Jiang Chuan, who was standing on the throne of tiger skin, waved his hand, and Su Qin next to him understood, and said in a loud voice to the one hundred and twenty-eight captives:

"You and other Tartars were originally barbarians who fished and hunted between the white mountains and black waters of Liaodong, and took advantage of the immaculate time of my Han court to kidnap my people, occupy my city, and poison Liaodong.

And the barbaric and immoral people dared to establish their own country and proclaim themselves emperors, which were hated and despised by the Han people in the world.

Today, the Manchu Qing Kingdom has been destroyed by His Royal Highness the King of Qin, and you have also been captured. Today, His Royal Highness the King of Qin was crowned with a ceremony to sacrifice heaven and earth to comfort the lives of the people of the Han family who were brutalized by Er and others in the past. ”

There was solemnity and tranquility on all sides, and Su Qin's voice rolled around him, and the crowd of onlookers could hear it clearly.

Hearing that these Manchu aristocratic captives were going to be executed, the onlookers were full of excitement and anticipation in their eyes, and many people even couldn't help but clench their fists and stare at those captives, wanting to see how these executioners who had mutilated countless Han people, ruined countless people, and reduced countless people to slaves who were worse than death died.

After Su Qin finished speaking, he looked back at Jiang Chuan on the throne, Jiang Chuan got up, walked to the front of the high platform calmly, slowly raised the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

As soon as the words came out, like a spring thunder exploding out of thin air, everyone was in good spirits.

The silver-armored swordsmen behind the one hundred and twenty-eight captives shouted in unison, and at the same time took a step forward, raising their two-handed swords high in their hands and slashing towards the captives.

The blood light was filled, one hundred and twenty-eight human heads rolled to the ground, and the scarlet blood spurted out of the one hundred and twenty-eight cavities instantly dyed the bluestone slabs on the central square red, and the rich smell of blood was quickly carried around by the ensuing gust of wind.

The crowd of onlookers was silent for a while, and then suddenly there was a lot of noise, some cheering, others crying loudly, as if people felt that a heavy shackle on their hearts had been broken in an instant.

Jiang Chuan looked at the heads that had rolled down below, although he had long been used to it, but he was also quite excited in his heart.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty, which had rewritten the direction of Chinese civilization in history and made Chinese civilization really decline, disappeared with its own efforts in this specious time and space.

But Jiang Chuan knew very well in his heart that this was just the beginning. If he wants to lead the Han family sons and daughters of this world to the top of the world again and become the most powerful empire in the world, there are still many powerful enemies waiting for him in the future.

The first step of the long march has only been completed, and the road ahead is long, and there must be more blood and bones paved with road waiting for you to go.

The third item of the ceremony was a special presentation of congratulatory tables and congratulatory gifts by the envoys of the Mongolian ministries and the three Koreans.

The execution site just now had not been cleared, and the messengers were holding the congratulatory tables and congratulatory gift lists, stepping on the bluestone slabs covered with sticky blood, their faces were pale, and they walked towards the high platform with trembling.

These envoys walked to the front of the high platform, first knelt down to the river and saluted, and all of them performed the holy salute of three kneels and nine prostrations, first announcing themselves to their homes, and then saying some words of congratulations.

After Jiang Chuan signaled to calm down, they handed over the table and gift list to Liu Ji, who was receiving next to them.

Thirty-four tribes have surrendered to the Mongols, and it is said that there are also tribal emissaries on their way.

Now that the news of the complete annihilation of the Manchu State by Jiangchuan has spread all over the world, except for those tribes who still have ambitions to take advantage of the chaos to establish themselves as kings, the rest of the tribes are all hurried over to hug their thighs.

They can't do it if they don't rush to hug their thighs, because several tribes such as Tuhute, who has established themselves as kings and made the most trouble, have basically collapsed after being beaten by a detachment of teachers sent by Ran Wu, most of the men have been killed, and the women and children have been taken away as slaves.

In this way, even some tribes who have ambitions to stand on their own feet quickly put away their minds and obediently send people to offer surrenders and congratulatory gifts.

Since ancient times, nomads have worshiped the strong, they do not talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but only surrender to the sword. Whoever has sharper swords will bow to them, and once your sword is blunt, they will strike back.

This is also a true embodiment of their law of the jungle against the jungle in the harsh living environment.

Before surrendering to the Manchus, it was because the Manchu Tartars were stronger than them. Now that the Manchus have been destroyed by Jiang Chuan, a more powerful person, they naturally quickly switched to Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan is very clear about the characteristics of these nomads. He also knows that it is not easy to truly control these people.

The last way is to assimilate, change their nomadic way of life, use the way of life of the Han people to assimilate them, make them a part of the Han people, culturally assimilate them, absorb, integrate, and finally completely assimilate them into one.

It's just that it's a long process, and it doesn't happen overnight. Therefore, the only way to deter them is to use strong force at present.

Of course, Egawa was confident that the sword in his hand would not dull easily. As long as the sword in his hand is still shining, then these nomads can only continue to submit.

The envoys of the three Korean countries trembled even more when they met Jiang Chuan, walking on thin ice, and their voices trembled and their bodies trembled when they said congratulatory messages, and the envoys of Baekje actually made a slip of the tongue and said that His Royal Highness the King of Qin was His Majesty the King of Qin.

Huang Jin, who was standing on the sidelines and watching the ceremony, had mixed feelings in his heart, the majesty of His Royal Highness the King of Qin in front of him was too great, and the evil spirit was too heavy.

What complicated his mood the most was that there were actually too many trespasses in today's throne ceremony.

For example, the prisoner sacrifice ceremony. Originally, according to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, the ceremony of sacrificing prisoners could only be held in front of the emperor. However, Jiang Chuan held a prisoner sacrifice ceremony as a Qin king, and all of these captives were high-ranking magnates of the Manchu Qing state.

If this is sent to the imperial court, it is definitely a sensational event in the world, the emperor will personally go to the temple to worship the ancestors and announce the heaven and earth, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty will go to the congratulatory table to celebrate, praising His Majesty's virtue by the four seas, subduing the world.

And then there is an incomparably grand ceremony of sacrificing prisoners, which is simply dizzying with many processes.

But His Royal Highness the King of Qin is good, more than a hundred Manchu nobles cut off their heads on the spot after a few words, which can be said to be extremely simple and rude.

But this kind of simplicity and rudeness was even more terrifying, allowing Huang Jin to truly understand the real reason why Wei Zhongxian told him not to anger His Royal Highness the King of Qin before he came.

There are also those envoys who kneel three times and bow nine times to the river, which is a salute that only courtiers can perform when facing the emperor. But with such an obvious act of transgression, the people around him seemed to take it for granted, and even the King of Qin himself was at ease, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest inappropriateness.

What's more, as a prince, he has no right to accept congratulatory watches and gifts from a vassal state like Korea, which is unruly and suspected of trespassing. To put it mildly, this is a great rebellion, and there is a heart of disobedience.

Moreover, the envoy of the Baekje Kingdom just now said that His Royal Highness the King of Qin was His Majesty the King of Qin, and no one corrected him, even the King of Qin himself acted as if he hadn't heard it.

All this made the hope that Huang Jin's heart was full of began to become apprehensive again.

Is this His Royal Highness the King of Qin really the loyal minister His Majesty wants? Would he really be willing to go to King Qin's rescue?

Huang Jin began to be unsure.