Although Cardinal Arthur's injury had not fully recovered and he could not walk alone yet, with the support of two clergymen, he still came out of the church and walked step by step to the gallows in the middle.
Alfonso's face was ashen, but his eyes were staring at Arthur fiercely.
"Lord Alfonso, I come before you in the name of Heavenly Father to listen to your confession on behalf of Heavenly Father. For all the sins you have committed, the merciful Heavenly Father will forgive you and forgive you. Amen!" Arthur!
He made the sign of the cross with his right hand and handed the Bible in front of Alfonso.
Alfonso waved his bound hands, knocked down the Bible, and shouted: "What sin do I have? I don't need to confess."
The protagonist Arthur looked at him and smiled: "Lord Alfonso, before God, we are all guilty. No one dares to say that he is not guilty. You have to pray to Heavenly Father to forgive your sins and enter heaven to become a servant of Heavenly Father.
, you must repent of your sins. Otherwise, you will go to hell."
Alfonso bared his teeth and laughed and said: "You are the one who deserves to go to hell. Bishop Arthur, you actually stand with our enemies. You are collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. You are Judas, a traitor to Franchi. You should go to hell."
It is you who God repented of, and you who deserve to go to hell.”
Arthur frowned and sighed: "Lord Alfonso, I am a servant of God. Everything I do is to follow God's will. And how can you understand God's will? I will go to heaven in the future.
No matter whether you go to hell or not, it is all a gift from God. For me, there is no complaint. But you, at the moment when your life is about to end, must you abandon the glory of your heavenly Father and fall into darkness forever?
?Lord Alfonso, why do you have to do this?"
Zhang Yanling listened to Catherine's soft translation in his ear, and listened to the conversation between the two. Hearing Arthur's words, Zhang Yanling felt funny in her heart. This Arthur is really a magician, and everything he does is from God.
Purpose. With such an amulet protecting the body, there is no need to explain the rationale, and all actions are justified.
But I wonder if what he did with the boys in bed was also God’s will?
"Don't do this. Sir Arthur, you should intercede for me so that the Duke of Ming Dynasty does not kill me. You tell him that I am Prince William's man. Prince William will be the king in the future. He killed me
, that is, being an enemy of Prince William. I, Francois, will not give up with him, and his troubles are behind him. Ask him to spare me, and I can negotiate with him." Alfonso said loudly.
Bishop Arthur sighed, took the Bible handed over by the clergyman next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Alfonso, you'd better repent. All I can do is help you with this. I can't help with other things.
you."
A look of despair appeared on Alfonso's face, and he suddenly cursed loudly: "You disgusting child molester, a traitor who betrayed your faith. How many dirty things have you done in the name of God? Your Holy See is hiding filth.
Dirt, like a group of mice on a cake, disgusting. What you have done..."
"Shut up!" Arthur shouted loudly, making the wound on his chest hurt.
"You shameless pigs, maggots in the manure pit..." Alfonso continued to curse.
Bishop Arthur's face turned red, and he suddenly made an unexpected move, hitting Alfonso in the face with the Bible in his hand. He loudly shouted to the two church clergy: "Gag his mouth, gag him."
."
Two clergymen stepped forward, one reached out and took out a ball of cloth from his robe, and the other pinched Alfonso's mouth open.
Everyone looked at all this in stunned silence. They did not expect this scene to happen. Zhang Yanling felt funny in her heart and waved her hand to Huo Shijian and others to leave them alone and let them go make trouble.
When Alfonso refused, one of them hit him hard on the head and cheeks, causing Alfonso to scream. When he opened his mouth, a ball of cloth was stuffed into his mouth.
"Even if you refuse to pray, Heavenly Father is merciful, and I still have to say your last prayers for you." Arthur gasped, then closed his eyes, made the sign of the cross, and prayed loudly.
“Holy saints of God, please come to your aid, angels of the Lord, please come to your attention, receive your soul, and offer it to the throne of the Supreme Being. . . . Christ, who once called you, receive you, and look upon you, angels, to receive the contribution of your soul.
Before the throne of the Supreme Being, grant me everlasting silence and everlasting light... Christ has mercy on the dead, God has mercy on the dead,
In heaven, our father, we wish that your name may be seen as holy...your kingdom is here...your will be carried out on earth as it is in heaven...we entrust to you your servant Alfonso and the souls of everyone else.
He has died in this world and has been favored to live in the Lord... I hope that the Lord's great mercy will cleanse him of all the sins he committed due to human relationships and worldly affairs... But for my Lord..."
Arthur muttered a lot, and Catherine also translated. Unfortunately, Zhang Yanling didn't listen to a word.
After Arthur said these words, he took the Holy Grail, sprinkled some water on Alfonso, and returned to the steps with the support of two clergymen. The rest of the people's deathbed confessions were performed by other clergymen.
The other condemned prisoners in Franji no longer resisted when they saw the treatment Alfonso suffered. Moreover, most of them were indeed devout believers, and they were willing to repent before their death.
After a lot of trouble, the sun has already reached the top of the head.
Huo Shijian loudly reported: "Report to the Lord Protector, noon has arrived, request execution."
Zhang Yanling shouted in a deep voice: "Permission to execute."
Huo Shijian promised loudly, turned around and shouted with a long tail: "Execution..."
The drums roared and the drums began to beat. After the soldiers standing beside the prisoner checked the ropes, as the flag was waved, they almost simultaneously kicked away the wooden stepping boards under the condemned prisoner's feet.
Thirty-six condemned prisoners were suddenly suspended in the air. Various strange sounds were made from their throats, and their bodies were constantly struggling and twisting in the air.
In fact, the French gallows is a kind of high platform. When the lower board is removed during execution, the person will fall straight down. Just that one blow can directly break the neck of the hanged prisoner. Therefore, the prisoner does not actually suffer that much. But today
This simple gallows does not have this function. Everyone is executed by hanging, so the time of death is prolonged and the death is extremely painful.
This is not because Zhang Yanling did this intentionally, but because he really didn’t know how the Folangji people carried out hangings. Moreover, even if he knew the structure, he probably wouldn’t have the time or the inclination to build such a gallows.
But in this way, the entire execution process and the process of hanging people became particularly terrifying, bringing greater panic and shock to everyone present. All the onlookers looked at the struggling Buddha hanging on the rope in horror.
Robot, my scalp is numb and my back is sweating.
The crossbar creaked, and the creepy sounds of dying people came and went. The drumbeats changed from slow to fast, just like the beating of the hearts of those who were hanged. From slow to fast, and finally returned to silence.
The process of hanging was actually only a tea time, but everyone present felt that it was extremely long and unbearable. Finally, the drums stopped, the people hanging on the crossbar stood upright and still, and everything became quiet.
The people who were watching finally breathed out. It seemed that it was not others who were hanged, but themselves.
"Inspect the body and carry it away after confirming death." Huo Shijian ordered.
The soldiers checked the corpses and found that they were all dead. Then they cut the ropes and carried the corpses away. The corpses would be loaded out of the city and onto ships, and transported to the sea for burial.
Everyone in the square watched all this silently. The most horrified ones were the French prisoners. They were all tied up and escorted in a corner of the square to wait for execution. The sight of Alfonso and others being hanged made them nervous.
They were all torn apart and their souls were scattered. They didn't know what would happen to them. So, after being frightened, they started to commotion, writhing on the ground like reptiles, and shouting.
The guarding Ming soldiers beat them with long whips mercilessly, making them cry and scream.
"Please, Lord, punish the captured enemy prisoners," Huo Shijian shouted.
Zhang Yanling stood up, and he heard Catherine sighing next to him. Turning around, Catherine looked at him, with a pleading look in her eyes. Zhang Yanling knew that she was afraid that she would kill all these people. In Culun
When she arrived at the port, she saw herself slaughtering those enemies.
"Your Excellency, they... all have families, parents and children. Please..." Catherine whispered with her lips moving.
Zhang Yanling frowned, walked to the stage, and said loudly: "All the captured Franco soldiers, their hands are stained with blood, and even the blood of my soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. They all deserve to die."
Catherine felt cold in her heart and hesitated to translate this sentence. The prisoners cried loudly, and some collapsed on the ground without any strength left.
"But... you have to thank Miss Catherine. She is your Francois, the daughter of Goya, the governor of Port of Malacca. His father died in the hands of Alfonso. Alfonso killed him himself.
Her father. Many of you were also involved in that
thing. But she begged for you and asked me to spare you. Hey, she is your angel, and you should remember her kindness all your life. Otherwise, I will behead you all here today. She begged me for mercy.
, how could I not rely on her."
Zhang Yanling spoke and turned to look at Catherine.
Catherine's face was red, her eyes were full of surprise and gratitude, and she translated the words in a trembling voice. When the captives heard these words, they were immediately surprised and shouted thank you to God and thank Miss Catherine for her words.
Many people indeed witnessed Alfonso killing Goya at that time. They did not expect that Catherine would intercede for them, and they felt guilty in their hearts.
"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. I declare that all prisoners of war must serve three years of hard labor to atone for their crimes. After the three years of hard labor, those who perform well can be released. Those who perform poorly will serve another three years.
"Zhang Yanling said loudly.
The prisoners could hardly believe their ears. The punishment was so light, beyond their expectation. From death to three years of hard labor, this was simply a pardon.
"Come here, brand them. From now on, you must carry supplies, row oars and row boats, dig mines and bake bricks, drive carts and feed horses. Anything you need to do must be completed properly. If there is resistance, you will be killed without mercy." Zhang Yanling said.
A group of short, dark men emerged from the side. They were Gandhi, Singer and a group of pirates called Asan. They carried several stoves out with red-hot irons stuck in them.
"Singh, Gandhi, put a brand on them. From now on, these people will be under your control. If something goes wrong, it's your fault." Zhang Yanling said.
Singh and Gandhi were filled with excitement and knelt down and kowtowed: "Dear Duke, don't worry, we will control them obediently."
The prisoners were brought up one by one, with red irons emitting green smoke. Gandhi and Singh each took one and began to burn words on the bearded faces of the escorted Francois. On the left side of their faces, they were burned.
The word "三" is burned on the right side of 'Ah''s face to form the brand of Ah San, the slave given by Zhang Yanling.
The stench of green smoke and flesh and hair rose up, and the captives screamed and almost fainted from the pain. Gandhi, Singh and others were extremely excited.
These Folangji people were originally aloof people, but now they not only have to be branded with the word "Ah San" like themselves, but they will also be under their control from now on, which gives them great vanity satisfaction. From now on.
These people can be beaten, scolded and tortured at will, which is absolutely enjoyable. From now on, these Francois will not be able to lie down in front of me like dogs and beg for mercy? This is great satisfaction and happiness.
Thousands of prisoners were branded, and their wounds were treated with grease. Such burns would scar over a few days, and then these two words would be permanently left on their faces, which they would never get rid of for the rest of their lives. But in fact, for
For the people of Folangji, this is nothing. After all, in the country of Folangji, it has recently become popular to decorate the body with tattoos and carvings. Although no one wants to have words burned on their face, think of it as following the fashion.
It's not something that's unacceptable.
The trial meeting ended shortly after, and the distraught and psychologically traumatized people quickly dispersed. Cardinal Arthur also prepared to leave, asking the clergy to help him get up.
"Lord Arthur." Zhang Yanling stopped Arthur.
Arthur's face turned pale with shock. He was worried that Zhang Yanling wanted to punish even the clergy like them.
"Don't worry, Lord Bishop Arthur, I just want to have a chat with you. Talk about some things. I want to invite you to lunch. I wonder if I can honor you." Zhang Yanling said with a smile.