MTL - Han’s Son is Not a Slave-Chapter 1186 The barbarians are fearful of power but not of virtue

For a long time, the loyal North Korean soldier slowly stretched his hand over the wooden sign and stopped there under the watchful eyes of his companions behind him.

After taking a look at Wang Qiming, the North Korean soldier swallowed hard, slid his finger over the wooden sign, and suddenly pulled out a wooden sign!

Whoa!

He didn't dare to look at what he had drawn, and instinctively closed his eyes. The surroundings were silent, but he seemed to hear his companion's breathing suddenly intensified.

Xu Hu's humming sound came from his ears: "You are lucky, long sign, live, go over there!"

Although he couldn't understand what the Ming army officer said, from the breathing of his companions behind him, the North Korean soldier realized that he should be able to live.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and sure enough, it was a long sign!

Immediately, he was ecstatic as if he had escaped from the sky. The words of the officers of the Ming Dynasty were as sweet as the sounds of nature. His body was shaking because he was too excited, and he was shaking even more than before. Looking back at the other two with a complicated look, his mouth murmured slightly, then he lowered his head and slowly walked to the side without saying a word.

Wang Qiming pouted, he didn't want to be the first to be drawn, which would be too much.

The faces of the other two people are so ugly, the first one is a long sign, which means that the two of them must die and escape.

The second Korean soldier who drew lots was a tall young man. Xu Hu couldn't help but be very surprised when he saw his body shape.

"What are you doing, don't smoke!"

Xu Hu snorted and pretended to lift the tip of the knife, intimidating the tall North Korean soldier to kill him immediately if he didn't take a shot.

Wang Qiming was afraid that Zongqi would suddenly kill people, so he hurriedly urged the North Koreans to do it quickly. Just like the one just now, this tall North Korean soldier was equally nervous, his hand for drawing the lottery was also shaking, but without hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his hand and took out the second one...

He didn't close his eyes, but looked directly at the result. After a look, he was instantly relieved - he had drawn a long lottery.

"Okay, you're alive, stand over there!" Xu Hu said nothing and waved the tall North Korean soldier to the side.

The two Korean soldiers who survived stood on the side with excitement, but in the world, there are positives and negatives. Some people are happy and fortunate, while others are unlucky and weeping.

The remaining North Korean soldier does not have to draw any more, because the result is already doomed. His entire face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and his teeth clenched up and down, as if his soul had been lost.

With a "bang", a knife was thrown in front of the two North Korean soldiers who had drawn the life lottery. There was no word, no movement, and everything was silent.

After hesitating for a moment, the tall North Korean general picked it up, then glanced at the companion beside him, both of them looked at the companion who had not drawn lots.

......

On the other hand, Li Guanghao and Cui Dongguo also had no choice, because Park Yuanxiu took a birth lottery. The two of them had no choice but to resign themselves to fate. Either Li Guanghao or Cui Dongguo won the draw, and there could be no other outcome.

Cui Dongguo's face was dirty, as if he hadn't washed his face for several months. He couldn't tell what it looked like, but there was a large scar on his forehead, as if it had been slashed by a cannon. It's bright red. At this moment, his feet were so heavy that he couldn't lift them, and his chest was so tight, there was a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't breathe. Li Guanghao didn't get much better, as if his body was no longer his, he stood there numb.

"Do you smoke?"

Seeing that Li Guanghao refused to smoke, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Taiping army beside him.

"I...I smoke..."

Li Guanghao took a step forward with difficulty, and shivered to draw the wooden lottery that decided his life and death.

Cui Dongguo's father used to go to the Liaodong territory of the Ming kingdom to sell salt, so he learned the Ming dialect since elementary school and knew what the people of the Ming country were talking about. His heart was already in his throat, and he couldn't beat it, his eyes were staring at Li Guanghao's hand, but his heart was silent: Dead sign, dead sign, dead sign! ... He kept shouting in his heart, his eyes popping out, as if they would explode at any time.

Li Guanghao's face is very ugly. As long as he smokes, Cui Dongguo doesn't have to smoke anymore, because there is no suspense in the end. Either he will die or I will die.

The moment he stretched out his hand, Li Guanghao pretended to be calm and smiled, his fingers moving hesitantly back and forth above the two remaining bamboo sticks, until the Ming Guobing was anxious and urged again sharply, and he did not panic. I grabbed one of them and slowly pulled up...

The sign seemed to be several feet long, and it was pulled up bit by bit, with no end in sight.

Li Guanghao is watching, Cui Dongguo is watching, Park Yuanxiu is watching, Ming Guo soldiers are watching...

Everyone craned their necks and looked at Li Guanghao's hand. Cui Dongguo was already sweating profusely, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode.

The wooden sign was only pulled out by the length of a finger, but Li Guanghao seemed to have spent a few hours, and Cui Dongguo felt the torment of living like a year.

No matter how slow Li Guanghao drew, the wooden sign was so long, and finally, the wooden sign was completely exposed from his hand.

Dead sign!

"Ugh!"

The second he saw the dead lottery, Park Yuanxiu sighed slightly, looked at Li Guanghao with pity, and said in a low voice, "You have won the short lottery!"

At the moment when the death lottery was drawn, Cui Dongguo let out an "ah", jumped high, and then sat down on the ground with a smirk.

However, Li Guanghao didn't seem to believe that he had won the dead lot, and pulled out the last remaining bamboo stick, but as everyone knows, he got a short lottery, and he is the one who must Dying man!

"No, no, I don't want to die... I don't want to die... woo woo..."

In an instant, Li Guanghao lost all the strength of his body, and the calm he had just pretended to have been replaced by panic and fear. Because he was too scared, he even burst into tears. At this time, if he stopped crying, he would find that there were still many crying around him.

"No, no, no, no...I don't want to die...I still have my grandmother, I still have a sister..."

Li Guanghao couldn't stand anymore, he slumped on the ground, facing death, he was just an ordinary person, how could he calm down and die peacefully. He regretted why he wanted to be the king's soldier and why he came to China. He was not reconciled, but what if he was not reconciled, he was destined to die, because the people of the Ming Dynasty wanted him to die.

"kill him!"

There was no sympathy or pity in the voice that sounded, and a long knife was thrown in front of Park Yuanxiu and Cui Dongguo.

"Pick it up and kill him!"

Park Yuanxiu and Cui Dongguo looked at each other, and hesitantly bent down to pick up the long knife on the ground. The moment they picked up the knife, several fire guns were aimed at them at the same time.

"If you want to live, kill him, hurry up!"

The translator kept telling them the coercion of the people of the Ming Kingdom, and Park Yuanxiu and Cui Dongguo had to slowly approach Li Guanghao on the ground. Their hands were shaking and it seemed difficult to start.

After realizing that someone was approaching him, Li Guanghao jumped up nervously, gasping for breath, his eyes fixed on the long knife raised in his companion's hand.

Cui Dongguo staggered forward a step, waved his long knife at Li Guanghao, and shouted at Park Yuanxiu, "If he doesn't die, we have to die! Hurry up! I'm going crazy!" The knife slashed at Li Guanghao.

Li Guanghao was in a panic, and instinctively raised his arm to block it. As a result, the knife hit his shoulder and slashed in an inch. The blade was already cut on the bone. If you use more force, Li Guanghao's arm will be damaged. cut off.

Blood spurted out at once, spraying Cui Dongguo and Park Yuanxiu all over their bodies, their faces, brows, nose, and mouth, all wet and fishy.

Li Guanghao screamed in pain, he clutched his arms and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!..."

Cui Dongguo did not stop, neither did Park Yuanxiu. Soon, the second knife and the third knife were cut one after another. Not knowing which knife was fatal, Li Guanghao finally collapsed in a pool of blood, his body twitching continuously.

After Li Guanghao's body didn't move, Cui Dongguo's hand fell to the ground. He and Park Yuanxiu gasped for breath and looked at Li Guanghao's body in horror.

............

The slaughter was carried out quickly, on dozens of ships at the same time. There were screams from time to time on the sea, and the already fishy sea breeze was even more bloody. Many North Korean soldiers who got the death lottery chose to jump into the sea because they did not want to be hacked to death.

The dead North Korean soldiers were thrown into the sea~www.novelbuddy.com~ Soon, they will become food for fish and shrimps.

The surviving North Korean soldiers huddled on the deck in a daze, watching the Taiping army throw corpses into the sea.

This scene is something they will never forget and never dare to forget.

"Tian Chuan, it was rumored that His Royal Highness King Qi was brutal and bloodthirsty, but I still didn't believe it, but now I believe it. Alas, Daming has this Highness, I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate."

Zhu Zhiyu, who was nearly 60 years old, could not accept Zhou Shixiang's act of killing prisoners, especially when he saw that these North Koreans were forced to kill their comrades, he couldn't let it go. What he wants to assist is a benevolent hero, not a brutal butcher. At this moment, Zhu Zhiyu even regretted that he should not return to China.

Tian Chuan sniffed the fishy smell in the air, and he could tell what was sea fishy and what was **** smell.

"Mr. Zhu, when I was in Japan, my uncle once said to me that in this world, only those who are afraid of death will not become our enemies. Only those who are afraid of death will become our helpers. Therefore, we We must be the person who is feared and feared. Only in this way will our enemies surrender and obey. I believe that His Royal Highness King Qi did this to tell the Koreans that the power of the Ming Dynasty cannot be offended!"

Tian Chuan's words made Zhu Zhiyu very dissatisfied, and he said angrily: "Is there no other way than killing people?"

Tian Chuan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Sir, do you think there is another way? The barbarians are afraid of majesty but not morals, and they have remained unchanged through the ages. The Japanese understand this truth, so how can you not understand?"

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