"One thousand and thirty-six? Why so many? He looked up and looked at the interrogator with some disbelief.

"You don't care about this, do you want to hear it? Then it's good to make a choice. ”

"Okay, you say, I don't believe that the Han people can come up with so many tricks."

"Then you listen, I'll talk about the first type first, which is called 'peeling'."

“……”

The interrogator chuckled: "Hearing this name, maybe you know one thing, it is waste recycling, peeling off the whole skin while the prisoner is not dead." ”

"You Han people, it's too cruel." There was a hint of fear in his eyes, fleeting.

"Don't worry, I haven't said anything about the process yet," the interrogator kept smiling on his face, just listening to a story of ups and downs, "During the execution, in order to prevent the prisoner from struggling and breaking this precious human skin, the executioner usually knocks off the prisoner's ten fingernails in turn, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart......

"What do you want human skins for?" His face was already pale, maybe it was too much blood, maybe it was the fear in his heart, and the interrogation couldn't tell.

"You don't care about this," the corner of the detective's eyes did not leave his pale face for a moment, "when the prisoner's first fingernail is knocked off, the prisoner usually faints in pain, and the executioner just takes the knife, usually cutting a cut in the heel, and then peeling off the skin on the leg little by little......"

"What a bunch of devils you are!" His body trembled with emotion.

"A clever executioner, when he peels the skin, does not leave a drop of blood, so that it does not stain the skin, but pain is inevitable, if the prisoner wakes up in pain, the executioner will knock off his second fingernail and make him faint in pain."

"You ......" he was speechless because of anger or something.

"This is repeated several times, and by the time the ten fingernails are finished, they have almost been peeled off to the face, and even if the prisoner's body is writhing, it will not destroy the whole skin, so there is no need for him to pass out, at this time, it is really flayed alive."

“……”

"When the whole skin is peeled, the prisoner's mouth will still move, his eyes will blink, and his nose will still breathe, that is, he will still be alive, but he will lose a piece of skin."

"Devil, devil...... Kill me. ”

"It's preparing to kill you, we are choosing the way to kill, it seems that you don't like to peel very much, so I'll talk about the second one."

The wounded Tibetan officer straightened up slightly, as if waiting for an amnesty.

The interrogation immediately made him give up all illusions, "The second type is called 'lighting the sky lantern', that is, burning alive." ”

"I'd rather light a sky lantern than be skinned."

"Don't worry, listen to me first," the detective thought that this Tibetan army officer was so cute, so quickly he liked to light the sky lantern, "When lighting the sky lantern, first set up two pillars in the open space, tie the prisoner's elbows to the pillars, and then pour fire oil on his hands, which is probably equivalent to your sheep fat, and light the oil ......"

"Ah......h

"The prisoner watched his hands being burned to ashes little by little--O, I forgot to tell you, the prisoner has always been awake, I don't know if it really hurts when his hands are burned......

"You ......" he pursed his lips, as if regretting his choice.

"After the hands are burned, the prisoner is still alive, the death penalty is not over, then the feet, then the arms, then the legs, if the prisoner is not dead, the lower abdomen is burned, and the head is the last ring......"

"Don't say it......" He hugged his head, looking annoyed, probably regretting the choice he had just made.

"It seems that you still don't like lighting sky lanterns, so let me say the third type," the interrogator didn't care what his reaction was, "The third type is called 'gut-out', which doesn't seem to be the word in Tibetan." ”

The Tibetan officer raised his head again, looking at the smiling face of the interrogator, this time, he did not choose a new way to kill lightly, and before he knew the details, he decided to close his mouth first.

"Intestine extrication, that is, stripping off the prisoner's clothes, four big men hold the prisoner's hands and feet, and the executioner pulls out the prisoner's intestines from the anus."

"Wow......" The Tibetan army officer squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of filth, mixed with blood on the ground, causing the Ming soldiers next to him to also start vomiting.

"Oh, according to the prisoners who have been tortured, there is no pain when they start to dig out their intestines, and it is not until the intestines are roasted on the fire, pricked with needles, and burned with iron, that the prisoners feel some discomfort. ”

The Tibetan officer suddenly knelt down in front of the interrogation and knocked his head on the ground, "Don't say it, I'll tell you everything, I just ask you to give me a good time." ”

"I said it earlier, and it saved Lao Tzu a lot of words," the interrogation is very happy, these Taizu used the punishment to punish corrupt officials, and after a little processing by himself, he was impressed by the Tibetan army officer, "How many Tibetan troops are there in the city?" ”

"There were only three thousand serfs who had just been armed."

"How many Tibetans are there in that city?"

"Including the old and the young, more than 30,000 people."

"Are the walls thick?"

"Gongbu is not a big city, and the thickness of the city wall is only one zhang and two."

"Where are the hidden soldiers nearby?"

"From here to the west, until Jiangda, two hundred miles away, there will be a Tibetan and Pakistani army."

……

The interrogator was still not at ease, he was worried that the Tibetan army officer would deceive him, so he dragged out a Tibetan soldier from the wounded soldier.

The same thrilling story happened to which Tibetan soldiers.

"Ah......" Before the story of lighting the sky lantern was finished, the Tibetan soldier screamed and fainted to the ground.

The detective didn't expect the Tibetan soldiers to be so soft, so he motioned to the Ming soldiers around him and asked them to wake up the Tibetan soldiers with cold water.

The soldier was too lazy to go over the mountains and mountains to get water, so he unbuttoned his military pants, soaked the soldier's urine, and poured the Tibetan soldier's head and face.

It may be that the temperature of the soldier's urine is too high, and they waited for a while before the Tibetan soldier woke up slowly.

Same question, same answer.

He stretched out his right hand and wanted to touch the immature face of the Tibetan soldier, but found that the soldier's hair was ticking along the tips of the hair, and he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand.

As soon as he turned around, he heard a scream behind him, which stopped abruptly.

Liu Zhenyu heard that there were only some Tibetan soldiers in the city who had temporarily distributed farm tools as weapons, and he immediately had an idea, and it happened that the soldiers had already finished cleaning the battlefield and surrounded him.

"Brothers, there are only 3,000 garbage troops in the city, do you want to make meritorious contributions? Do you want to take Kubu City before the arrival of the military seat? ”

"Yes!"

Whether it was the brigade commander or the ordinary soldiers, they never thought that with such a small price, they could annihilate the three thousand Tibetan troops, the advantage of flintlock pistols over bows and arrows was really too great, the time of the battle was too short, they had not yet tasted it, the battle had ended in an unexpected way, and they were still unsatisfied.

If they had conquered the city of Gongbu, they would have been able to live a comfortable life in the city at night, so as not to worry about the Tibetan army stealing the camp.

"It is worthy of being a soldier of the Ming Dynasty, okay, then we will run to Gongbu now, the 1901st Brigade will go out of the east gate, and the 1902nd Brigade will be stationed at the north gate, after you arrive at the designated position, immediately shoot the defenders at the head of the city with flintlock pistols, and give them a dismount first."

"Yes, Master."

The two brigade commanders were ordered to go first.

"Throne, what about us? Do you want to attack the west and south gates? ”

"You are cavalry, you don't need to attack the city, just stick to the two city gates, outside these two city gates, are adjacent to the Niyang River, a tributary of the Brahmaputra River, we don't know if there is a chain bridge on the river, you use the speed advantage of the cavalry to cut off the possible escape route of the Tibetans, as long as someone goes out of the city, whether it is a soldier or a civilian, kill it."

"Yes, Master."

The 1903rd Brigade was the first to arrive at the designated West and South Gates, followed by the infantry at the designated positions.

The defenders in the city began to see a large number of troops coming to the city, and thought that it was the victorious return of Solang Tsering, and when they saw the gray cloth of the Ming army and the sun and moon military flag, they were dumbfounded, and they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

But the Ming army has already surrounded Gongbu City, and it is impossible for them to go out and have a look, or to escape.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The east and north gates had already been hit by flintlock muskets, and some of the hidden soldiers who had not opened their eyes had fallen under the flintlock muskets.

At first, they were stupefied by the sound of flintlock pistols, but when they came to their senses, they went down to the city in a puff of smoke, and there was not a single Tibetan soldier in sight.

Liu Zhenyu walked around the city wall for half a circle, the thick city wall gave him a headache, and without artillery and ladders, he really couldn't think of any way to attack the city.

"Master, don't we have grenades?"

"The walls are so thick, what's the use of grenades? You can just throw a grenade into the city, and the grenade can blast through the walls like artillery? ”

"Division, grenades can't blow up the city walls, but they should be able to blow up the city gates."

"Blow up the gates?" Liu Zhenyu's brain hit a stir, "You mean, gather the grenades and blow up the city gates?" ”

"Shizuo, Yuan Chonghuan's Liaodong Army and His Majesty's Northern Expeditionary Army seem to have examples of attacking the city in this way, and Gongbu City also has no moat, so you can just give it a try."

"Okay, then let's try it too, let these Tibetans see the power of the grenade," Liu Zhenyu suddenly brightened, "Order the 1901st Brigade and the 1902nd Brigade to step up their shooting, and if I see a Tibetan in the city, I will punish them." ”

When Liu Zhenyu arrived at the east city gate, the gunmen were still shooting aimlessly at the city, he turned his head to see that there was no one on the city, and it was estimated that the Tibetans had hidden behind the city wall.

"Keep shooting, and don't let the Tibetans show their heads."

"Master, as long as the Tibetan soldiers dare to show their heads, then they will never have a head."

"Find three soldiers who are fast and have strong arms, and I'm going to lecture them."

"Yes, Master."

The three soldiers soon came to Liu Zhenyu's face, "The division seat ......"

"Each of you carried forty grenades, took advantage of the Tibetan army's evasion of flintlock guns, sent them into the city gate hole, stacked them on the city gate, and after pulling the lead wire, quickly evacuated to the outside of the city gate hole."

"Shizuo is going to blow up the city gates?"