So many coolies were buried alive in the mine, and the remaining coolies screamed in fear.
The restless coolies made Prince Kram frown slightly. His wolf soldiers suddenly rushed out and chopped down several screaming coolies with their swords.
Faced with the shock of death, the coolies looked at the bloody knives of the wolf soldiers and could only tremble.
In this regard, Shibron was not even interested in taking a look.
From the beginning, Shibron could see that this was a massacre, and even guessed that Kram would use the method of burying him alive. However, he had already lost all hope and did not care about the issue of life and death at all, so he was not surprised or surprised at all.
Thought fluctuations such as fear.
The reason why Prince Kram left behind a small group of coolies, including Shibron, was entirely because the mines had been filled up and he could only choose another way of massacre.
Killing these defenseless coolies is not a problem, the problem is how to kill them efficiently, quickly and without leaving any trace.
This question certainly did not trouble Cram.
Under the instructions of the wolf prince, the wolf soldiers and guards drove the coolies to the south.
Less than a mile south of the coolie camp, there is a cemetery. There are overgrown weeds and many shrubs near the cemetery. This is a very hidden killing ground.
Cram planned to let these coolies dig a big hole, then force them to jump into the big hole he dug, bury them all alive, and light a fire before leaving to destroy all traces.
The distance from the coolie camp to the cemetery was not far, but the coolies were too weak and wore shackles that hindered their ability to move, so they walked very slowly.
It wasn't until dawn, when the white color of fish belly appeared in the east, that Clam drove the coolies over like sheep to the slaughterhouse.
The breeze at dawn was cold and still carried the slightest trace of water vapor, which condensed into small crystal clear dewdrops after hitting Shibron's body.
His whole body was wet with dew, but Shibron felt very comfortable, especially the clearness of the dew running down his cheeks, which made him truly feel that he was still alive.
However, he could not live much longer.
Under the command of Prince Kram, the guards gave the coolies some wooden shovels and asked them to start digging the hole.
By this time, even the most stupid coolie knew the true purpose of digging a hole - to bury himself.
If any coolie showed the slightest bit of unwillingness to dig a hole, he would be immediately hacked to death by the guards on the spot.
Shocked by the bloodshed, the coolies wept while digging pits and graves for themselves.
Fortunately for Shibron, he was given a wooden shovel and did not have to use his hands to dig like the coolies who were not given a wooden shovel.
It's a huge irony that you should be lucky to have a tool you can use to dig your own grave.
But Shibron didn't feel the irony at all. He didn't feel anything. He was digging mechanically like a zombie.
In this cemetery, countless dead creatures are buried and countless tombstones stand.
These ancient or brand-new tombstones stand quietly, and they will continue to stand still, as if they are something that exists specifically to witness death. The dewdrops on the tombstones reflect a slight light, as if they are thousands of
Thousands of blinking eyes were looking at Shibron.
At the beginning, the excavation work went smoothly because the soil on the surface of the cemetery was very soft. But after digging more than a foot deep, the soil became hard, and it was hard and mixed with large and small stones.
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Shibron dug very hard. He was severely dehydrated, extremely malnourished, and his limbs were inflamed and ulcerated. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his wet forehead, and he also had hallucinations.
It seemed that there was a pair... a hundred pairs... countless pairs of eyes staring at him. This feeling was so strong that Shibron couldn't help but raise his head. Dawn had already broken in the east, the sun would come out soon, and the morning star was still there.
Hanging high, the twinkling stars are about to disappear into the light...
Looking around, all the coolies were crying and digging. Although they knew clearly that they were digging their own graves, the exhausted coolies still hoped to keep digging. Because once such digging stops, it means that
The time has come for them to be buried.
Prince Kram, holding a long sword, walked over with interest and greeted Shibron with a smile: "My old friend, isn't it sad to dig your own grave?"
Shibron's high fever became more serious, his whole body was trembling, and even his voice was slurred. He didn't even look back, but subconsciously said the truest feeling in his heart: "Sad? No, no more.
Nothing can make me feel sad. Because everything is nothing, life is nothing, death is nothing, your strength is nothing, my weakness is nothing, so we are the same..."
Cram was not in the mood to listen to Schramm's meaningless words. Perhaps his old friend Sibron had been frightened by the impending death.
"My old friend, are you scared?"
"Why should I be afraid?"
Crum found it interesting to chat with a guy who was annoying and about to die. He continued to ask: "Because you are going to die soon, aren't you afraid? Then why are you shaking?"
"Within life comes death. This is a fate that no one can escape. Even gods cannot escape the rules of life and death." Shibron was already weak. He panted heavily and squatted down, slowly lying down in the small hole he had just dug.
: "Death is really not scary, because everything will die, life will die, stars will die, even the universe will die. Where there is a beginning, there is an end, and death is just an end!"
Cram couldn't understand these words that revealed life and death at all, and he didn't want to bother trying to understand the words of a dying guy, because it was meaningless.
Lying on his back at the bottom of the shallow pit, Shibron looked at the stars in the sky. The morning sun that had just risen from the horizon shone its first light on him. Shibron's spirit was still in a daze, but his eyes were incomparable.
Qingqing: "Since you still admit that we are old friends, please bury me!"
"Bury them all alive!"
After Kram gave an order, the wolf soldiers and the guards of the Rein tribe immediately took action, pushing the crying coolies into the pit, and raised their wooden shovels to sprinkle earth and rocks.
All the coolies were crying and screaming miserably, and only Shibron lay there quietly, waiting for death to come.
Suddenly, Shibron saw a woman walking from behind the tombstone. She was holding a crown in her hand - a crown made of thorns!
Hallucination, this must be an hallucination, Shibron muttered quietly...