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The border city of Lingzhou is close to ruin.

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Looking at the cold stone slab, the clear texture was close in front of him, Zhu Jue (pronounced "jué") knelt on the ground, and his heart was filled with endless bitterness. "I'm only fifteen years old, is this the end of it?"

Glancing left and right, there were forty-nine people kneeling on the ground with him, all of them with a look of despair, and occasionally one or two people were full of anger, gambling and cursing, and others couldn't hear what they were muttering.

Fifty of them were all shackled, tied with flowers, with wooden signs on their backs, and red letters printed on the front of their white clothes - a big circle outside the numbers!

Behind the prisoners, several red-robed men with bare right arms stood with knives, their eyes raging, like ghosts seeking their lives. Further out, there is a simple wooden fence, so simple that even pigs can't stop it. Anyway, the shackles of the death row prisoners weighed at least more than 20 pounds, and the executioners were not afraid that they would run away. Outside the wooden fence, there are two layers of soldiers. And outside these guards, there were thousands of people watching the excitement. Almost half soldiers, half people, in the midst of the noise and crying.

"These brothers are really, damn, wronged, Cao Yangwei died in the siege of the Zhou army, their gang of people who went out of the city to raise food earlier could have escaped, but they didn't expect to come back but ......," a rugged-looking soldier muttered loudly to himself.

"That's it, the guards have been taken away, can they still let them go back to die, their commander has already run away in fear of sin. A few bored GIs next to him immediately picked up the conversation.

"There are few defenders in our city, most of them are from their hometowns, Xu Dashuai doesn't pick a time to kill chickens and monkeys, this is good, the sky is angry and people are resentful, if the Zhou army attacks at this time, how can they defend it?"

"What do you know, Xu Shuai has long been dissatisfied with Cao Yangwei's disobedience......

"It's good that it's not us. ”

"Niu Er, you're happy fart! Maybe we won't be able to run next time. ”

......

These voices came into his ears, triggering Zhu Jue's gradually numb consciousness.

Compared with the convicted comrades next to him, he is the most wronged ......."

This is not a long time to say, a year ago, Zhu Jue was just a student of Lingzhou Mansion. coincided with the attack of the Zhou army, Yanling Pass was lost, and Lingzhou and the surrounding Caoyang and Huangchuan guards were in an emergency. Xu Kai, the commander of the northwest town, does not repair war preparations on weekdays, but only eats empty salaries, greedy for money and goods, and only catches strong men everywhere in a hurry when he is in danger. Hearing the wind outside the city, there were men of school age in the family who had already gone to Luzhou in the mainland to avoid trouble, and even Zhu Jue's classmates in the school almost ran away - but why didn't Zhu Jue run?

First, Zhu Jue was not yet fourteen years old, and he was the youngest among his classmates. He hid in the school again, thinking that those Qiu Ba would not be so desperate to arrest him.

Second, Zhu Jue has nowhere to go!

His family was originally a squire in Zhujia Town, outside Lingzhou City, Zhu Jue was rarely known as a prodigy in the town, seven years old can poetry, eight years old can write, at the age of ten years at home school no one can match, even Xixi did not dare to teach him anymore, at the age of twelve was recommended to Lingzhou Mansion School. If it is a peaceful world, I think it will be a bright future. But when he was thirteen years old, the surrounding areas of Lingzhou were still plagued by frequent wars, and Zhujia Town was nine out of ten, and his relatives were mourned. Zhu Jue escaped because he was in Lingzhou City. However, the rich son became a poor man, and he didn't have time to grieve, in order to raise tuition fees and solve his own food and clothing, he could only lower his stature and rely on his spare time to help the government learn to do some handymen to live.

In the past year, the people have been warm and cold, and the bitter and sweet are not describable, Zhu Jue's temperament has long been calm and introverted, and he has no longer jumped out of the previous uninhibited style. The gentleman who simply went to school saw that he was young and pitiful, and never arranged any heavy work, and his life went by. Until the arrival of a conscription order......

Retracting his thoughts, Zhu Jue looked at the high platform to the north, where it should be the position of the supervisor, and it was not yet time to despair!

What's more, this place is at least more than 30 zhang away from the high platform, and it is estimated that as soon as you shout twice, you will be regarded as a rebellion by the guys behind you who have long had bad intentions...... As for resisting," Zhu Jue lowered his head, "This shackle is almost twenty pounds, it's not that you can't run at all, but it's ......"

Sneaking a glance at the periphery, the soldiers of the Jianrui Battalion who were divided into two layers of guards were dazzling, this was Xu Kai's personal guard, and it seemed that the big man was also worried about the anger of the sky and the resentment!

"The hearts of the people are like sand, and they are young and have no prestige...... Dead end......" Zhu Jue lowered his head again unwillingly......

At the same time, on the north platform.

This platform is about ten zhang square, there are more than a dozen civil and military bureaucrats sitting according to the shift, and there are guards at each station behind. Just as there was a person sitting on the dragon chair, with a silver belt and a white robe, his phoenix eyes were half-narrowed, and he was silent. It was this Lingzhou City that guarded Chen Ran.

The audience is lively, and the stage is not honest. Some officials with good personal relations are also exchanging words.

"How can you say that Xu Shuai would let Chen Fujun come to supervise the beheading, Chen Fujun tried his best to oppose this beheading order when he first issued this beheading order, this is not ......"

"I don't understand, it's called power. One is to beat, and the other is to divert the hatred of the people below."

"Hey......"

During the chat, a shout resounded throughout the audience: "Two o'clock in the afternoon, to---".

It was the chief executioner who reminded the executioners that they were ready.

Sure enough, several executioners pulled out the big-headed ghost knife at their waists one by one, spread it on their half-bent knees, and then grabbed one end of the red belt with their other hand, and began to wipe the blade repeatedly, with the potential to sharpen the knife towards the pig and sheep.

--The situation is at stake!

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"Ding-dong", "ding-dong, ding-dong......", "ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong......" are the sounds of water droplets falling on a stone slab. Just then, it rained......

It was light rain and no wind.

The sunny day turned to light rain very quickly, and the sky became cloudy in a few breaths. The raindrops were dripping down and making crisp sounds on the stone slabs.

Seeing that there is a growing trend, the crowd of onlookers has nothing to do with people, and they are walking away in a lively moment.

......

"My lord, please go back. ”

The chief criminal officer came to Chen Ran and bowed to him.

"This ......"

"Don't worry, with me here, everything will be fine. ”

"Okay......" Chen Ran nodded. Anyway, he was disgusted with this kind of bloody occasion, even if someone reported to Xu Kai that he had left a moment earlier, he just expressed his dissatisfaction, "Hmph! I, the Taishou appointed by the emperor, are not to be kneaded or pinched. ”

Seeing that Taishou was surrounded by more than a dozen personal guards and stepped off the high platform and walked to the northeast exit, the chief executioner turned his head and shouted: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon -- execution!"

The executioners, who had long been unable to hold back, suddenly opened their sleeves like tigers out of the slaughter, neatly pulled out the wooden strips behind the prisoners, and then threw up their arms and pulled up blood-red and brilliant knife flowers......

"Ahh

"I want to ......"

Guroku, Guroku......

"Wipe your milk, milk, the surname Xu, Lao Tzu remembers......"

Guroku, Guroku, Guroku......

The scene was suddenly dizzying and miserable.

......

Fifty prisoners, only seven executioners. Zhu Jue, who is located at the bottom of the southeast corner of the entire venue, is still safe.

Looking down at the number ******, "Fifty, it's not bad, at least I lived a little longer." ”

Raised his head and scanned the audience, as if he was watching a set of dynamic pictures that had nothing to do with him swaying back and forth, and his ears seemed to be suddenly clear, and he could no longer hear the terrible screams......

Looking at these comrades, or their steaming corpses, Zhu Jue couldn't tell what it was like.

Among them, one is his familiar childhood friend, Zhao Cai. I still remember that during the small talk, he told himself that his inkless daddy's motivation for giving him the name was actually to ,-- "fortune". Now that the person has fallen, Zhu Jue doesn't know whether to say goodbye to the red body that spurts blood and falls to the ground, or the ball that is still rolling on the other side.

There is another one, Cao Fa, the commander of the army who has been bullying him in the army for more than a year, just because he is the only one who has been arrested and has studied the Bajing, as if he mocked and beat a "vegetable seedling" who may become a big man in the future It is very fulfilling, Cao Fa always led a few people to focus on taking care of Zhu Jue and was happy to do it. But now,-- eyes are wide open, and the blood is getting colder.

There is another one, it is Brother Li who took him by the hand and rushed out of the encirclement when he was surrounded by soldiers last month, Zhu Jue didn't even know his name, he only vaguely remembered that others seemed to call him "Lao Ba", well, maybe it was the "scar" of "scar". Now that his eyes are closed, his gradually sagging face reveals a sense of relief! Maybe he doesn't have to worry about feeding his family anymore.

......

I don't know whether to be sad, or angry, to relieve hatred, or to sympathize...... Perhaps, it's time to despair, and it's going to be your turn soon.

"Forty-nine, slash!"

"Ahh

......

"Fifty!", feeling that the wooden strip on the back of his neck had been removed, Zhu Jue gradually closed his eyes......

"Slow down, adults!"

Wrong!

Zhu Jue's eyes opened instantly, and he stared at the maximum! I saw a group of people walking in front of him on the right, coming towards the exit of the execution ground behind him......

......

Chen Ran was also depressed. His Taishou Mansion was originally in the east of the city, and it could be seen that the exit crowd in the northeast corner had not yet dispersed, and it was impossible to drive it away for a while, and almost all of the people who stayed there were relatives and friends of the prisoners, and he was also worried about some uncontrollable situation. In the whole execution ground, there was no one except for the south side of the execution--those who looked at the excitement seemed to be afraid of getting too close to it. So he had to lead the men from the northeast to the southeast of the execution ground, so that they could go out through the exit in the southeast corner. The chief officer originally thought that Taishou had left from the northeast corner, so he immediately ordered the execution. So along the way, almost wherever Chen Ran went, the executioner killed. Chen Taishou's steps were quite calm, but while slightly speeding up his pace, he inadvertently took out a silk scarf from his ******, as if he was not breathing well, and slightly covered his nose. Even if there was a drop or two of blood splattered on the hem of his trousers, he only frowned slightly, as if he didn't care about the blood on his right. It shows the depth of skill.

However, Zhu Jue on the other side has no time!

Zhu Jue had never seen Chen Taishou, but Chen Ran's position and outfit in this team were already very revealing! Behind his ears, there seemed to be the sound of the ghost head knife dancing in the wind, Zhu Jue didn't have time to think about it, he was blessed to his heart, almost instinctively sank into the dantian, and shouted: "How to kill the strong man!"