In Shucheng, I don’t know how many days had passed, but suddenly there was a noise from outside the prison. Suddenly, countless strong men rushed into the prison and roughly opened the door. The sound of chains clashing came from far and near.

In prison.

Accompanied by the complicated sounds of chains clashing, many prison cells emitted shrill howls.

"Don't arrest me, don't arrest me, I'm not guilty, I'm not guilty!"

"Don't kill me. It was my father who did it. It has nothing to do with me! I'm not a remnant of the Yuan Dynasty, I'm not..." Some people started crying as they spoke.

They were kicked and beaten on their feet, but they still couldn't stop these vicious guards and strong men. As batch after batch of people were dragged out, some of the prisoners in the prison who were about to be sent to the frontier were a little dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"Brother Hu, they are..." Brother Hu, the bearded man, shook his head and sighed, "Don't look at it, this is beyond your control."

Outside the south gate of Shu City, drums were beating continuously, and the onlookers were a little numb. Every time a drum was played, countless people went to the underworld.

Those swordsmen also performed all this silently without any hesitation. For them, this is their job.

The drumming of the drum sounded again, and another group of prisoners were pushed onto the execution platform. The execution platform, which was already stained red with blood, was dripping with blood along the wooden boards of the execution platform, dripping from the cracks in the wooden boards and seeping under the wooden boards.

of land.

The blood stains on the execution platform gave off a strong smell of blood.

"Kneel down!"

The prisoners brought up by the soldiers, with the soldier's skillful kick, their knees and leg bends were slightly numb, and their feet unconsciously knelt on the execution platform.

"Prove your identity!"

Following a loud roar, many executioners and prosecutors came forward and casually looked at the prisoner's name and gender.

After killing so many people, who can still tell who is who? It's just a formality now.

"Prepare for execution!" With this cry of preparation for execution, the swordsman flashed the bright broadsword in his hand. Although the blade of the broadsword had licked the blood of an unknown number of people, the blade was still as bright as before.

The drums kept beating, as if it was a sonata to send them on their way, and on the execution platform, there were two executioners, one on the left and one on the right, and sitting on the small seat next to them was a trembling person. This person was none other than

, it is the emperor’s pleasure.

He didn't know how many times he had watched this scene in front of him, but he just felt chilled all over.

"Behead!" As a command arrow was thrown down from the chief executioner's desk, the sword and ax were raised and dropped, and a blood arrow shot up into the sky. Then the criminal's whole body fell forward, and blood flowed all over.

The people couldn't bear to close their eyes.

Murder is a fun thing to watch at first, but later it turns out to be a torturous process, and no one can bear it.

Some of the prisoners who were still kneeling next to them just started to cry. Although they had some obstructions in their mouths, looking at the scene in front of them, many of them had already excreted and urinated, and could only sob and cry.

Yang Weizhen knelt among the prisoners, looking at the scene in front of him, he closed his eyes silently, two tears flowed down his eyes and onto his face. He closed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and exhaled deeply

He took a breath, but there was a blockage in his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

Seeing the people being slaughtered like cattle and sheep one after another on the execution platform, he felt helpless.

They were moved all the way to Shucheng, but they only went through a very simple trial when they appeared in court. They were sentenced to death. After eating prison food for a few days, when everyone was fully tried, they were directly sentenced to death.

He was dragged to the execution ground and beheaded.

The process was so simple and crude, without any mercy. Yang Weizhen had never regretted or hated it so much.

Many of the people kneeling in front of him were members of his three clans, but now each of these people were staring at him fiercely like hungry wolves, as if their eyes could carve out a piece of flesh from him, and they probably even felt that

You can kill him alive with your eyes.

Yang Weizhen never expected that Ying Wugou would be so ruthless and even inhumane. Because he refused to serve as an official, he punished all three Yang family members for treason and collaborating with the enemy. This was almost to the end of the Yang family.

As a wave of people were killed, a new round of drums sounded again.

The rumbling drums were like a melody urging people to die. Every time the drums sounded, a group of heads fell to the ground.

Countless heads were piled under the execution platform. The people unconsciously stepped back more than a dozen steps, leaving a huge open space for the execution ground. No one wanted to come forward to watch the fun. People had already

Somewhat numb, killing and beheading no longer have much excitement to watch.

The Chairman, the Criminal Officer, executed the orders meticulously and persistently.

From morning to afternoon, the execution ground was full of blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and stench.

"Sir, all the prisoners have been dealt with today." An official came forward and said.

The chief executioner narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt a weight of relief on his shoulders.

But he knew that from today on, he would have a nickname, and people in the world would probably call him Stone Beheaded.

"Okay, that's it for today."

But his work has not been finished yet, he still has one more thing to do. After all the personnel have been dealt with, Master Shi, the chief executioner, looked at Emperor Tuo Huan of Dayuan and said: "Hou Anle, for those who want to be with Dayuan,

People who live and die together, do you want them to be buried with the Yuan royal family?"

Emperor Yuan's joy was like a thunderbolt flashing in his ears, and he was stunned on the spot.

He sensitively felt that the words of the chief executioner Shi Wukuan were not just simple words, he could even hear the cold murderous intention in Shi Wukuan's words.

What does it mean to be buried with others? As long as he dares to say he is willing, he feels that he will definitely die with these prisoners today. There will not be the slightest doubt. He is very sure.

This seemingly weak civil servant Shi Wukuan would not hesitate to drag him to the execution ground and behead him without any hesitation.

The Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Tuo Huan, no, he should be called Anlehou Tuo Huan now, was trembling with fear, with a fake smile on his face, and he felt that his legs were shaking.

He smiled and said: "Master Shi is joking. These individuals are ungrateful and even dare to openly defy King Wu's orders. How can they be buried with them? Master Shi is joking, joking!" Tuo Huan used the sleeve of his left hand as he spoke.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shi Wukuan smiled, glanced at Tuo Huan, and said: "Haha, don't be in a hurry, Anlehou will think about it slowly!"
Chapter completed!