om "When~!" a loud bell echoed above the city of Dikich, and the bell pierced through the mist of the chūn season morning and echoed through the city.

When the bell faded away, a few more seconds passed, and then another bell followed.

Judging from the interval between the bells and the penetrating sound, it must be the large bell on the top of the church tower in the city.

With the slow sound of the bell, the city of Dikich, which had just woken up from its sleep, suddenly boiled.

Countless residents opened their doors, called for their friends, and poured into the streets with loud voices.

From the sky, the ordinary flow of people poured like a stream towards the avenue in the center of the city. Leaving behind them empty and quiet streets.

In just ten minutes, the main road in the city was already crowded with citizens.

They were dressed in their most beautiful clothes, laughing loudly as if they were celebrating a festival, crowding each other, pushing and jostling, arguing, and stretching their necks to look at the end of the road.

From time to time, there are vendors with baskets on their heads, shouting and shouting through the crowd.

Due to the cruel exploitation of the Semitic people, the city of Dikich was extremely scarce, so the things sold by those vendors were extremely crude, just some flatbread, sour dates, and the like.

However, occasionally there are some traders who have a way to get a lot of canned military food in Naian. And every time at this time, those cans will be snapped up by people who know the goods.

Those who bought the canned food opened the cans under the curious gaze of everyone.

At this time, he didn't eat it, but kept showing it in his hand, until the smell of the meat in the canned food spread and spread into everyone's nasal cells. When their eyes changed from surprise to envy, and even longing, at this time, they ate one bite at a time unhurriedly.

And this when eating. is also exquisite, every bite is to sigh. Praise the Naian people's mastery of canned meat, of course, if you can slightly criticize the shortcomings of canned food, it will naturally be more able to set off your own extraordinary knowledge, and shock the eyes of those turtles.

But at the same time, it also causes other happy afflictions.

When they eat canned food, the smell of meat attracts a large group of wolf-like cubs.

Those little rascals are extremely brazen. Drooling, following you inseparably.

People with good intentions looked at those children, and they could only endure the distress, and then gritted their teeth. Use your fingers to pull a fingernail-sized piece of meat out of the can and stuff it into your child's mouth.

If one is divided, it is natural to give it to the second.

After the children around them are finished, the canned food will naturally see the bottom, and at this time, those hateful little hooligans will leave in a huff, but they will not go far, but will keep wandering in the crowd.

They have a well-developed sense of smell like a sideburn dog, and can easily find their next target in a crowded crowd.

If you meet the master who picks the door a little. I'd rather eat my own eyebrows and sè dance, saliva flying, and never share it with others.

At this time, the greedy child will cry to the mother next to him. Then there was a mother's shouting, followed by a crackling spank, and the child's hoarse crying after the pain.

All these sèsè crowds, and the noise and noise. The city was filled with a vague, chaotic uproar. It was like the sound in the hall of the auditorium before the meeting began.

Whether it was crying or shouting, people's faces were all swept towards rì yīn yu, and there was a bright and cheerful look between their eyebrows and eyes—a look that people can only have when they are full of hope for the future.

After a few more moments, a large group of armored soldiers appeared in the streets.

They lined up along the street in two human walls. Shut the people out of the human wall. This also made the streets more congested, but the people did not complain, but were extremely cooperative.

'When~~!when~~" When the bell rang again. The citizens who had been standing on both sides of the street suddenly became excited.

They surged forward, rushing to the blocking soldiers and retreating.

Some people even jumped up and down in the crowd to see further, while shouting, "Are you coming?"

"It's coming. It's coming~!"

"Come here, come here, everyone get their things ready. ”

“......”

In the midst of their excited shouts, the sound of wheels was heard. From the end of the long street turned a long line of vehicles.

These rudimentary carts were lined with iron cages, each of which contained three or four squatting men, shackled and unable to move.

The clothes were already in tatters, hanging down one by one, and there were large and small scars all over the body, which showed that the beating was not light.

"It's them~!" a roar came from the crowd, "It's them~!"

"These scum, kill them~!" the citizens of Dikich on both sides of the street shouted angrily at the prisoner van.

"These shitty things, stinky pigs who sold their souls for fifty copper plates~!"

"Damn scum. Quisling. ”

Then the insults turned into a common voice.

"Kill them, kill them~!" the people kept roaring.

The sound resounded like thunder over the city.

Almost everyone in Dikishi City had relatives and friends who died at the hands of this gang of people, and it was natural to see them at this moment.

Everyone made full use of the jīng god who killed the dog, and shouted at them mightily and bravely, making all kinds of mocking gestures with their hands.

Then he smashed the clods of dirt and rotten eggs in his hands at the criminals in the prison car.

Most of the prisoners were burying their heads, shivering with fear and limping.

But there are also a few people who are even in shackles, with unconvinced expressions on their faces, looking up at the citizens on both sides who are angrily denouncing them, showing disdainful sneers.

Their expressions made the hateful people even angrier, and some even rushed out of the crowd with daggers in their hands and rushed towards the prisoner van.

The soldiers on the side of the road seemed to be familiar with the situation, and did not panic, but stumbled with great ease, and brought down the dagger-wielding fellow.

Then he sneered: "The person our big boss wants to kill, that round will be your hands." "While carrying each other like chickens, they pick each other up. Kick him hard in the ass and kick him back into the crowd.

Originally, those who dared to storm the defense line and disrupt the order were to be arrested and locked up for a few days. But the lord found out that by locking up those guys, he had to take care of their food.

Therefore, there is no need to spend that effort. If you get caught, just beat it up, and forget it.

The prisoner van circled the main road in Dikich. After parading through the streets, they finally came to the square in the center of the city and stopped.

There was a row of gallows erected in the square, the same as the previous two days, and the rope sleeves had not even been changed.

Ironically. It was the prisoners in the prisoner cart who erected these gallows. Moreover, the executioner was still the same executioner.

The soldiers pulled the prisoners from the first cars out of their cages and escorted them to the gallows.

The prisoners' faces were pale, and they were almost unable to walk with fright, and some of them were trembling violently all the time, and said in horror: "I don't want to die, no, I don't want to die." ”

Prisoners who were afraid of death suddenly erupted. He threw the soldiers on his left and right with all his might, trying to escape, but he only took one step before falling to the ground, and the shackles on their feet were so short that they couldn't even take a step.

The soldier walked over slowly, kicked him a few times, and looked contemptuous. Said: "At this time, I know that I am afraid of death, it's too late~!"

More than a dozen prisoners were pushed to the gallows and stood one by one.

A black-clad sanction officer from the Holy See Inquisition appeared in everyone's sight. Seeing his black sè uniform, everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

The Holy See has ruled for thousands of years, and people have feared the officials of the Inquisition almost to the core.

The sanction officer stood on the stage, with a dead face that had not changed for ten thousand years, and a pair of cold eyes swept over the prisoner. He snorted coldly and said, "Sinner, prepare to be burned at the stake in hell for eternity." ”

The sanction officer turned to face the crowd in the square and said in a loud voice, "In the name of the gods of light, we pronounce the death sentence on these betrayers of humanity, and these sinners are reliant on it. Richie, Peter......"

The sanction officer read out the names of more than a dozen people, stepped forward to verify their identities one by one, waved his hand to the soldiers on the gallows, and said, "Check it out correctly, carry it out." ”

The soldiers put a noose around their necks and then pulled the slipknot tight.

The prisoners were so frightened that they could not stand, and if they were not driven by soldiers, they would have hanged themselves first.

One prisoner suddenly howled loudly, snorting and crying, and cried miserably: "I was forced, I really didn't mean to, I was forced by them......"

The soldiers on both sides unceremoniously grabbed him and pressed him on the shoulder, making him unable to move.

The soldiers under the gallows were excited, kept squeezing forward, waving their fists and shouting: "Hang them, hang them~!"

But the guards who carried out the execution grabbed the prisoners motionless, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't until a group of people came out of the castle guard's mansion and watched the execution ground in front of the door that the sanction officer nodded and raised his arms high.

The executioner stepped forward, grabbed the handle of the movable board, and looked at the gesture of the sanctioning officer.

The sanction officer's raised arm waved down vigorously, and the executioner immediately pulled the handle, and the movable board opened with a clatter, and the prisoners on the gallows were all half shorter in an instant.

They fell from the sky, the noose tightened instantly, and the noose strangled their necks.

The prisoner's face immediately turned red, his feet trembled violently in the air, and the whole person struggled fiercely like a lobster out of water.

In less than a minute, the prisoner gradually ceased to struggle, and his legs and arms hung limply, as if he were dead.

"Okay~!" came from the crowd with an excited shout.

"Long live the God of Light, long live His Majesty the Pope, long live Marshal Lorraine~!"

Someone raised his fist and shouted, and the surrounding fanatical citizens shouted in unison, cheering wave after wave.

Lord Lorraine stood in front of the gate of the City Guard's Mansion, looking at the gallows not far away, and at this moment he heard the cheers of the crowd in the square, and pursed his lips with disdain.

He glanced at the city lord of Holtz behind him, and saw that after listening attentively, his face showed a satisfied expression, and he knew in his heart that the happiest people in it must have been found by this guy.

After the prisoner had been hanging on the noose for five minutes, the prisoner's body fell to the ground with a pop as soon as the soldier reached out and untied the slipknot tied to the post.

A group of people went up and dragged their bodies out. Then he stabbed them on their feet with a red-hot iron bar, and with a stabbing sound, a puff of green smoke came out, and at the same time there was a smell of burnt flesh.

The soldiers used this method to check whether the prisoners were really dead, and when they saw that they really did not react, they directly dragged the corpses aside, and no one dared to collect the corpses for them, and finally probably dug a random pit outside the city and buried the matter.

A second group of prisoners followed. Push to the gallows.

The sanction officer read their names aloud, and at the top of the line was Carnell's name.

The crowd erupted into a shout louder than before.

"Canel, you also have today~!"

"Kill him and avenge our family. ”

"Kill him. Kill him~!"

The crowd was excited, and the crowd waved their fists and shouted slogans to rush forward, rushing to stop the guards who kept retreating.

The soldiers of the rear brigade hurriedly stepped forward to support, and only then did they stop the man in front of the gallows.

After the sanctioning officer verified his identity, he put a noose around the necks of the criminals.

Unfazed, Canel stood straight under the gallows, his head held up proudly, and looked at the crowd in front of the gallows with contempt in his eyes. Laughing, he suddenly said loudly: "Look at your pitiful appearance, Lao Tzu has eaten and played, slept with hundreds of your women, killed hundreds of you, this life is worth it~!"

Come on, Lao Tzu came out at the age of twelve. I was never afraid of death. ”

Enraged by his arrogant attitude and provocative words, the citizens of the gallows picked up clods of earth and threw them at Canel with whatever they could find.

Seeing that the crowd was about to get out of control, the officer blew a sharp whistle, and a whole group of soldiers ran over from the neighborhood to stop the excited citizens of Dikich.

The sanction officer with a dead face suddenly smiled coldly and looked Canel up and down. A slightly hoarse voice said: "I've killed a lot of people, and I see that you are also a character, but you have also eaten and played?"

What a pathetic frog.

Sitting in the well and looking at the sky, I dare to say that I have seen it. Tsk......"

The sanction officer sighed, then waved his hand. "Hang him." ”

The plank clattered open again, and Canel's eyes stared straight at the sanction officer as he fell, the rope instantly tightened, and Canel made a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, and his eyes quickly bulged out of his sockets, and the whole person struggled violently.

But after a few minutes, the neck was crooked and it didn't move.

The soldiers dragged Carnell's body next and then to a high platform, and the executioner raised a large axe in the air and smashed it down, cutting off his head.

Then he grabbed the hair of the skull, lifted the skull, and showed it to the crowd.

The citizens shouted as if they were crazy.

The executioner threw Canel's head on the ground, then picked up an axe and chopped it down with great force, dismembering his body.

Lorraine frowned secretly when she saw it, and said in her heart: This taste is too heavy.

But such an execution of the most heinous was strongly demanded by the local aristocratic officials of Dikich. Although the lord was a little disgusted, he couldn't say anything.

Baron Holtz, on the other hand, was so excited that he waved his hands and cheered with every axe the executioner slashed down.

Lord Lorraine came out just to set an example for dealing with similar incidents after the recovery of the occupied areas in the future.

The lord had no interest in such mass executions. In fact, he didn't have much of a liking for hanging.

Like Napoleon and Nago, the lord admired the most shooting, and it was a platoon of guns, clean and efficient.

Shoot the criminal, and make him shell out five silver coins to buy bullets.

Ordinary people also feel fresh and exciting when they first watch it, but they are still tired after watching it for a long time, especially after venting the hatred in their hearts.

The collective killing game in the square continues, and there are nearly a thousand people in Dikich alone, and this efficient killing work is estimated to continue for some time.

Baron Holtz returned to his temporary city lord's mansion full of excitement, and he gritted his teeth with even more hatred for Canel and his gang

Because he ran in too much hurry, he didn't have time to take away the finances he had accumulated, and all of them were cheapened by the Semitic and Canel, and they were squandered, and it was really hard for twenty years, and he returned to the pre-liberation period overnight.

The various departments are also in this courtyard, but at the moment they are all doing nothing. Most of the affairs are managed by the Military Management Commission.

Once he sat down, Baron Holtz's troubles couldn't help but flood his mind. He glanced at the stack of essays on the table, and hurriedly removed his eyes, revealing a painful expression.

That piece of paper was a list of supplies handed to him by the coalition command, which he was required to provide to the coalition logistics department on a monthly basis.

The items were trivial, including cloth, bedding, horse material, wood, and medicinal herbs. And so on, and even thirty pigs.

These figures were calculated by Arthur Andersen, a subsidiary of the Eagle Group, based on the population and production of Dickich.

That's the world's most famous accounting firm, and if you catch a one-pound toad, you can squeeze out three taels of urine. They broke their shoes...... Belch. Nor are there two well-known international companies that are going bankrupt.

As a result, Baron Holtz knew that his future would not be too good.

But the name of military management and righteousness was pressed, and Baron Holz did not dare to disobey. Not to mention, there was that bastard from Dost staring at his seat.

That son of a shit is really good luck that he escaped from under the gallows, and since then he has also gained capital, and he has always been in the hall to show off in public, and he is qualified to be old. Every time I talk about it. He has been an undercover Terran agent since the beginning, lurking in the city of Dikich and quietly working underground. It has made great contributions to the counterattack of mankind.

As for the ugliness under the gallows at that time, Uncle Dost also justified it as his own cleverness and wit, even if he faced death, he was righteous and did not betray the slightest secret information.

The most irritating thing is that there are actually many people who believe it. Run to pick up his stinky feet. Now there is a lot of people cheering for him, and Baron Holtz is not less blocked.

But if he really turned it in according to the list of supplies, he and the officials of the city would only have to drink the northwest wind, and it was only then that he knew that the name of Lord Lorraine was three feet high and seven points thin was not called in vain.

Just as he was frowning and hesitating, the baron's only son ran in excitedly. shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, you see, I am also an official now." ”

He spun around in front of Baron Holtz, showing off his beautiful military uniform.

Baron Holtz jumped up in fright and grabbed his son. "What's going on?" Lille, where did you get this dress?"

Lille was taken aback, he was already afraid of his father, so he shrank his neck and said timidly: "Hair ...... Hair. ”

"What did you send it, who gave it to you?" Baron Holtz shouted anxiously in a winning streak, but his wife was alarmed, and the rich baroness walked out of the back room, frowning and said, "What's wrong? yelling, son, why are you wearing a military uniform~!"

"I'm in the army," Lille said to his mother, who had the highest authority in the family.

Lille's face flushed with excitement, and he said proudly: "Today, the United Nations staff officers are recruiting troops in the city, so I will go to sign up, expelling the demons and defending the continent, is it everyone's responsibility." ”

"You, you ......" Baron Holtz felt his blood pressure rise like a fly, he pointed to his son, trembling, "Such a big matter, why don't you discuss it with us." ”

Lille said heroically: "Fame is only taken immediately, I don't want to be just a fool who eats and waits for death."

Lorraine was just a dilapidated aristocrat back then, and maybe I could have Lorraine's achievements in the future. ”

On his face is the unique love of young people, the dream that as long as they work hard, they can succeed.

"When I heard that I was your son, the General Staff admitted me on the spot, and appointed me as a midshipman, and among the dozen or so people who went with me, I had the highest rank. ”

"Who are the dozen or so people who are there with you?" Baron Holtz asked nervously, holding on to his son's sleeve.

Lille snapped his fingers and said, "Oliver, Matthew, Luke and Larry, as well as a few merchant children in the city. ”

"It's over~!" Baron Holtz slapped his head and collapsed in his chair, these people were the sons of his main officials.

"You kid killed me. Holtz wailed, grabbed his hat and jumped out of the house.

Lille was puzzled: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Holtz gritted his teeth and said, "Go find Lorraine......"

Lille hugged his father and said hurriedly: "You can't go, we are voluntary, if you don't let me go, how will I behave in the future, how can I raise my head in front of my friends." ”

"I'll go and ask him to send you to the death squad. Holtz glared at Lille fiercely, but in the end he sighed helplessly, patted his son on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'll go get a better position." ”

Then he shouted "Prepare the car", walked out of the gate quickly, and secretly said in his heart: Lorraine must be deliberate.

It is really not a difficult thing to fool a group of simple, hot-blooded young nobles into the army, and the words of national righteousness, meritorious service, and so on are enough to make the young people in the green chūn period, like a little rooster, hot-headed.

This move has captured the life of their local nobles, but what else can he do?

can only pat Lord Lorraine's ass, find a way to arrange his son into the staff, until the end of the war, and listen to the lord's words with all his heart.

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