The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 335 Evil can never be eliminated, this sword will not be accepted

Chapter 335 Evil can never be eliminated, this sword will not be accepted

A hundred silver-armored knights escorted Jiang Chuan slowly into the central square, then dismounted neatly, surrounded Jiang Chuan to the front of the high platform, and then lined up on both sides with swords in their hands.

As another bell rang, the surroundings became quiet again.

Surrounded by ten Jinyi guards, Huang Jin, the chief eunuch who held a bright yellow imperial decree in both hands, stepped out from the left side of the high platform step by step, and slowly walked up the high platform along the steps built beside the high platform.

The ten Jinyi guards lined up on both sides of the high platform with embroidered spring knives in their hands and stood solemnly.

Of course, these ten Jinyiwei were all pretended by people from Heibingtai, and the Jinyiwei brought by Huang Jin from Da Nei was not qualified to show up on this kind of occasion.

Huang Jin walked up to the high platform, walked slowly to the center of the high platform, faced Jiang Chuan under the stage, swallowed nervously, took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then slowly unfolded The imperial decree began to be read:

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: the family and the country are unfortunate, internal and external troubles, the country and the country are precarious, and there is a tendency to fall. I am so worried that I can't sleep at night... Now there is Wu'an Hou Jiang Chuan, who is pure and sincere, and has the father and the country in his heart... The meritorious service is comparable A famous general in ancient times, who can be regarded as an inexhaustible achievement, is now crowned as the King of Qin, and all matters such as temperance and appointment to the civil and military affairs of Liaodong..., I admire this!"

Huang Jin finished reading the edict again with the eunuch's slightly sharp voice, but the voice trembled a little more than before. I don't know if it was because of excitement or fear.

After the imperial decree was read, Jiang Chuan in the audience looked calm, clasped his fists and bowed slightly: "Chen Jiangchuan, thank you Your Majesty Long En, and I swear to the sky today: I, Jiang Chuan, will take saving the Han family and carrying forward the glory of China as the greatest mission in my life. If you break this oath, heaven and earth will not tolerate it."

Huang Jin didn't listen carefully to Jiang Chuan's words, let alone think about it. He just felt that since His Royal Highness King Qin had sworn to heaven, then Daming Jiangshan would be saved. Went up quickly and walked down to Jiang Chuan and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness Qin Wang, if His Majesty knows His Highness's oath of loyalty, he will definitely be deeply moved."

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and didn't say much. He took the imperial decree and slowly walked up the steps step by step to the high platform. Pick up three long sticks of incense, light them on the nearby candles and hold them in your hands, take a step back and mutter to God for a while, then insert the three sticks of incense into the incense burner on the incense table, and then worship three times on the futon in front of you bye.

No one knows what he said, only he himself knows what he said.

He said that the sky is above, since I was allowed to travel through and gave such a great fortune, I will definitely live up to the sky and myself, overcome all obstacles, and move forward with all my strength. May God bless me to rule the world and let the Chinese civilization alone Show the world.

After sacrificing to heaven, Jiang Chuan stood up, turned to face the audience, his eyes slowly swept across the faces below, and everyone who was caught by his eyes lifted their spirits and straightened their chests involuntarily.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Son Sword." Jiang Chuan shouted in a deep voice.

There was a clang on the high platform, and Ji Biao, the vice-principal of the Guards Battalion, walked steadily to Jiang Chuan holding a long sword studded with gems in both hands, then knelt down on one knee and held the long sword in front of Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan took the long sword, faced the crowd, drew out the blade with a clang, and instantly shone coldly. It was indeed a good sword.

Jiang Chuan closed the scabbard, raised the long sword with his right hand, and said in a vibrating voice: "This king is holding the sword of the emperor today. The treacherous ministers, the thieves who kill indiscriminately, and the wicked people in the world are all included in the list. The king used this sword of the Son of Heaven to cut a majestic blood path for the good people in the world. Even if the heads are rolling into mountains, the blood is pouring into rivers, and the bones are piled up like forests, this king will not hesitate to do so. He will never give up the sword. !"

"The King of Qin is mighty! The King of Qin is mighty! The King of Qin is mighty!"

As soon as Jiang Chuan's words fell, all the Jiang family soldiers around shouted loudly, shouting like thunder, and swept away in all directions. The sound of "King Qin's mighty force" could be heard throughout Guangning City, and many people were shocked and looked around in surprise.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his arm holding the Sword of Heaven, and the shouts of the three armies stopped abruptly, and the atmosphere of the whole scene suddenly returned to tranquility and solemnity.

Soon, four armored personal guards carried a golden tiger-skin mahogany throne and placed it in the center of the high platform, and then stood on both sides of the throne and stood with their swords.

Jiang Chuan walked towards the mahogany throne, turned around to face the crowd, raised his fiery red cloak with a swish, and slowly sat on the throne, looking around with high spirits and complacency.

Su Qin, who was long and tall in a wide robe and sleeves, slowly climbed up the steps from the right side of the high platform, walked to the front of the platform, and said loudly: "The sacrifice of prisoners begins!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of passionate war drums suddenly sounded, and the drums tore through the tranquility like splitting silk and piercing the clouds, bringing a kind of solemnity when the war came.

After the sound of war drums fell, there was another distant and desolate sound of bull horns.

Accompanied by the sound of bull horns, at the end of the long street, prison cars were slowly heading towards the central square under the escort of a team of armored knights.

The hooves of the horses were rattling, the cars were rattling, and the convoy of prison cars was getting closer and closer. People could clearly see that the heads of the people in the prison cars were bald, except for a bunch of thin pigtails like rat tails on the back of their heads.

As the prison car got closer and closer, someone recognized the person in the prison car and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Isn't that the Tartar Prince Su Hauge? It is said that he is a warrior among the Tartars, but he was arrested by His Royal Highness King Qin."

"And that one, that's the so-called Gu Shane Zhen Sony of the Tartar Two Yellow Banners. This guy is also said to be a murderous guy. He was arrested anyway. It's really satisfying!"

"I didn't believe that His Highness the King of Qin killed the Tartars before, but now that I see so many high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the Tartars, I believe it. I used to think that the soldiers of the Tartars were powerful, but now it seems that His Royal Highness Qin's soldiers are the most powerful. Are these dog tartars who have hurt so many Han people with their teeth and claws in the past, now they are not dogs in cages? What a retribution!"

"That's right, the dog tartar has his day, it's true that the sky has eyes..."

The common people looked at these Tartar nobles who flaunted their might in the past and casually tortured, killed and looted the Han people. They were all passionate.It's a pity that they didn't know about such an event in advance, so they didn't prepare anything.

Finally, after searching around, he found that there was nothing around, so he simply took off his stinky shoes and threw them at the prison car.

When someone takes the lead, many will follow.

In an instant, stinky shoes flew around the street, and almost every Manchu prisoner had a few shoe soles on his head.

The escorting knights of the Jiang Family Army did not try to stop these people, even if the people's stinky shoes flew in front of them, they just stretched out their long knives to push them away.

Hauge, Sony's captives all had gloomy complexions, and let those stinky shoes hit their faces with their heads down, as if they didn't care anymore.

Since they became captives, they only had one meal a day, and they couldn't starve to death.

Jiang Chuan kept them for use on such occasions, so he had already run out of strength, and it was better to save some strength than to struggle and avoid.

Under the attack of the stinky shoes of the onlookers, the team of prison cars finally reached the central square.

The attacks of the people also stopped.

A team of personal guards went up to take over, opened the prison cart, and tied up the Tartar prisoners, including Hauge and Sony, to the execution posts erected in the center of the square.

Those executed today were all nobles of the Qing Dynasty, at least above the level of Jiala Ezhen, so the number was not too many, but there were not many, a total of 120 people.

Behind each execution post stood a silver armored swordsman with a long knife in his hand, with a stern face and a knife in both hands, waiting for the order from the figure sitting on the throne on the high platform.

 I owe everyone an update today.I have to wait for it to be added later, please forgive me, I didn't mean it...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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