Chapter 443: Is the calculation inaccurate? Does the shroud work? (Please order, please vote)
At noon, the scorching sun is high, and the unobstructed sunlight shines directly on the North Campus outside the North Gate of Guangzhou City. The dazzling light forces people to almost unable to open their eyes. And Ye Mingchen, the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, just returned to Guangzhou a month ago.
In Guangzhou City, a pair of big, bloodshot eyes like copper bells are now wide open. The cold murderous intent surging in the eyes is fiercely shooting towards the center of the school ground.
There, a group of men, women, and children were stripped of their clothes, and hemp ropes were tightly wrapped around their bodies like poisonous snakes. The swords stuck in their backs trembled slightly in the wind.
In the past two years, chaos has occurred frequently in Guangdong Province, and rebellions have grown up like weeds. There have been so many rebels arrested and beheaded by the government. The bannermen and militiamen in Guangzhou City have long been accustomed to this, and their eyes are full of numbness.
However, today's execution was completely different. When the onlookers saw this scene, they all took a breath. This is because today there were hundreds of people taken to the North School Field for execution by the pacesetters of the governors of Guangdong and Guangxi. Among the crowd, the old man Bai Bai
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The frost is shaking in the wind; the children are only a few years old, and their frightened eyes are full of fear of death. They are both men and women. They all have yellow faces and thin bodies, and their bodies are weak. At a glance, you can tell that they have been working hard in the fields all year round.
Ordinary people.
At this moment, they were completely enveloped in fear, and their whole bodies were shaking uncontrollably. Many of them were even so frightened that they became incontinent, with urine slowly flowing down their trouser legs. If their mouths were not blocked, the cries of injustice would have broken through the sky.
Witnessing this tragic scene, not to mention the ordinary onlookers and soldiers, even the current minister Luo Dunyan who assisted Ye Mingchen in organizing the regiment training, the former minister of Taichang Temple Long Yuanxi, and the predecessor Su Tingkui couldn't help but have a look of intolerance on their faces.
They all turned their questioning eyes to Ye Mingchen, who personally supervised the execution.
Guangzhou General Muten, who had just resigned and had not yet left, was also full of doubts. He couldn't help but ask Ye Mingchen, who was already red-eyed: "Kunchen, those who were executed several times before were at least disciples of the Tiandihui. The Tiandihui was bent on counterattack.
During the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, it was reasonable to kill them. But today, these people, old, young, young, and women, do not look like rebels from the Tiandihui. What kind of capital crime have they committed?"
It turned out that this was not Ye Mingchen’s first prison execution after returning to Guangdong. Before that, disciples of the Tiandi Hui in and around Guangzhou had suffered many bloody massacres. Within twenty days, the pacesetters of the governors of Guangdong and Guangdong launched ten large-scale raids, averaging once every two days.
.On the North Campus, a total of thousands of heads rolled down, and the blood stained the ground red.
Today, those heads are still lifted up high on long bamboo poles and hung at various city gates in Guangzhou. Each head looks deathly and hideous, with wide-open eyes, which is terrifying to look at.
Most of the Tiandihui disciples who were beheaded before were adult men, but among those who were to be beheaded this time, old people and children could be seen everywhere, and women accounted for nearly half. Such acts of killing regardless of age or gender,
It's really too cruel. Even Muten, who kills people like crazy, can't help but feel that Ye Mingchen is a bit too cruel in killing people.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ye Mingchen's lips, he gently twirled his goatee with his fingers, and said coldly: "They have not committed any crime, but after verification, they are relatives of Hong Ni and Feng Ni."
When Mutern heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, with a look of surprise on his face: "Why is there still more? Hasn't it already been killed in one round?"
Ye Mingchen looked grim and responded: "The people killed before were all close relatives of Hong Ni and Feng Ni. However, the two surnames of Hong and Feng are Hakka families. In addition to the people who moved to Huaxian, there were many branches in Jiaying Prefecture. At that time
When we sent people to Huaxian to arrest him, some of his relatives escaped after hearing the news, and this time we finally caught them all."
"Are the implications too wide?" Mutern frowned and asked worriedly.
"Too Guang?" Ye Mingchen sneered, with endless coldness and determination in his laughter, "If Hong Ni succeeds in his great cause, all of them will be yellow belts or red belts. Do you think they should be killed?"
Mutern thought for a moment and felt that what Ye Mingchen said seemed to make sense. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "In this case, he really deserves to be killed."
Ye Mingchen raised his head and looked up at the sky. Three o'clock in the afternoon was approaching. He waved his hand suddenly and ordered like thunder: "Someone, bring up the coffin board of Hong Ni's father!"
"The father of Hong Ni?" Mutern was stunned again and asked with doubts on his face, "Didn't he dig out the coffin last time, burn it and spread the ashes? Why is it still there?"
The graves of the grandfathers of Hong Xiuquan and Feng Yunshan had already been dug up by the former magistrate of Huaxian County, Chongling. Their fathers had also been crushed to ashes. Why is there another coffin popping up now?
Ye Mingchen glanced sideways at Mu Tern, with a hint of madness in his eyes, and said: "Master Mu, Hong Ni is the long-haired false king. Who is the father of that false king?"
"Who is it?" Mu Tern couldn't remember Hong Xiuquan's father's name for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little panicked.
Hong Xiuquan is said to be the son of the Heavenly Father Emperor!
"Of course he is a false heavenly father!" Ye Mingchen said seriously.
"Ah?" Muttern's eyes widened.
Ye Mingchen continued: "The false heavenly father is the incarnation of a demon. How can the demon's coffin be burned in one go?"
While he was talking to Muttern, several pacesetters overseen by the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi had already carried a thin-skinned coffin that was about to rot to the North Campus and placed it heavily on a pile of dry firewood.
Ye Mingchen stood up and walked towards the thin-skinned coffin with long strides. He waved his hand, and a large flag embroidered with the characters "Dacheng Holy Master" was immediately raised high by a stout pacesetter.
The flags roared fiercely in the wind, seeming to cheer for this bloody killing.
Ye Mingchen's eyes were full of madness. He looked at the people in front of him who were being escorted by pacesetters and were kneeling to be beheaded. He burst out laughing madly.
Then, he suddenly stretched out his finger, pointed at the coffin like a sharp sword, and shouted loudly: "This is the coffin of Hong Ni's father, the false heavenly father. I sent people to dig seven feet deep from the Hong family's ancestral grave in Huaxian County to find it."
’s. Today, it will be burned here to sacrifice my Dacheng Holy Master!”
He raised his hand high and pointed to the sky, and roared loudly: "Hong Ni falsely claims to be the son of Heavenly Father, and today I will burn his father. If his magic is really that powerful, there will be a heavy downpour, and the fire will be destroyed."
extinguished.
Otherwise, his father will be reduced to ashes! After being reduced to ashes, I will order people to use cannons to blast the ashes in all directions, leaving his soul behind!"
After saying that, Ye Mingchen pointed viciously at the group of Hong Xiuquan and Feng Yunshan's distant relatives below, and shouted loudly: "You can also pray for rain for Hong Ni... If you can't pray for rain, I will burn the false Heavenly Father and take your lives immediately."
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After that, he stretched out his hand suddenly and shouted: "Bring the torch!"
A torch was quickly handed to him, and Ye Mingchen shouted to the pacesetters on the execution ground: "Stop blocking their mouths and let the relatives of the traitors shout out. The louder the better!"
After speaking, Ye Mingchen showed a ferocious smile on his face, and used a torch to light the dry firewood under the thin-skinned coffin that was about to rot. The flames instantly jumped up, greedily devouring the coffin, and grew stronger and stronger.
Ye Mingchen looked at the raging fire and laughed proudly again: "I want to see how much power this Father and Brother Heaven have?" After saying that, he hugged his fists towards the fluttering flag with a strange expression.
He said: "Can you defeat my Dacheng Holy Master?"
"Spare my life!"
"Ye Qingtian, please spare my life!"
"God, just be good and let it rain!"
"Ah, there are no clouds in the sky"
"It's over, it's over, heaven!"
Cries instantly resounded through the sky, and the tribesmen of Hong Xiuquan and Feng Yunshan, who were about to be beheaded, let out desperate wails. The sky was still cloudless, so blue that there was no trace of impurities. The thin-skinned coffin was quickly and completely swallowed up in the raging fire.
, turned into a pile of ashes.
Ye Mingchen suddenly put away his smile, his eyes were as cold as the water of a cold pool, looking at the people who were crying, desperate, and begging him, he only uttered one word coldly: "Kill!"
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Ye Mingchen's pacesetters shouted in unison, and the sound resounded throughout the North Campus. They stretched out their hands one after another, like evil wolves, plucking out Hong Xiuquan and Feng Yunshan tribe's beheads from behind, and then the swords streaked through the air with cold light and fell like lightning.
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In an instant, hundreds of heads rolled down like ripe fruits, and blood splashed like a fountain. On the North Campus, corpses lay everywhere, a bloody mess, like a purgatory on earth.
And Ye Mingchen's bloodshot eyes moved away from the dead people here, turned to the northern sky, and murmured in a low voice: "Life and death depend on this battle! Your Majesty, I have tried my best, now just look at the shroud."
Can it offset Luo Yaoguo’s prophetic method?”
Tianjing, Prime Minister's Office, small auditorium.
What is being held here today is a military advisor meeting, attended by the four military advisors meeting Luo Yaoguo, Shi Dakai, Qin Rigang, and Hu Yihuang, as well as Xiao Chaofu, the representative of Xiao Chaogui, Yang Yiqing, the representative of Yang Xiuqing, Wei Jun, the representative of Wei Changhui, and
There is Hong Renfa, the representative of Hong Xiuquan.
Among them, Wei Changhui is also the military advisor at the Military Advisor Conference, so his representative Wei Jun has the right to vote. Xiao Chaofu, Yang Yiqing, and Hong Renfa do not have the right to vote at the Military Advisor Conference. Shi Dakai is also Feng Yunshan's representative.
The atmosphere in the conference room was a bit solemn. Everyone attending the meeting looked angry, and it seemed that they were angry about something. Hong Xiuquan's eldest brother Hong Renfa said with snot and tears: "The person named Ye is not
Man! They dug out my biological father, the 'meat father' of the King of Heaven, and burned it again."
"Why did you burn it again?" Luo Yaoguo didn't understand what Hong Renfa said, so he asked.
Hong Renfa gritted his teeth and said: "I had a fever two years ago. Now I have a fever again. It is not my father who is burned, but the face of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom!"
Shi Dakai, who returned from the front line in Ganzhou, added: "We also killed hundreds of Hong and Feng clan members from Jiaying Prefecture! In addition, many brothers from the Guangdong Tiandihui were also killed by people named Ye in the past two months!
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Luo Yaoguo snorted coldly: "The person named Ye is seeking death!"
He glanced around the hall and said in a deep voice: "The autumn grain harvest in Huguang should be almost done now. I suggest that we start marching to Guangdong as planned!"
"Agree!" Shi Dakai nodded.
"I agree too!" followed closely by Wei Jun.
"Agree!" Hu Yihuang certainly agreed!
Finally it was Qin Rigang: "King Wu, I agree too!"
Luo Yaoguo nodded: "Okay, the military advisor meeting unanimously approved it!" He turned and looked at Shi Dakai: "Bago, fight hard! We must take all the land of Guangdong and Guangxi!"
"Yes!" Shi Da opened his fists.
Chapter completed!