Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

Hear this.

The little brother responded softly, and then took the two of them up to a small two-story building with ease, and began to watch.

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This is a T-junction.

Small merchants and hawkers on both sides are busy, all wearing off-white labor uniforms, yelling feebly at the passing pedestrians.

"Steamed buns just out of the pan, steaming hot buns, pass by and have a look!"

"Sir, this is a calligraphy and painting from the Qianlong period. I only charge you two silver dollars... Hey, if you don't want it, don't want it. Why are you scolding!"

"Today's wages are only settled so little, who can afford it?"

"..."

The breeze blew, and the wind and sand swirled in the air, making everyone have to squint their eyes to prevent the wind and sand from squinting.

And just at this moment, a burst of yelling rang out.

"The warrior of the Three Kingdoms is brave, the first is Zhao Zilong, who is a hero in front of Changbanpo; there is also Zhang Yide, who is waiting in front of Dangyang Bridge, and the seven chirping and clicking sounds scare away millions of soldiers..."

Soon.

A dozen soldiers in light blue military uniforms and carrying long guns appeared at the corner of the T-junction, pressing down on a prisoner.

Although the queue was not very orderly, but relying on the skin on their bodies and the guns behind them, everyone's faces were undisguised.

among them.

The leader held a machete in his hand, and under the sunlight, the blade flashed a few cold lights.

This is the Beiyang warlord, and he is going to be executed in public.

And see this scene.

The fat kids, bald and leprous, workers, widows, beggars, literati...all put down what they were doing, and gathered together in twos and threes, like a small wave, following the team of Beiyang warlords Go to the innermost part of the T-junction.

There was only a thin man in a black gown, still sitting firmly on a bench in a small shop, holding an inscription in his hand, with his back turned to everyone calmly, looking very eye-catching.

Soon.

The prisoner was escorted to the place of execution, and everyone moved forward one after another, forming a semicircle.

Many of them were holding vegetable baskets in their hands, and each of them stretched their necks very, very long, like a duck. A pair of invisible hands pinched the back of their necks and lifted them upwards vigorously.

Seeing that the circle was getting smaller and smaller, the Beiyang soldiers had no choice but to hold up their rifles and push everyone back viciously.

"Back! Back!"

But these vicious words had no effect. After hearing the news, more and more people came and surrounded the narrow alley.

"What's the matter?"

asked a businessman with half a fried dough stick in his mouth.

"Don't you understand, I'm going to behead you."

The person beside him said that, and raised his hand to slap his neck fiercely, and said with a smile.

As soon as he heard that his head was going to be beheaded, the businessman immediately became more excited, and hurriedly stuffed fried dough sticks into his mouth, and desperately squeezed to the front of the crowd.

Daily life is too bitter and boring, and seeing someone beheaded can also fill up his numb inner world a little bit.

And these Beiyang warlords chose to kill people in the troubled area, and they wanted these "officials" to watch, and let them see the scared eyes of the prisoners, so as to maintain their local authority.

therefore.

As long as these people don't get too close, the Beiyang soldiers will not drive them away.

It was also a form of entertainment for them to see these ignorant people jostling each other.

"Why are you so young?"

"Yes, he was beheaded at such a young age, tsk tsk tsk..."

The people standing at the front stretched out their hands one after another, pointing at the little prisoner kneeling on the ground.

But what puzzled the little prisoner was that although they said words of pity and regret for themselves, there was a beast-like light in their eyes, but he had no time to think about it.

He lowered his head in a daze, waiting for the moment when his head and neck were separated.

And at this time.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Man! Don't be afraid!"

"After 20 years, he will be a hero again!"

The voice fell.

The people around let out applause like jackals howling, as if they were expecting to see blood soon.

"Correct!"

"Still a good man!"

The little prisoner raised his head in a daze, staring at a pair of big and lifeless eyes, and looked at the people in front of him suspiciously.

a time.

He couldn't tell whether the warlord who wanted to kill him was a wild beast, or the crowd of onlookers.

"The thief stole a huge amount."

"today."

"We are here to rectify the law on the spot, so as to set an example to others!"

The Beiyang soldier who looked like an officer with a machete shouted loudly.

talking.

He took off the "death card" behind the little prisoner and threw it on the ground aside.

These words immediately made the crowd even more commotion.