In the Imperial Plaza, the cold wind hunts and the scene is chilling.
Tang Li, the God of War of the Phoenix Empire and the commander-in-chief of the three armies, conspired to rebel. He and his family members were sentenced today.
Because Tang Li had been in a high position for a long time and liked to take the lead in battles, with great military exploits and many die-hard loyalists, after deliberation by the Imperial Military Commission, it was decided that he and his family would be executed by the oldest method of burning at the stake, and a live broadcast would be broadcast to the entire country's military and civilians.
, in order to achieve the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkey.
It is said that this method of death is very ornamental. The prisoner struggled painfully in the cage, but could not escape from this strong prison. In the end, he was reduced to coke and ashes under the witness of everyone.
The square in Nuoda was packed to the brim, and everyone had solemn expressions on their faces, trying hard to cast their sights on the temporary high platform.
The high platform is piled with dry firewood, and on top of the dry firewood are placed one after another cages made of the gold-plated material newly developed by the Imperial Science and Technology Research Institute.
This kind of metal knife keeps chopping and cannot be melted by fire. Even the latest model of laser weapons will take a long time to cut it.
The cage of the main criminal Tang Li is placed in the middle, the tallest and most conspicuous...
Of course, its strength is dozens or hundreds of times that of other accomplices.
In the cage, Tang Li's limbs were firmly fixed by iron chains made of gold, and only his head could move around his body.
There was no wailing, no calling for help, because he knew it was all meaningless.
He just looked at his wife with deep affection and reluctance, and the child who was just born less than three days ago in his wife's arms...
Yes, they won't even let a child go.
The weeds are cut without removing their roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
"sorry!"
"sorry!"
"sorry!"
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Tang Li's voice has long been mute and he can't make any sound, but his wife can know what he wants to say from the shape of his mouth.
His wife, Chen Yan, looked haggard, with tears in her eyes, and shook her head desperately. She said to her husband, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we are a family, we are a family, even if we die, we will die together.
However, despite all his efforts, all he could produce were vague whines.
There is no way to communicate through words, and even saying goodbye is a luxury.
Fortunately, they don't need to say goodbye. Ten years of being husband and wife and twenty years of companionship have long since made their souls compatible. One look can express everything.
"The time has come for torture!"
The inspector in black clothes and black face shouted loudly, and immediately a dozen strong men holding torches came from all directions and lit the firewood under the cage from all directions.
boom!
The dry firewood with accelerant added quickly burned, and the raging fire instantly swallowed up the huge chrome cages one after another.
Chen Yan held the child and desperately leaned into her husband Tang Li's arms, getting closer, and getting closer...
Your husband's arms are the safest and warmest place in the world.
It was then and it is now!
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At the foot of the green hills, there is a small farmyard.
A man in casual clothes was sitting in the yard, holding a pink-carved baby in his arms. The baby was wrapped in a huge black cloak. The small body could not move, and he could only use his beautiful eyes to move.
Look at the man in front of you and everything around you.
The man's expression was sad, his face was ashen, and there were deep tears in the corners of his eyes.
He didn't know how long it took, but he suddenly picked up the wine bottles on the tables next to him and poured himself a large glass of wine.
He picked up the wine glass, poured a few drops into the baby's mouth, and said, "From today on, we are a family. Come, young man, let's celebrate."
The strong alcohol went down the throat, and the baby's little face turned red from the heat, and he burst into tears.
The man ignored it and drank the remaining wine in the cup. Facing the clear breeze and the bright moon in front of him, he sang in a hissing voice: "The general's reputation will be ruined after a hundred battles. Go to the river and look back thousands of miles, and the old friends will be gone forever."
"The water is flowing and the wind is cold in the west. The clothes in the house are like snow. A strong man, but his tragic song has not been completed. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it does not cry clear tears and cries blood."
"Who can share with me? Drunk Mingyue!"
Inside the room, a woman's long-suppressed cries could be heard.
