On the outskirts of Handan, it didn't snow again that day. The cold was still there, and I didn't know when spring would really arrive this year.
More than 2,000 people in Gaoyi who participated in armed fighting will be executed here.
The entire incident, and every step of the operation, was extremely painful for the Qin government.
Those people were so excited at the time that they forgot that the act of fighting was a collective violation of laws. But when the Qin soldiers came up with weapons to arrest people, they all knew the seriousness of the matter, so most people began to shirk it.
I have never caused death, truly;
I only took sticks, no iron tools;
The person who started the trouble was so-and-so, I only injured him but did not kill him;
...etc., whatever you want.
Most of these people are eldest men, not many young and strong, and there are also very few women. They are the main labor force in the family. After this, what will happen to the lives of their relatives in Gaoyi...
With various moods, the officials compiled all the confessions and reported everything to Lu Yan.
And Lu Yan made the decision, kill him!
Thousands of Qin soldiers opened a execution ground on the outskirts of Handan and organized themselves into formations to block the numerous people who came to watch the excitement.
Maybe it shouldn’t be described as watching the excitement, but there are really many people who come to see the excitement.
The heavy horns sobbed and mourned, and eight hundred executioners wore turbans and held machetes, standing in an orderly formation in the formation.
Lu Yan was also standing. However, he was standing on a temporary platform, which was not high and far inferior to the one in the east city of Handan City.
On both sides of the stage, standing in rows were the chiefs of the counties and counties in Zhao. There were slightly more Zhao people, basically deputies. This was Lu Yan's special order to let them come.
Not only were they there, Lu Yan also specially invited some big nobles to come and watch the law enforcement. For example, Pingyuan Lord Zhao Ling was able to retain his privileges because he happened to be only the third generation.
Nongyu was dressed like a village woman today, blending herself into the crowd of people watching. She raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yan, who was standing high in the cold wind, with her hands clenched tightly in front of her chest.
Not far from her, they happened to be Duan Murong and Nianduan.
"Master, this time, could it be that he is..." Duan Murong's lips left tooth marks, and she squeezed them tightly with both hands.
Nianduan did not respond to his disciple. He just looked at Lu Yan's figure from a distance and sighed softly: "After this incident, someone will be unlucky."
"When the time comes, take the prisoner to the execution ground~"
Loud shouts echoed in the wind, the Qin army's formation moved out of the way, and infantry escorted the prisoners into the field.
Lu Yan watched with cold eyes. The prisoners were all wearing brown coarse clothes and trousers, and they were connected into strings with prickly hemp ropes, one hundred people in a string.
More than twenty strings were moved into the execution site little by little. This process was very slow, like insects squirming.
For Lu Yan, Nong Yu, Duan Murong, and the honest and humble people at the bottom, this process was too long and depressing.
It is not a pleasant experience to watch a group of people like yourself slowly being executed to death.
As for Pingyuan Lord Zhao Ling, he just felt that this process was really boring, and it would be more interesting to appreciate the expression of the first-grade national master.
It's a pity that he didn't dare to peek at Lu Yan at this moment. The latter's martial arts skills were too high. If he noticed something, he would be unjust.
"Verify your identity~"
"One hundred people have committed a crime, and their identity has been proven to be correct. There are no mistakes or omissions."
"Two hundred people have committed crimes, and their identities have been verified to be correct. There are no mistakes or omissions."
"Three hundred people committed..."
"Four hundred..."
One after another, the shouts continued, telling Lu Yan and everyone that the execution was about to take place.
Lu Yan looked up at the sky. The sun was just right.
"Blow the drum and execute the execution."
Suddenly, the drums beat loudly, eight hundred executioners took their positions with knives, and chopped off the heads with one blow. The soldiers nearby dragged the headless corpse away and replaced it with the next one.
After three rounds of cutting, heads were rolling, blood flowed, and the moat turned red visibly to the naked eye.
Even the cold wind could not dissipate the turbid smell of blood. The people present screamed in shock, and many people had already covered their faces and ran away.
Also, there is crying and yelling.
"Lu Yan! Damn it, you are a heartless beast, won't you feel pain!"
"Grandpa! Grandpa! My eldest uncle and second uncle were killed by you. Now you are killing my grandpa. When I grow up -"
"Heaven, please open your eyes!"
"God, have mercy on me, Mr. Zhao~"
Relatives and folks from Gaoyi, these old, young, women and children, regardless of the difficulty of the journey, came here just to see the people they valued for the last time.
Witnessing the butcher's knife with their own eyes, their cries were heartbreaking. Some were hugging each other, grabbing the ground with their heads, beating their chests and feet, and some were so grief-stricken that they passed out on the spot. There were all kinds of things. These scenes also shook the rest of Zhao.
people.
Qin Fa, is he really good to us?
Lu Yan, are you really treating us well?
The order at the scene was not chaotic under the threat of swords, guns, swords and halberds, but Zhao Ling could clearly see that the beautiful image Lu Yan had initially established in Zhao Ren's heart was crumbling.
Lu Yan, the world-famous Imperial Master of the Qin State, no matter how capable you are, I, the Zhao family, have the final say in this land.
Zhao Ling lowered his head and stroked the jade sword. At this point in the drama, he was no longer interested.
Lu Yan faced the scorn and abuse directed at him, and saw the grief, anger and even hatred of these people in his eyes.
Nong Yu stared straight into his eyes, with the word "distress" written all over her pretty face.
Over there, Duan Murong jumped up impulsively and jumped over the obstruction set by Qin Bing, "This bastard! Lu Yan, you read the sage's book in vain!"
"Rong'er~"
It was too late for Nian Duan to stop him, so he saw Duan Murong running in quickly. The Qin soldiers who tried to stop him were stabbed with silver needles and were unable to move.
A sword strike struck, causing the waterfall to stop flowing. The terrifying murderous aura crushed the angry Duan Murong to the ground.
Duanshuijian stared at her condescendingly, as if this woman was too weak in martial arts and didn't even unsheath the sword. He asked, "What do you want to do?"
Lu Yan noticed the situation here and recognized Duan Murong, "Ji, there is no need to stop her."
"Yes, sir." He took the order and retreated, clearing the way.
Duan Murong was not frightened by her strength. She stood up and pointed directly at him and scolded him: "Lu Yan, when you govern the land of Zhao, don't you want the people to live a good life? You massacred more than two thousand civilians in the name of the law."
, There is nothing so ridiculous in the world. Hundreds of schools praise the name of Lu Zi, but you are not worthy."
Lu Yan moved his body and appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye, "You!"
What do you know?!
He originally wanted to scold Duan Murong, but looking into her eyes, he suppressed his anger.
Those eyes were pure, bright, stubborn, shining with simple brilliance.
It is not terrible to make sacrifices for a bright future. But it is terrible to be accustomed to sacrifice. It is even more terrible to be accustomed to sacrificing others, and it is no different from the devil.
Duan Murong was new to the world, and the light in those eyes shone into Lu Yan's heart.
Lu Yan's sudden appearance made Duan Murong take two steps back unconsciously, but he immediately stared at her absentmindedly, which made Duan Murong unable to bear it.
She was about to continue speaking when she heard the man in front of her say, "You are right now. If you are still right three years later, then I, Lu Yan, will kill myself with my sword."
"Bah~" The Qinggan sword was stuck on the ground.
"This sword has been with me for fourteen years. After three years, you can use this sword to kill me."
Lu Yan didn't wait for her response and walked back to the stage.