!"

The Gauls and Celts are of the same origin, but they separated hundreds or thousands of years ago. Some of the people invading Britain today are Gauls.

Kelar signaled to the serfs beside him... no, the lord's guards stepped forward and pulled out the Ansa man who was so horrified after being identified that he wanted to hide.

"Very good. I'll remember you. You can get double the supplies later."

Kelar nodded at him, and the man, who was originally a little ashamed, instantly perked up. He didn't look like he had betrayed his comrades, but rather like he had done something proud.

With this person leading the way, it was much easier for the others to sell out their teammates. Eventually, hundreds of people were caught one after another. Even Kelar was surprised. In this battle, less than a hundred Celts died, and they were all temporarily recruited and untrained serfs.

None of the knights who had received military training since childhood died. Only one knight was dragged off his horse by the Ansa people. When he was about to be killed, he was saved by the serf soldiers who were accompanying him.

This is the power of the coordinated tactics of infantry and cavalry. With cavalry to break the formation and infantry to provide defense, the combat effectiveness of both sides complement each other and can confront forces several times their own in the front, or even defeat unorganized guerrillas that outnumber their own forces by several times.

"..."

Kelar couldn't help but fall into deep thought. There were less than a hundred deaths on my side, so how come you sold more than four hundred people to me?

Kelar immediately stopped this behavior and pulled someone over to question him: "My Lord's Guards only lost less than a hundred people in total. Why have you reported more than four hundred people and you still have no intention of stopping?"

"Could it be that you deliberately deceived me, Kelar, for supplies?"

"We would never dare to have such delusion." The Ansa man who was held by him almost fainted from fright. After coming to his senses, he explained tremblingly: "Lord Kelar, you are talking about the murderer, not the murder on this battlefield..."

"We thought..."

Kelar understood that these Ansa people thought that Kelar wanted to bring up old accounts and settle previous scores.

No wonder they were so hesitant before and formed a group so quickly.

If we really want to look back on the past, there must be some innocent people among these people who were killed, but if we kill every other one, there will definitely be some who are missed.

But Kelar had no intention of killing without teaching. What was the difference between the previous Ansa people and those uncivilized beasts?

He was not prepared to dig up the past.

If after receiving his teachings, one still harbors evil thoughts, that is unforgivable!
But now that things have come to this, more than 400 people have been exposed. It is not possible to let them go. Isn't this pure betrayal? Next time, no one will be willing to obey Kelar's orders.

Kelar ordered: "Al, take out the supplies I prepared in advance and give the remaining 400 supplies to those who reported it."

As soon as Kelar said this, the Ansa people who were originally worried felt relieved instantly. Especially after the incident of mutual denunciation, these Ansa people didn't even dare to trust their own comrades. It can be said that their psychological security has dropped to the lowest level...

But Kelar's trustworthy behavior won them back and their trust in Kelar reached the highest level.

It’s just a little psychological application, similar to the Stockholm and Suspension Bridge effects.

But Kelar didn't pay anything extra. He had prepared the corresponding supplies in advance. Now this lift and this drop has achieved the effect of killing two birds with one stone.

It is useless even if you see through Kelar's plan, because this is an unsolvable conspiracy.

(End of this chapter)