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Volume 1 Chapter 1570 Behead!

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    That night, the square in the center of the town was brightly lit, and more than seventy people were kneeling there, waiting to be beheaded.

    They have all been interrogated, and most of them are anti-thief spies, while a few are following the riot, trying to snatch food in the chaos.

    In peaceful times, grabbing some food would not lead to death, but if we don¡¯t kill them, those hungry and dizzy refugees will follow suit and grab some food first.

    In fact, it's not that he refused to distribute grain. Luo Chong had already anticipated the general trend of the world. A few days ago, he bought a lot of stored grain from several neighboring counties. After closing the city gate, it was enough for the whole town to eat for several months.  .

    It¡¯s because they are too hungry. Once they are full, a glass of water will swell the stomach, and their already atrophied intestines and stomachs cannot bear it at all, which is what people often call a bloated stomach.

    This must be restored slowly, but they have been hungry and anxious for a long time, so they can't take care of this.

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    More than a hundred sergeants holding sabers marched forward. Half of the instructors were responsible for supervision, and the other half were recruits, responsible for beheading and taking this opportunity to see blood.

    Once you kill someone, your courage will be completely different from now on.

    "that one!"

    Luo Chong pointed to one of the guys who was kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face and said to Hong Haishan, "Take him down."

    "woo woo woo woo¡­¡­"

    The man was extremely excited, but with a rag stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't say anything.  At least, I managed to save my life for the time being.

    The others were also struggling hard, whining and wanting to beg, but Luo Chong was indifferent.

    Luo Chong didn't use his mind-reading skills. The reason why he didn't kill the guy just now was because he felt that his image and temperament should be that of a scholar, and his face didn't look like a bad guy. Maybe he had some hidden agenda when he was involved, which was completely different from the other guys.

    Without using any magic, Luo Chong can also see the good and evil of a person with his naked eyes. This is an instinct of a former demon who is too sensitive to evil thoughts.

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    "Hey"

    The professional executioner in the town was responsible for presiding over the beheading ceremony. He issued a specific shout with a loud voice, asking Luo Chong if he could be executed.

    Under the firelight, Luo Chong nodded silently, and the surrounding townspeople were excited and cheered.

    This is a military household. Both men and women have seen a lot of life and death and are not afraid of blood.

    The child was so nervous and scared that he covered his eyes, but his parents opened his eyes and scolded him in a low voice: "Don't even dare to look. If you go to the battlefield in the future, you will die!"

    "Broad!"

    The executioner yelled again. The word "cry" was actually the pronunciation of the word "cry" that had changed. It was purely a matter of superstition. Luo Chong didn't even know what the dead person could do by bringing these things into hell.

    "Raise the knife!"

    The following is the rhythm of the soldiers. The instructor gives the order, swoosh!  The recruits raised their swords, but many of them were shaking obviously.

    The hands are trembling.

    The instructor turned to Luo Chong, issued a military salute, and once again confirmed whether to perform it or not.  After all, human life is at stake, and if Luo Chong wants to change the verdict, it's still too late.

    These are all procedures.

    The onlookers all held their breath, and when Luo Chong nodded again, they cheered a second time.

    This is not cruelty, but the blood of soldiers, and military households are also soldiers.

    "Behead!"

    Following this order, all the instructors shouted loudly in the recruits¡¯ ears: ¡°Kill!¡±

    The roar was like thunder. At this moment, the recruits forgot about their nervousness and fear, and subconsciously waved their swords.

    For more than half a month, I have practiced the action of swinging the knife countless times. Even if such a standard beheading posture is not a routine on the battlefield, the position of the knife will not deviate much.

    With a click, dozens of heads fell to the ground, but a few were still attached to their necks. It was the recruits who chopped them off, either on the shoulders or the back of the head, or because they were not strong enough and cut them in half.

    The instructor went up and slapped each of them so hard that they almost fell down, but they were still asked to chop them again.

    The person who was stabbed had long since fallen down and was not hacked to death. He just screamed desperately, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and the rags in his mouth were sprayed out by some kind of power that burst out instantly.

    Everything must be reversed, and several recruits felt even more embarrassed. Their faces were distorted after being slapped. Some of them slashed several times, cutting the person into a mess. Others bent down and grabbed the hair with their left hand and started cutting directly. This is  It's impossible to cut it off.

    This is all allowed, mainly to allow them to practice?, Otherwise, let the instructors be responsible for beheading, how accurate and fast they are when cutting.

    Many townspeople still vomited on the spot. The real death scene was not as exciting as originally thought, but it was extremely exciting.

    "War is ruthless."

    Luo Chong¡¯s voice was not high, but everyone could hear: ¡°You yourself are not willing to cherish your life, and my soldiers and their swords have no mercy!¡±

    The whole town was silent

    After Luo Chong turned around and left, I don¡¯t know how many people were thinking: They are all men, why can Lord Qianhu be so majestic?

    A day later, more people signed up to be soldiers, because they heard that Master Qianhu would pass on his martial arts to every soldier. As long as you learn it and practice well, you can be like him sooner or later.

    "Sir, we have already collected 1,500 people."

    The next afternoon, Hong Haishan came to report the situation of the conscription: "Do you want to continue?"

    1,500 people, divided into 500 private soldiers and 1,000 ordinary soldiers, not counting the other 500 militiamen.  Hong Haishan felt that even if the adults of Qianhu were not afraid of overstepping or breaking the rules, little Guangling would not be able to support so many hungry people. Under the intense training, all of them would become super losers.

    There is also meat for lunch, and no matter how many livestock are slaughtered, there is not enough food.

    "Yes, that's it."

    Luo Chong also felt that he had reached his limit. Although he could assemble endless food from the small universe, doing so would be too shocking, and his subordinates would question: Where did it come from?  How did Senhu-sama transform?

    It¡¯s not fun to think of yourself as a god.

    Mortals pretend to be gods and ghosts in order to gain momentum, but real gods disdain this when they experience different lives.

    After Hong Haishan left, the sister-in-law came out of the inner courtyard and walked into the hall. It could be seen that her face was still a little pale.

    Last night, she was not allowed to go and watch the fun, she had to go.  As a result, I vomited heavily, couldn't sleep well, and probably had nightmares.

    Luo Chong wanted to laugh when he saw it, and couldn't help but joke: "Sister-in-law, you are not as good as our mother. She doesn't seem to have much reaction."

    My sister-in-law pouted slightly and replied in a low voice: "I only heard that you have chopped off hundreds of heads. I thought it was as simple as killing a chicken."

    "Well, I've seen it a lot. It's not much different from killing a chicken."

    Luo Chong still felt a little sorry for her. With a flick of his wrist, a small porcelain bottle was revealed: "Drink some medicine and you will be more energetic."

    My sister-in-law thought it was still the same digestive medicine as last time, so she waved her hands repeatedly: "I didn't eat too much, I just vomited too much, okay?"

    The little woman¡¯s coquettishness is revealed more and more in her body.

    Luo Chong explained: "It's not a medicine. This can increase your appetite and make you less uncomfortable. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat a bite of meat for many days."

    When the word "meat" was mentioned, she felt nauseous again. She quickly ran over to take the medicine bottle, pulled out the stopper and drank it.

    My brother¡¯s medicine is quite effective, there is no need to doubt it.

    "Don't drink too much, or your appetite will increase and you will become fat." Luo Chong said with a smile.

    "A few drops at a time, right?"

    My sister-in-law knew he was joking, but she liked him like this.

    After saying a few words, Luo's mother chased her out. She was extremely vigilant and would never give the uncle and sister-in-law too many opportunities to be alone together.

    It¡¯s like guarding against thieves!

    Luo Chong has also noticed Luo's mother's worry. The old lady is about to turn into Grandma Rong He only finds it funny, but doesn't care.

    When I say she is an old lady, that is just an honorific. In this world, we get married early and have children early. Luo¡¯s mother gave birth to her eldest son at the age of seventeen. Now she is only in her early forties. It¡¯s just that life was hard in the past. After forty, she looks older, but she is just a middle-aged girl.  Just a young woman.

    Luo Chong knows the rebellious factor in his character. Hey, the more guarded you are, the more I want to tease sister-in-law Ying, and I can't control it.

    ¡°Then Luo Xiuer came over behind Luo¡¯s mother.

    Last night, she also went with him. When dozens of heads fell to the ground, her reaction was quite dull. At night, Luo Chong also listened carefully. She slept well, and she was definitely not calm as she pretended on the surface.

    This girl is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. She is actually a bit scary. Luo Chong guessed that if the Luo family really treated her badly, sooner or later she would have the courage to secretly poison her family and bring about a massacre to the old Luo family.  Bar.

    A girl who has never cried since she was seven years old is not an ordinary person.

    Of course, no matter how gentle her temperament is, she can¡¯t compare to the moon demon from hell, so that¡¯s whyIt's just for fun.

    After breakfast, Luo Chong went out and went to the Yamen to report the criminal, the one who was temporarily spared at the execution ground last night.

    "Name?"

    Luo Chong was aloft, sipping tea slowly, wanting to experience the feeling of a county magistrate.

    "I would like to thank Zhiyuan."

    The young man knelt down and put his hands on the ground. His face looked a little better, and the scholar's arrogance was slightly revealed.

    The fact that he dares to call himself a subordinate in front of an official, rather than a villain or a commoner, shows that he is likely to have a reputation.

    The grade of scholars in the Jin Dynasty is somewhat similar to that in ancient times on earth, but there are definitely some differences.

    ??In translation, from bottom to top: Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Academician, and National Scholar.

    Once you have the title of scholar, you can stop kneeling when you are an official. The higher you go, the higher the level. Although this guy is kneeling, it is not what he wants. He is so weak, and he is too frightened, and he can't stand at all.  stand up.

    "Xie Zhiyuan, what kind of fame do you have?" Luo Chong asked.

    "My lord, I"

    He looked ashamed and sighed: "Oh, I'm ashamed to say it."

    "I'm judging you, do you want me to be ashamed or not? Do you have the final say?"

    If one wants to compete in cultural attainments, how could he, a mortal, be better than a god? However, Luo Chong likes to be rough and barbaric, and he directly curses.

    "Sir, how could you"

    Xie Zhiyuan¡¯s expression was blank, and he obviously wanted to say: How can you say dirty words in court?  Although Qianhu is a military attache, he is not so rude.

    "How dare you turn around and question me."

    Luo Chong waved his hand: "Come here, this guy deserves a beating. I'll reward him with three hundred big bucks."

    Xie Zhiyuan trembled with fright and quickly begged for mercy: "Master Qianhu, I am so weak that I will die if I fall on the third board. Sir, calm down, I will tell you the truth" r1148
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