Chapter 51: Beheading Drama
Just when I was thinking about what kind of character these civilians were, a strong man suddenly rushed out of the street in front of me, holding a sharp knife in his hand, coming this way, when he saw a team of chariots and horses blocking his way, he did not hesitate to slip into the small alley next to him, and then, a team of men and horses chased out behind him, all of them were sergeants wearing red trapping clothes, it should be a knife hunting officer in the county town, I don't know who he was chasing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The chief of the guard of the labor envoy order stopped the procession, turned back to the labor envoy order to question, and respectfully shouted: "Lord Envoy Ling." ”
"Something has stopped, have you arrived at the house?" Labor envoy Ling shouted impatiently, at this time he really didn't want to be disturbed, the past few days of running around really made him fed up, he was uncomfortable all over his body, when did he need to suffer this crime, how cool it was to stay in the envoy's mansion in the county town, eating wine and food, accompanied by beautiful women, why bother to go to Jidongguan to suffer that living sin.
"Not yet, our trappers are chasing people in front." The chief of the guard reported worriedly, and he could tell that Lord Ling was in a bad mood.
"Have you been hunted down?" Lao Ling's tone improved a little, but it still couldn't improve his boring state of mind.
"The man fled quickly, very bravely and quickly, not yet." The chief of the guard said, sweating in his heart.
"Whoever takes the lead, useless things, someone dares to make trouble in the county town, this is okay, it's really lawless, the White Turban Army has also rebelled, it's all reversed." The envoy scolded, and the last words were so light that they could hardly be heard when standing nearby.
"The big head catcher, Lao An." The chief of the guard still had a deep friendship with that Lao'an, but he didn't know how to excuse his friend at this time.
"It's him." Lao Ling seemed to value Na Lao'an, otherwise he wouldn't be so surprised, "Go and ask about the situation." ”
The chief of the guard, Lao Bin, took the order, caught up with the red-clothed trappers, stopped one to ask about the situation, and soon turned around and came back, with a solemn and solemn expression, with bitterness, it seemed that it was not good.
"Lord Ling, rumors have spread in the city recently, and people are panicking, and the person who has just been hunted down is said to be a spy of the White Turban Army." Lao Bin still has some words that he doesn't know whether to do or not, and it is estimated that Lao Lingling must have been furious when he heard it, and I really hope that he will not get to the bottom of it, so he will pass the test in confusion and only pick up the key points.
Although Lao Zao was lazy, he was not stupid, and asked, "What rumors are people afraid of?" ”
Lao Bin didn't dare to hide it anymore, and said: "Now many civilian slaves in the city are spreading that the White Turban Army is a heavenly master who conforms to the way of heaven to save the suffering, and specially came to do the way for heaven, killing unscrupulous slave owners and exploiting nobles, not a rebellion, but a great way heavenly master, those who follow the heavenly master are born, and those who go against the heavenly master go to hell......"
"Whoever spreads rumors and demagogues people, arrest them all and put them in prison for questioning." Labor envoys are accustomed to giving orders, and this breach is scolded.
"The eldest prince has already arrested many people, and several people will be executed at the execution ground today." Raubin said.
"It's already so serious, go to the execution ground." Lao Zao said quickly.
Then he shouted to Mars: "Mars Banner, I'll take you to see the beheading show in our county." ”
"Go now." Mars and I didn't eavesdrop on the labor order, so we didn't know what was going on.
"Someone is going to cut off their head to see it." What Lao Zao said was a little sour, the host who cut off his head should have been his envoy who managed everything in the county, but now he has become his nephew.
The group turned around and walked towards the execution ground, and found that many people were also heading in that direction, and before they entered the execution ground, there were already crowds of people piling up the streets and the entrance of the execution ground, and there were still people coming here from all directions, among them there were down-and-out old people walking with dull eyes, and there were hotly dressed women pulling children with panic on their faces and being dragged forward.
The execution ground is not a small vegetable market, it is a place of martial arts and brawls on weekdays, the area and platform are large, it was a gladiatorial arena a long time ago, but the gladiatorial fight no longer exists in Donghai County, and it has also become the execution ground of Donghai County, and the place of fighting and brawling in peacetime, at this time Donghai County is still popular in the tradition of life and death competition.
Since the envoy was the official in charge of everything in Donghai County, someone naturally opened the way for him to enter the execution ground, at this time, he had to get out of the carriage and squeeze into it on foot, and I followed closely with Mars and a group of guards, and the civilians, poor peasants, and slaves were naturally afraid of the sergeants with swords, and they gave way one after another, and those who did not have long eyes were pushed away by the guards, or scolded away.
When I finally entered the execution ground, the 3,000-square-meter execution ground was full of people, crowded with people, curious faces, frightened eyes, clenched hands, and tiptoed feet.
Lao Zao led us all the way to the top of the platform, without encountering any obstacles, although it attracted a lot of attention, but was immediately snatched away by the impassioned prince on the high platform.
A loud voice opened his throat and shouted from the high platform, "...... The cruelty of war does not lie in how many people die, but in how many unfortunate families have died, how many wives have been separated, how many families have been destroyed, are you willing to watch the thieves who caused war troubles exist in Tokai County, are you willing to have tragedies happen to yourself, are you willing to become victims of war? ”
"Answer me." Following the prestige, it was not the eldest prince Lao Zhang who stood and spoke on the platform facing south, and behind him stood eight mighty sergeants in armor, at this time his expression was angry, his eyes were firm and fanatical, as if he had taken a stimulant, and became evil and terrifying.
"I don't want to." Countless voices converged and resounded throughout the execution ground like thunder, and the enthusiasm of most of the people in Donghai County was ignited, full of passion, and they swore an oath.
Lao Zhang waved his hand to suppress his voice, and viciously pointed at the prisoner who was tightly bound: "They really don't know whether they live or die, and they have become accomplices in the war, do they deserve to die?" ”
There is no doubt that the people of Donghai County have great respect and trust for this eldest prince, and the answer is to die.
"The White Turban Army is a rebel army, sooner or later it will inevitably be wiped out, you dare to collude with the White Turban Army to be their spies with the intention of rebellion, what is the crime of rebellion, beheaded, there is no forgiveness for killing, you have even joined the rebellious White Turban Army, today, your end has come, let the people of Donghai County witness your crimes, and send you to the guillotine." Lao Zhang drew his broadsword, pointed straight at the sky, and looked at the world.
Lao Zhang shouted in a hideous voice: "I issue a decree on behalf of Taishou, the five of you intend to rebel and rebel, and you will be sentenced to death today, and you will be executed immediately." ”
Under the high platform, in the center of the execution ground, forty sergeants with bright armor formed a circle to block the surging civilians and slaves, in the middle of the circle, two sergeants tied up a prisoner with blood stains all over his body, the prisoner's clothes were tattered and covered with blood stains, his unkempt hair was black, he could hardly see his face clearly, and there were few pieces of good meat on his face.
Counting from left to right, there are exactly five prisoners, although these five people look embarrassed, but they are all very tough warriors, facing the problem of life and death at this moment, there is still deep hatred and unyielding will in their eyes, as if to say that you killed my body, but you can't kill my spirit and will.
The sergeants grabbed the prisoner and dragged him up.
One by one, the prisoners were about to be beheaded, so naturally they resisted vigorously, struggling, shouting, and scolding.
But these sergeants were well-trained warriors, and where could they break free and catch the iron swords behind them.