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"Please, kill me! Mom! ”

On Cebu Island, on a beach in front of the castle completely destroyed by the Spaniards, more than 300 Spanish captives covered in bruises and dying are being judged by the Ming people!

In the last battle, all the 300 civilians of the Ming Kingdom were killed at the hands of the Francis, and 365 Spaniards, including Bartholomi and Gonzalez, were captured alive.

At sea, the terrifying underwater dragon king cannon directly sank most of the Spanish warships that tried to escape by boat, and a few small boats were smashed to pieces by the giant ships of the Wufeng fleet cruising around.

"The great Wufeng fleet is a young shipowner, don't you Ming people pay attention to repaying grievances with virtue? We know that the word is wrong, and we repent like God. Please spare my life, I am willing to be the lowest slave and serve you forever" Bartholomi, who knelt on the ground with five flowers, had long lost his previous majesty and arrogance, and watched with horror on his face as his men were tortured to death by the Ming people one after another by various means, desperately begging Li Rusong for mercy.

Hearing this, Li Rusong couldn't help laughing wildly, and the whole person who laughed couldn't straighten his waist, kneeling on the soft sand, tears of laughter flowed, but the killing intent on his face did not fade in the slightest!

"What did Kong Lao Er say, Lao Tzu is a martial artist who doesn't know what to say. But I know one sentence: blood debt and blood repayment! If you dare to take my Ming people hostage and kill them, we will return them a thousand times more today. Otherwise! Lao Tzu is sorry for these brothers who were born and died with me, and I am sorry for those souls in heaven who died unjustly in your hands! Finally stopping the laughter, Li Rusong stared at Bartholomi's pale face and said word by word.

"Someone! Prepare to 'see the mountain' for this Franc machine official! Sneering and watching Bartholomi fall to the ground in fright, his pale face and trembling lips, Li Rusong turned around and shouted loudly.

On the side, the monk Lingqin, who had already prepared the coffin, came over with five soldiers of the Liaodong Iron Cavalry, two of whom carried two wooden sticks more than one meter long with sharp cones and thick arms.

With three other soldiers, Monk Greenqin found a place on the beach with relatively hard soil and dug a small pit half a meter deep. Then bury a small end of the wooden cone in the pit and crush it with a large number of stones and earth to hold it firmly.

"Fuel up and let the Spanish Baron enjoy it!" Li Rusong raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Immediately, two pirates approached with a clay pot, and they scooped out the half-curded pork from the clay pot and spread it evenly on the exposed end of the wooden cone. Soon the two wooden cones looked crystal clear in the sunlight.

At this time, platforms were also built on both sides of the wooden cone, and from a distance, it looked like a common latrine built near the water in the south. But the sharp wooden cone below tells the world: this is the way to the eighteen levels of hell!

Li Rusong waved his hand, and the two pirates grabbed Gonzalez, who was slumped on the ground on the side, like wolves, ripped off Gonzalez's pants, and carried Gonzalez on the left and right to the stage from both sides.

The two people below were already ready, and the two people above had just aimed Gonzales' GANG door at the tip of the wooden cone, and the two people below grabbed Gonzalez's legs and dragged them down!

"Ahh The sharp tip pierced through Gonzalez's lower body in an instant, and the latter, who was still dying without the slightest energy, suddenly his eyes widened, and a terrible scream came out of his throat!

Gonzalez struggled desperately, but was firmly held down by the two big men, unable to move. It wasn't until the wooden cone had already pierced Gonzalez's body that the big man let go of his hand, and the wooden cone gradually sank into his body little by little due to gravity. Gonzalez was already dying, his head leaning back weakly, letting his life gradually fade away from him.

"Remove the platform" Li Rusong gave an order, and the wooden platforms on both sides were removed, and hundreds of Spaniards clearly saw that one end of the wooden cone pierced deeply into Gonzalez's lower body, and blood flowed down the wooden cone little by little. And Gonzalez himself also slid down little by little, and the wooden cone gradually pierced into his body!

"O merciful God! Save your devout believers! A young Spanish soldier could no longer stand this scene, screaming frantically, jumping to his feet and trying to flee for his life.

Waiting for him were two shiny steel knives and countless mocking eyes, and the blades slashed diagonally, directly cutting off his legs up to the knees. The Spaniard screamed and fell on the beach, still crawling unrelentingly, the blood flowing from his broken leg leaving two piercing tracks!

"Hehe, because then you can escape physical torture? Come on, when this guy dies, tie me with an iron chain and hang him on the cliff, so that all the passing ships can open their eyes: this is the fate of my Wufeng fleet! Looking coldly at the clown-like farce of the Spanish soldier, Li Rusong said lightly.

"Is this guy really Satan's incarnation in the East? O merciful God, why should you forsake your devout believers! At this moment, Bartholomy's heart has completely lost hope, and the other party is really going to turn this place into Satan's paradise.

"Hehe, the barbarians of Franco, I have to give your grandfather when I die, I remember, in the next life, I will dare to oppress my Ming people, wantonly kill and bully my Ming old and weak women and children, I will chase the poor and poor in the nine worlds, and I will definitely kill you!" Glancing at the Ashen Spaniard captives around him, Li Rusong said with a chuckle.

These Spanish captives must die no matter what, this is Li Rusong's explanation to the souls of the Ming Dynasty people who died tragically in their hands, and it is also a redemption for their own hearts.

He couldn't forget the hundreds of Ming Dynasty people who died tragically at the hands of the Spaniards, who were supposed to live at home, teach their husbands and children, play and frolic, and even become excellent literati and generals, but all this was completely ruined by this group of mad Spaniards.

MANY WOMEN HAVE BEEN HUMILIATED BY THE SPANISHINS BEFORE THEY DIE, AND IN THIS SOCIETY THAT VALUES WOMEN AS PURE AS LIFE, THEIR FUTURE IS GONE!

There are also those old people who died tragically to their enemies, as well as innocent and immature children, some of whom should have enjoyed the fun of their children and grandchildren at home, and some of them are just the rising sun, and there are still many beautiful futures that they have not had time to enjoy, so they were destroyed by the Franco-human invaders!

"I don't care who it is! As long as you dare to hurt my Ming people, you must die! ”