When the wooden stick is really placed in front of you, it doesn't feel like believing that luck is on your side. Eight [one] 〈文〕]?.] ８）１)

The heartbeat of the captive soldier immediately increased, and the face of the captive soldier at the front was even greener and frightening, and his hands trembled like an electric shock.

"Let's start the lottery!" Li Guo shouted helplessly, the general naturally had his reasons for doing this. Forcibly suppressing the pity in his heart, his eyes fell on the face of the captive soldier at the front, "You come first!" ”

Of the ten people, only nine can live and one die. Who's the damn one, and will I draw one for life or death?

The captives hesitated, they looked at the wooden sticks in their hands in a daze, especially the one at the front, they were even more painful, and they didn't dare to stretch out their hands.

The same scene was playing out in the twenty teams at the same time, with the same expressions, movements, and even the eyes, as if carved out of a mold.

"Let's smoke!" Li Guo waited in a hurry, what about more than 400 teams, if each team is like this, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, thousands of people, when will this be over?

Li Guo slowly pulled out the saber at his waist in half, although he couldn't bear to kill these poor rebels, but he had to listen to Mo Li's orders. When he decided to join Mo Li's account, he had already told himself that in the future, he would only look forward to Mo Li and never rebel.

Putting away his sympathetic gaze, Li Guo's eyes became cold, and he saw that the captive soldiers were beating drums and their scalps were numb.

The captive soldier at the front was frightened by Li Guo's eyes, and finally stretched out his hand tremblingly.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided! Damn it! Smoked! Under the gaze of his companion behind him, his hand slowly stretched out to the top of the wooden stick, stopped there, glanced at ***, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closed his eyes, and suddenly pulled out a wooden stick!

Wow!

He didn't dare to look at what he was pumping, his eyes still instinctively closed. There was silence all around, but he seemed to hear his companion's breathing suddenly intensify.

Li Guo's slight hum came from his ears, and there was a hint of inexplicable relaxation in his voice: "Boy, you are lucky!" Long sign, live, get out over there! Next! ”

Long sign? Live!

The captive soldier was suddenly ecstatic as if he had escaped, at this moment Li Guo's words were as pleasant as heaven in his ears, his body was shaking because he was too excited, and he trembled even more than before, and then he let out a sigh, the whole person relaxed, and glanced back at the other nine people with a somewhat complicated expression, his mouth muttered slightly, and then he lowered his head and slowly walked to the side, the whole person seemed to have collapsed.

The faces of the other nine people became ugly, both envious and worried, thinking how good it would be if he was the one who won the short lot! That way, you don't have to die.

People are selfish, especially in the face of possible imminent death, and often hope that others can die for them and leave the chance to live for themselves. Now that the chance of survival is one percent less, the fear in everyone's hearts has inexplicably increased by another point.

Just like the one just now, the second thin young man was just as nervous, and his hand was shaking to draw lots, but he knew that if he didn't draw it, he would immediately be killed by these murderous New Liao Army soldiers in front of him.

Therefore, he didn't hesitate for long, and reached out and directly pulled out the second one.

"Okay, you're alive, stand over there!" Li Guo didn't say a word, and waved his hand to signal the young man to step aside.

"Next!"

The skinny young man breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the side excitedly. However, the hearts of the remaining eight people were beating faster and faster, and their faces became more and more ugly.

The two people in front of them were lucky to survive, but the rest of them undoubtedly had a few more chances of winning the short lot, which could kill them at any time.

People are so strange, when the death of others can bring life to themselves, everyone is cursing these two people who have drawn the long lot. If someone else dies for them, they will be ecstatic and will not sympathize with the unfortunate companion at all.

The third draw was a middle-aged captive soldier, who should be close to forty years old, and his face had a lot of wrinkles. I don't know if he is old and used to seeing life and death, or pretending to be calm, I saw him walk in front of ***, grinned, and asked, "Official, I will definitely not draw a short one, believe it or not?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, smoke it!"

"If I'm really unlucky enough to draw a short one, can you leave me a whole corpse?"

"Yes! But it must be killed by the nine of them with a knife in one person! *** replied angrily, if the nine knives go down, can there still be a whole corpse? Besides, the dead are all dead, is there a difference between the whole corpse and the incomplete corpse?

I don't understand why the other nine people have to kill the unlucky guy who drew the short lot, Li Guo didn't understand why Mo Li did this, and he naturally didn't know it, but he knew that everything the general decided was reasonable.

After hearing this, the middle-aged captive soldier sighed and said to himself: "That's good, wealth is in the sky, life and death are fate!" Let's smoke! He casually drew a wooden stick, and then raised it, and it turned out to be a long stick!

"Yo, you're in luck! Okay, get over there! *** waved his hand.

The middle-aged captive soldier suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, rushed to the *** owed, and then walked to the side, muttering as he walked: "I said that we won't draw a short one, haha, it seems that the fortune teller when I was a child really didn't say anything wrong, let's ...... hard."

Next came the fourth, fifth, and sixth ...... The strange thing is that after drawing eight people in a row, none of them won the short lot, which made Li Guo and *** wonder, it doesn't make sense, even eight of them are raw lots!

But *** took a look at the cloth bag, and the short sign did still exist.

Li Guo couldn't help but sigh secretly, in this world, especially in this troubled world, to survive, there is really a little luck. Although he did not approve of this kind of punishment that was unforgettable and terrifying, and did not want anyone to be innocently killed, it was an iron order that had to be carried out.

The excitement of the eight captives who survived had not yet subsided, and they stood there, obviously trembling slightly, and two of them were shaking their calves and stomachs violently. After the rest of their lives, their fear turned into sympathy for the other two last captives.

The last two remaining captive soldiers' faces were so white that there was no blood at all, their teeth were clucking up and down, and a young man in front of him was even more like a lost soul, looking at the last two sticks in his hand in a daze, like a fool.

This young man used to be a guy in the county pharmacy, and his name was very festive, called Wan Duofu. Among the people, he was the least courageous, and when he followed the rebels to rebel before, he tried his best to hide behind and wave his flag and shout, and he never killed anyone. Everyone knows that he is afraid of blood, and they laugh at him for not having eggs.

The other is Hu Yiniu, a tenant of a landlord's family in the countryside of Qiao County, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his body is quite strong.

"You're unlucky." Li Guo said expressionlessly: "There are only two left, one of them must be a dead lot, the two of you, one of them must be drawn!" It's up to you to have the luck! ”

Wan Duofu's hands were shaking violently, and the whole person fell into a great panic. This sign, either I die, or he dies!

Wan Duofu's feet were like a thousand pounds, he couldn't lift them, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Hu Yiniu was not much better, as if his body was no longer his, and he stood there numb. In fact, his pressure and fear are the same as Wan Duofu, because in fact, as long as Wan Duofu draws lots, he can decide whether they die or I live.

"Official, I'm ...... Can I not smoke ......" Wan Duofu actually came up with such a sentence.

Li Guo Huo Ran drew his sword, although it was only half cut, but it was full of cold light.

"Don't don't, don't kill me, I'm ...... I smoke ...... I smoke! Wan Duofu stepped out tremblingly, and his body involuntarily shook like chaff.

Dead Sign, Dead Sign, Dead Sign! ......

Hu Yiniu kept shouting in his heart, his eyes fixed on the two wooden sticks, his eyes bulging, as if they would blow up at any time.

Wan Duofu closed his eyes, reached out and groped on the two wooden sticks, hesitated for a while, and finally grabbed one of them and pulled it out violently!

Dead Sign!

"You're out of luck, it's a dead sign!"

Said without a trace of emotion.

It was he who died! It's him! That's great! I finally don't have to die! Thank God! Thank goodness! Hu Yiniu breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Wan Duofu opened his eyes suddenly, but as if he still didn't want to believe that he had won the death lot, he pulled out the last remaining bamboo stick, but as everyone knew, he drew a short lot, and he was the one who had to die!

"No, it won't, it's wrong! Surely I got it wrong! I don't want to die.... I don't want to die... Woooooo

In an instant, Wan Duofu lost all the strength of his body, could no longer stand, and sat on the ground, because he was so frightened, he actually lost his voice and began to cry. At this time, if he stopped crying, he would be all around him, and many more cries would be heard.

"No, no, no, no...... Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

In the face of death, he is just an ordinary person, how can he calm down and suffer death calmly.

"Kill him!"

Li Guo's voice no longer has a trace of sympathy and pity, as a soldier, he can't show sympathy for the prisoners, as a soldier, he needs to carry out orders to the letter.

The soldiers threw nine long knives in front of Hu Yiniu and the eight captive soldiers.

"Pick him up and kill him!" Li Guo roared loudly, "Otherwise, you will be like him, and no one will survive!" ”