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Chapter 132 Execution in person
She changed the topic, "Jiang Min doesn't necessarily have to die, I have an idea."

The man's attention is diverted, and he quickly asks, "What idea?"

Ya smiled lightly at him, her beautiful eyes glowing with inspiration became brighter, she lightly raised her vermilion lips, "Go find Cang Wu."

…………

next day
In the early morning, Jiang Yang sent early and did not forget to invite Cang Wu to have a talk.

Cang Wu went to the bamboo forest where he was invited, and saw Jiang Yang who had been waiting for a long time.

"Chief..."

He had expected that Jiang Yang would not kill Jiang Min, but Cang Wu did not expect that the chief would come to him at a lower price.

Jiang Yang turned around and was interrupted instantly when he saw what the visitor was about to say.

"Chief, if you want me to release ginger, it's impossible." The old man stood under the tree, his old face not wavering at all.

Jiang Yang laughed, "Did I say I want to talk about this?"

"Then..." The old man was taken aback for a moment, "The chief asked me to come here because he wanted to..."

"Tomorrow, I will order Jiang Min to be executed."

Cang Wu thought he heard it wrong, "...you just said, who should be executed?"

Jiang Yang still smiled, "I said, tomorrow, according to the wish of the Jiuli people, Jiang Min will be executed."

Cang Wu searched the chief with an almost suspicious look.

The two came from Shennong, and Cang Wu understood how much love he had with Jiang Min, and he figured out the pros and cons of executing Jiang Min overnight, but Cang Wu still doubted his intentions.

Cang Wu knelt down and saluted Jiang Bank with his hands on the ground.

This is the biggest gift of the Jiuli people.

He knelt at Jiang Yang's feet, with his right hand on his heart, "Chief, you know, I'm not forcing you, but this matter concerns the whole family. Jiang Min doesn't distinguish between good and bad. If you let him go today, he will definitely not spare us in the future." Jiuli!"

Jiang Yang nodded and said in a deep voice, "I know."

"So, what the chief said just now, is he lying to me, or is he planning to deceive the whole family?"

"……neither."

Jiang Yang bent down and helped the kneeling old man up, "I just want Master Cangwu to do me a favor."

Cang Wu looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"Tomorrow's execution, in order to show justice, will be executed by me personally."

……

It's noon, the sun is burning

In the capital of Jiuli, there is a round field called "Yuanxi." In the past, major tribal events were held here.

Jiang Min was handcuffed and shackled, and he was taken to a round mat. Under the watchful eyes of the Jiuli people, his kneecap was broken and he knelt on the ground. When Jiang Yang and Cang Wu arrived, he had knelt for several hours.

The man who was so brave in the past collapsed and knelt on the ground, his pale lips turned white.

In the round banquet, there is a row of backless men standing behind, with majestic stature, it should be Cang Wu who is prepared to prevent Jiang Min from escaping.

As soon as Jiang Yang arrived at the scene, he saw the pale and painful face on the table...

"Chief!"

Tens of thousands of Jiuli people gathered around the round mat, and the long queue stretched to an invisible distance, completely enclosing the originally spacious ground.

It was also too lively, so that everyone didn't notice that a child who likes to make fun is not here today.

Jiang Yang retracted his gaze without showing any trace, pretending to be indifferent in the eyes of everyone.

He and Cang Wu walked onto the stage, then waved their hands lightly, signaling to the clansmen that there is no need to be polite.

The clansmen stopped saluting and began to enter the next step.

Cang Wu on the stage stood at the forefront, and everyone in the audience shouted again.Cang Wu raised his hand, his voice gradually calmed down, and he opened his lips to speak.

"Shen Nong Jiang Min, in disregard of righteousness and law, killed our chief. This crime cannot be tolerated... He is specially sentenced to death today."

"Death penalty, death penalty!"

The man below stretched out his arms and shouted loudly, aiming at Jiang Min under the scorching sun with righteous indignation.

Looking up at the sun, Cang Wu said at the right time, "The time has come, and now our honorable chief will execute Jiang Min."

Human beings worship gods and respect the golden crow of the Black Sea. The execution of the heinous people must be in the morning when the sun is rising, so that the blood of the dirty people can be washed away and the dirt can be driven away.

Jiang Yang took the long knife that was hot from the sun in the hands of the bare-armed tribesman. He raised the knife and pointed it at Jiang Min's lowered head.

Jiang Min raised his hand to wipe off the turbid blood from the corner of his lips, and the slight movement caused the iron chain on his hand to ring non-stop.

He tried his best to stand straight and healthy, and made a final request to Jiang Yang, "Do it."

There was no begging for mercy in the candid tone.

He and Jiang Yang are destined to die together.

Or, he should be thankful that he was not the one facing the death and injury.

Jiang Yang looked at the sky, and the Golden Crow moved slowly.

Such a hot weather is like their last battle...

During the battle with Xuanyuan that day, tens of thousands of clansmen were trapped because of the cold rope, and he and Jiang Min were also imprisoned in the enemy's formation. They used to hand over their backs to each other and fought with their last breath.

"Yang, we must not let the chief down, let's not surrender."

The man who was ordered laughed, and the two leaned back quietly together, "Okay, I will not surrender!"

Jiang Min always takes that benevolent chief too seriously. He can fight for him with all his might, or he can bow his knees and accept surrender...

Don't let the chief down... This is a sentence Jiang Yang often hears.

But what if that chief had already let others down?
Unlike him, Jiang Yang cannot "swear allegiance to the death" for no reason.

"Until now, you still choose him?"

Jiang Yang still couldn't help asking the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

Jiang Min knew who the "he" he was referring to was, and he also heard his intention of asking for peace.

If he surrenders, Jiang Yang will not kill him.Jiang Min knew that he couldn't bear to do it to him.

But since he received the order, he had no intention of going back alive.

That's all, he alone bears all the grievances of everyone.

"Yang," he moved his broken kneecap, raised his eyes and answered Jiang Yang, his tone was that of a dying person, "We are different."

His mission is to be loyal, and what Jiang Yang has been doing is to fight for it.

They are partners who trust each other, but it is difficult to understand each other, let alone empathize.

Jiang Yang turned back his eyes, his gaze gradually became indifferent.

"Go well."

He closed his eyes, tossed and opened them, raised his arms, and held the long-handled broadsword.

Under the sight of the Jiuli people, their chief raised his knife and cut off the head of the repeat offender in an instant.

The hot blood spurted out immediately, and the blood-colored blue waves surged into everyone's eyes one after another, like a tumbling long sea.

……

evening
After a busy day, Ya knocked on her sore neck, walked step by step into her own withered fruit forest, opened the thick door and walked into the dark room.

"how's it going?"

The man's voice came from inside, with anxiety that could not be concealed.

Ya was startled and shivered, squinting her eyes and looking in, she vaguely saw a black figure standing beside the straw mat.

After closing the door, she exhaled, "Didn't you wait for me all night?"

"how is he?"

Jiang Yang took her arm quickly, anxiously.

"My heavenly daughter makes a move, of course nothing happens." She answered very proudly.

Jiang Yang finally let go of his heart, and then he was relieved, as long as it's okay...

He was afraid that he would really kill him if he didn't know how to handle it properly.

Ya patted him on the shoulder, "Look, you're so nervous, those who don't know think it's your beloved woman who was executed."

(End of this chapter)