Chapter 207: Eliminating Evil Is Inexhaustible, This Sword Is Not Accepted

A hundred silver-armored knights escorted Jiang Chuan slowly into the central square, and then dismounted in a neat manner, surrounded Jiang Chuan to the front of the high platform, and then lined up on both sides with swords in both hands.

As another bell rang, the surroundings fell silent again.

Surrounded by ten brocade guards, Huang Jin, the chief eunuch of the celebrant and the chief eunuch of Bingbi, walked out of the left side of the high platform step by step with a bright yellow holy decree in both hands, and slowly walked up to the high platform along the steps built next to the high platform.

Ten brocade guards stood solemnly on both sides of the platform with embroidered spring knives in their hands.

Of course, these ten Jinyi guards are all pretending to be people from the Black Ice Terrace, and the Jinyi guards brought by Huang Jin from Ouchi are not qualified to appear on such an occasion.

Huang Jin walked up to the high platform, slowly walked to the center of the high platform, faced the river under the stage, swallowed his saliva nervously, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down, and then slowly unfolded the holy decree and began to read it:

"Fengtian carried the emperor, and the edict said: The family and country are unfortunate, internal and external troubles, the country and the society are stormy, and there is a tendency to be overturned, and I am worried and can't sleep at night...... Today, there is Wu'an Hou Jiangchuan's pure sincerity, and his heart is the monarch's father...... The meritorious service can be compared with the famous generals of ancient times, which can be called immortal merits, and now he is crowned as the king of Qin, and he is given the ...... of all matters such as the civil and military affairs of Liaodong, and he admires this! ”

Huang Jin finished reading the holy decree again in a slightly sharp voice unique to eunuchs, but his voice was a little more trembling than before, and he didn't know if he was too excited or afraid.

After the holy decree was read, Jiang Chuan's eyes were calm, and he bowed slightly with his hands in fists: "Chen Jiangchuan thank you Your Majesty Longen, and swear to the sky today: I, Jiangchuan, will take saving the Han family and carrying forward the glory of China as the greatest mission for the rest of my life, if this oath is violated, heaven and earth will not tolerate it." ”

Jiang Chuan's words Huang Jin didn't listen carefully, let alone think about it, but felt that since His Royal Highness the King of Qin had sworn to the sky, then the Ming Dynasty would be saved, and his heart was suddenly relieved, and he hurriedly re-rolled up the holy decree, walked down the steps on the other side and walked to Jiang Chuan with a smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin, if Your Majesty knows His Royal Highness's loyalty oath, he will definitely be moved." ”

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly, didn't say much, took the holy decree easily, slowly walked up the steps step by step, walked to the incense table with the three sacrifices and other sacrifices, put the holy decree on the shelf above, picked up three long incense sticks from the incense table, lit them on the candle next to them, and then pinched them in his hand, took a step back and muttered to the heavens for a while, then inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner on the incense table, and then bowed three times on the futon in front of him.

No one knows what he said, only he knows what he said.

What he said is that the sky is above, since I have crossed and given such a great creation, I will definitely live up to the sky, live up to myself, overcome thorns and thorns, and move forward, may God bless my rivers and rivers to dominate the universe, so that Chinese civilization can show the world.

After the sacrifice to the heavens, Jiang Chuan got up, turned to face the audience, his eyes slowly swept over the faces below, and everyone who was swept by his gaze was in high spirits, and involuntarily straightened his chest.

"Welcoming the Son of Heaven." Jiang Chuan shouted in a deep voice.

The high platform sounded suddenly, and Ji Biao, the deputy captain of the guard battalion, walked steadily in front of Jiang Chuan with a long sword inlaid with precious stones in both hands, and then knelt down on one knee and held the long sword in front of Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan took the long sword, faced the crowd, and pulled out the blade with a bang, and the cold light shone in an instant, it was indeed a good sword.

Jiang Chuan closed the scabbard, raised the long sword in his right hand, and said in a loud voice: "This king holds the sword of the Son of Heaven today, and the traitorous ministers, the thieves who kill indiscriminately, and the wicked people in the world are all among the beheadings. If there are wicked people everywhere in the world, this king will use this sword of the Son of Heaven to kill a towering bloody path for the good people in the world. Even if the heads of the people are rolling like mountains, the blood is pouring like rivers, and the bones are like forests, this king will not give up. Eliminate the evil endlessly, and swear not to collect the sword! ”

"King Qin is mighty! King Qin is mighty! King Qin is mighty!"

As soon as Jiang Chuan's words fell, all the soldiers of the Jiang family army around him shouted loudly, and the cry was like thunder, sweeping away in all directions, and the entire Guangning City could hear the sound of "King Qin's might", and many people were shocked and looked around.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his arm holding the sword of the Son of Heaven, and the shouting of the three armies suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere of the whole scene suddenly returned to calm and solemn.

Soon, four ironclad guards carried a golden tiger skin mahogany throne in the center of the high platform, and then stood on either side of the throne in pairs and swords.

Jiang Chuan walked to the mahogany throne, turned to face the crowd in the audience, and with a snort, raised his fiery red cloak, slowly sat upright on the throne, and looked around with high spirits and ambitions.

Su Qin, who had a wide robe and big sleeves and a long and tall body, slowly climbed the steps from the right side of the high platform, walked to the front of the stage, and said loudly: "The sacrifice of prisoners begins!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a passionate war drum suddenly sounded, and the drums tore through the silence like a crack through the clouds, bringing a kind of solemnity when the war was coming.

After the drums of war fell, there was another distant and desolate sound of bull horns.

With the sound of bullhorns, at the end of the long street, prisoner cars slowly walked towards the central square under the escort of a team of ironclad knights.

The horses' hooves were rustling, the cars were rattling, and the convoy of prisoner wagons was getting closer and closer, and one could clearly see that the heads of the people in the prisoner carts were bare, except for a small pigtail as thin as a rat's tail at the back of their heads.

As the prisoner cart got closer and closer, someone recognized the person in the prisoner cart and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Isn't that the Tartar one, Prince Hauge? It is said that he is a warrior among the Tartars, but he did not expect to be arrested by His Royal Highness the King of Qin. ”

"And that, that is the Tartar two yellow flags, what kind of solid mountain is really Sony, this guy is said to be a murderous guy, how can he also be arrested, it's really happy!"

"I didn't believe that His Royal Highness King Qin destroyed the Tartars before, but now that I see so many high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the Dog Tartars, I believe it. I used to think that the soldiers of the Tartars were powerful, but now it seems that the soldiers of His Royal Highness the King of Qin are called powerful, and these dog Tartars who have killed many Han people with their teeth and claws in the past have not become dogs in cages now? It's really unpleasant! ”

"That's it, the dog Tartar also has today, it's really a ...... the sky has eyes."

The common people looked at these Tartar nobles who used to show off their military might, and casually tortured and plundered the Han people, and they were all passionate, some shouted loudly, some were full of righteous indignation, and some even wanted to find something to smash these prisoners. It's a pity that they didn't know that there was such a play in advance, so they didn't prepare anything.

After searching around, he found that there was nothing around, so he simply took off the smelly shoes on his feet and threw them towards the prisoner car.

Whoever takes the lead, many follow.

In an instant, stinky shoes flew all over the streets, and almost every Manchu captive had a few soles on his head.

The escorted Jiang family army knights did not stop these people, even if the stinky shoes of the people flew in front of them, they just stretched out their long knives and pushed them away.

Hauge, Sonny's captives were all gloomy, hanging their heads and letting those stinky shoes hit their faces, looking like they didn't care.

Since they became captives, they have only one meal a day, and they will not die of hunger.

Jiang Chuan kept them just to use them on such an occasion, so he had long lost his strength, and it was better to save some strength than to struggle to dodge.

Under the attack of the stinky shoes of the onlookers, the prisoner car finally reached the central square.

The attacks of the people also stopped.

A team of guards went up to take over, opened the prisoner cart, and carried Hauge, Sonny and other Tartar captives to the execution pillars erected in the center of the square and tied them up.

These people executed today are all Manchu nobles, at least above the level of Jiala Ezhen, so the number is not too much, but it is not a lot, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight people.

Behind each execution pillar stood a silver-armored swordsman with a long knife in his hand, grim-faced, sword in both hands, all waiting for the order of the figure sitting on the throne on the high platform.