Chapter 751: The Autumn of 1489 AD, the Judgment of Fire
The white-clothed military camp was fogged by burning smoke. The coldness of autumn entangled the edge of the morning. There was a strange and choking atmosphere in the air, which made people feel inexplicably familiar and frightening. In the mountain breeze, there was a vague
There were desperate and pathetic moans and hoarse shouts.
"O Lord! Please! Save us...from the hands of the devil! Save!..."
The shouts came from the military camp, but were separated by the armored guards. The leaves fell, passing over the solemn and solemn cold faces, the burning torches held high, and the gray clothes on their bodies.
Cross smock. In the middle surrounded by these guards, there is an old man and a strong man. They are the two highest-ranking figures in the entire Crusader camp.
The old man was wearing a cold black robe and a simple black hat. There was no bright color on his body. And his eyes were even colder and solemn than the black on his body, just like Mont Blanc in the Alps.
The glacier on the top of the mountain. The only thing that shines slightly is the golden bishop's cross on his neck, symbolizing the lofty status of the senior servant of God.
As for his name, no one on the peninsula knows it, no one is afraid of it, and it can even scare the great nobles of Castile. He is the first justice of the Spanish Inquisition, the black Dominican.
Friar, Thomas de Torquemada.
In the six years since Justice Thomas took office, he has promulgated 28 judicial decrees, expanded the crimes of religious trials to more than 20, and personally sentenced more than 5,000 people to be burned at the stake, and more than 40,000 people to be imprisoned, their homes were confiscated, and they were sentenced to life.
Imprisonment... an average of 1,000 people were burned to death and 8,000 people were arrested and imprisoned every year! And most of the subjects on trial were so-called "Jewish superficial converts" and "Moorish superficial converts."
In other words, in the Spanish Diocese, as long as you are a Jew or a Moor, even if you convert to God, you will still be questioned about the authenticity of your faith and will be examined by the Inquisition. In the past six years, you have been able to pass
There was almost no Jew or Moor who was censored. This crazy inquisition was the embodiment of Castilian religious fanaticism and the essential characteristic of its crusader state.
Another identity of Thomas the Inquisitor is that he is the confessor and mentor of Queen Isabella, and can also be said to be the queen's closest supporter and ally.
The marriage between Queen Isabella and King Fernando was originally based on his suggestion and plan. After the union of the two kings, he became the third-ranking figure after the two kings, representing the theocratic power of the Spanish diocese.
He closely supports the regime of the two kings. In fact, the reason why this holy war against Granada can be successfully launched is inseparable from his full support and call!
Listening to the cries in the military camp, Justice Thomas looked calm. There was no cruelty or mercy in his eyes, only firmness without hesitation.
"Fernando, are everyone here?"
"Dear black monk...Lord forgive me! The 1,600 people who were corrupted by the devil are all here."
King Fernando lowered his eyes for a moment, with a bit of unbearable expression in his eyes. He sighed deeply, and there was obvious pity on his face, which could be seen by the surrounding guards. This king of Aragon was in his prime, with a long face and a broad face.
Well, his eyes are deep, in line with the aesthetics of this era, and he has a handsome appearance.
He wears a set of flexible chain armor, a brightly colored cross smock, and gilded plate armor boots on his feet. This bright color forms a perfect match with the gray priest's robe next to him.
A very sharp contrast. The distinct red and yellow stripes on the cross blouse are the strips of Aragon, the symbol of the King of Aragon.
"O merciful Lord! May your gaze be lowered and save the souls of the unfortunate from the flames that are about to burn!"
Before the next "rescue" took place, King Fernando lowered his head, with a pious look on his face, and prayed for the dying Crusader who was imprisoned in the military camp. Seeing the king's performance, the surrounding Castilian lords and priests also
They all lowered their heads and prayed devoutly for a while.
"..."
Justice Thomas turned his head, his expression unchanged, and he took a deep look at Fernando. He received the news of the outbreak of the plague, and regardless of the danger, he traveled day and night to come from the court in Seville. It was at Fernando's invitation.
The first thing the other party did when they saw him was to ask him to preside over this "rescue from the erosion of the devil's power"!
As for the method of 'rescue', in the name of salvation, all the sick sergeants were gathered together, tied with ropes, imprisoned in the military camp, and piled with flammable firewood. Then, under the command of the priests of the Inquisition
, ignite the flames of judgment!
Justice Thomas waited calmly for a moment, without urging or praying. It was not until King Fernando next to him finished praying and wiped the tears from his eyes that Justice Thomas solemnly recited the Book of Revelation and announced aloud.
"And God said, 'I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne. The scrolls were opened, and another book was opened, which is the book of life. And the dead received what was written in these scrolls.
, to be judged according to their deeds.'"
"The trial begins! Light the fire!"
The voice of the chancellor was firm and powerful, like some kind of advancing mountain. The king's guards held torches and, under the instructions of the priests, ignited the firewood outside the military camp. Then, they threw the burning torches into the
Deep in the military camp. Soon, blazing flames emerged from all over the military camp, rising two to three meters high, and then gradually connected into one!
"Ah! Merciful Lord! Please! Please!..."
"Ah! Ah! No! Don't burn me! Ah!..."
Within a moment, screams broke out in the burning military camp, as sharp as a throat being cut, and as if emerging from a terrifying hell. When the surrounding guards heard such screams, they couldn't help but look moved.
, or showing fear, or feeling intolerable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Among the people, only Justice Thomas had a calm expression, and King Fernando had tears in his eyes. The expressions of the two of them did not change much from the beginning to the end.
The fire became bigger and bigger, the flames burned higher and higher, and even continuous black smoke came out. The sharp and shrill shouts quickly became hoarse and deep, and then disappeared one after another. The entire military camp burned in the bright fire.
But it was as silent as in the deepest darkness.
Justice Thomas waited patiently for a moment, without urging or praying. It was not until the raging fire burned through the entire military camp, and all the sick sergeants in the camp were turned into fuel, that there was no longer any possibility of survival, then he hung down.
Eyes, declare loudly again!
"God said, 'They were all judged according to their works. Death and Hades were also cast into the lake of fire, which is the second death. If anyone's name is not written in the book of life, he will be cast into the lake of fire.
Cast into the lake of fire.'"
"The judgment is complete! They will go where they deserve according to their deeds! And the devil's power will be burned out by the flames of judgment!"
Hearing the proclamation of the venerable Justice Thomas on behalf of the Lord, the guards present gradually calmed down. Because, in the eyes of most of the jihadists, this "rescue" ceremony was not a cruel killing.
And it is indeed a rescue!
Only the Holy Judgment, held on behalf of God under the auspices of the Grand Inquisitor, can burn out the invading demonic power within the sick soldiers and save their souls!
After such a cruel "rescue", the morale of the surviving jihadists in the camp will not decline, but can even recover slightly. As for how long such morale can last, it depends on how far away the next large-scale plague is.
How long can the outbreak be delayed?
The black smoke gradually dispersed, and what came to his nostrils was the smell of burnt protein and the aroma of roasting. Amidst such a strange aroma, King Fernando quickly frowned. He turned sideways and said to Justice Thomas
After a salute, he was about to say goodbye and leave. The soldiers in the camp were unsettled, and he still had too many affairs that needed to be dealt with. And the effect of this "rescue" ceremony also needed to be exerted to stabilize the morale of the soldiers as much as possible.
"Fernando, don't leave in a hurry. Before I come here this time, Yinsabella asked me to bring you a message."
Justice Thomas remained calm, sniffing the aroma in the air and looking into the eyes of King Fernando. With a serious look on his face, he asked a crucial question.
"Yinsabella asked you, how long can the siege camp outside Basa Mountain City last?"
