After committing this kind of plunder right in front of me, you think you can just run? Can't you see that naked girl over there, sobbing beside her parents' corpses? I'll kill every last one of you. Not a single one of you will be left alive!
Crunch! Crunch!
Gaaargh!
I killed two more mercenary captains.
My halberd smashed their heads beyond recognition.
The last remaining mercenary captain tried to flee, but an arrow Herto loosed from horseback pierced his neck and killed him. The leaderless mercenaries scattered in every direction, but we didn't let them get away.
With the tables turned, the people of Basel who had been plundered grabbed farm tools and even kitchen knives and ambushed the fleeing mercenaries, quite literally "butchering" them. Nothing is crueler than mercenaries, except the vengeance of their victims.
"S-Spare me! I surrendered!"
"My wife and daughter! You son of a bitch!"
"Aaargh! Please, stop! Gaah!"
