Chapter 1859 Hanging
Sha Jiao expressed his opinion again: "Secrets are secrets. For thousands of years, there are countless unknown secrets buried in the desert. This is not a desert, but there will always be some that will not be spread. The secret may only be known to the Queen of Midgard, but no matter what is hidden in it, our enemies cannot get it."
"Sand Jiao. That makes sense." Fried. He immediately ordered: "Staff officer, give orders to the craftsmen in the army and ask them to build several pairs of armor that can withstand lightning strikes within three days. I want to explore Baishuang City again to see what it is!"
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Tall wooden fences surrounded the grassland in the center of several military tents. The prisoners inside were like sheep. There were one or two hundred prisoners in handcuffs and shackles. They were all sitting listlessly on the ground and staring at the sky, or It was weak and walking slowly in the circle. Wild beasts and wolves were lying in wait, and the guards and monsters guarding the prisoners were firmly guarding the outside.
There are several such captive 'pens', open-air venues, freezing weather, making them shiver with cold every night. There was only a small amount of dried meat for them to eat every day, and people froze to death and starved to death every day. A few more frozen corpses had just been carried out, and the eyes of the remaining people were filled with despair.
A group of soldiers came outside the fence. Looking at the title insignias painted on their armor, there were two mid-level officers and four junior officers. When they came here, they started talking to the officer guarding the prisoners of war, looking at the people in the circle from time to time.
The prisoners of war were already used to this kind of thing. Every day they would have people come and take away several people from them for questioning. If you are a military doctor or have any special abilities, you may have the opportunity to be transferred to a better place. It would be even better if you were an officer.
After speaking briefly, the guard ordered the wooden door to be opened, and a heavily armed team of twenty people entered in two columns to guard the door. Those prisoners who were closer to the door stepped back, leaving an empty space. An officer walked through the queue with four people. The officer held a roster in his hand and began to call the names.
Of course, those who are called are prisoners. The person whose name is called will stand up on his own. The officer who called the name will verify the identity of the name again and make a mark on the roster. Then he was taken away by the four deputies he brought with him.
What makes the prisoners of war strange today is that in the past few days, they only took a few people out and left each time. Some people would be brought back again, but this time they seemed to want to verify everyone's identity and take them all away. .
Some people have doubts in their hearts, but few people communicate with each other. After being tortured by such weather conditions for so many days, no one is willing to spend more energy and words, just passively waiting for fate to arrange for them.
"Siva, who is Shiva, please come out..." The officer called the roll call three times. Seeing that no one came out, he warned: "Whoever's name is called, stand up. If you don't come out, I will call you." People went in and arrested people one by one to verify their identities!”
If they arrested people one by one to verify their identities, they couldn’t escape in the end. After a while, a man of medium height and build slowly squeezed out of the crowd. Four deputies walked over angrily, dragged the man to the officer, and punched him several times. The officer holding the book asked in a sullen voice: "Boy, is your name Shiva?"
"Yes...it's me..." The man cowered and looked frightened.
"I just called you, why didn't you come out?" The officer stared at him, looked at the roster and asked: "Are you a non-commissioned officer of the 7th Battalion of the Midgard Militia?"
"Yes..."
The officer took another look at the details of the roster He breathed and asked again: "Do you have any special skills? That is to say, do you have any unique skills that others don't know? What are you good at?"
"I...No, I don't know anything." Called Shiva The man kept his head lowered and his voice was not loud.
"You don't know anything." The officer looked him up and down: "Looking at you are only in your twenties, I guess you don't have any special skills. Okay, take it away." After that, he wrote with a pen 'Siva''s name was marked on the roster.
Two soldiers came in outside the wooden gate and pushed him: "What are you looking at? Let's go!"
When leaving, Shiva hurriedly glanced back and peeked at the roster in the officer's hand. On the page, his name was crossed out with a red pen, and many of the names that were called before him were also crossed out, which gave him a bad premonition.
Leaving the captive circle, the two soldiers escorted him forward, and after a short walk they reached an open area on the edge of the town. He looked up and saw a higher wooden frame in front of him. Because the weather was bad, before he could see what it was, several fierce-looking guys came towards him. "Next?"
"Silva."
When the visitor asks a question, the person around him answers. Two strong guys came up and held down his arms, dragging him forward quickly.
"What are you doing? What are you going to do to me? Are you...going to kill me!? No, let me go!!" The flustered Shiva roared, but no one around him paid attention to him. . When he struggled and was escorted to the high platform, he discovered that dozens of corpses had been piled up on one side of the platform. He was finally convinced that these people wanted to hang him.
Someone next to the execution rack shouted: "Get on the rack, prepare for execution!"
Three big men carried him onto the execution platform.
The reason why we chose the time-consuming and laborious method of hanging was not to want the atmosphere around the military camp to be full of blood, but also to prevent the spread of disease, and at the same time it was considered a last bit of mercy.
Shiva roared angrily: "You can't do this to me! I'm a prisoner, you shouldn't kill me. Let go! Let go..." But no matter how loud he shouted, no one sympathized with him, let alone cared about him. .
"Let me go, please let me go, I am willing to serve you. I am willing to be one of you, to be the most ordinary soldier! You can't do this, you can't kill someone who is willing to surrender to you People!!" Shiva was unwilling to give up and was still making his last plea, almost crying.
Finally someone spoke, and the man standing next to the gallows sighed: "I'm really sorry, the situation is special now. One more person will consume more medicine and food. The army cannot accept such prisoners, even if you If you are willing to rebel, join us. Besides, we are worried that if you don't rebel, you will rebel again when you get to the battlefield, so..."
"No! You can't do this, you can't. I'm just a civilian, I'm just the most ordinary militiaman in Midgard. You let me go and let me survive on my own. I swear I won't join again. War. Let me go, really, really really really..."
The executioner waved his hand, put the noose around Siwa's neck, and began to tie stones at his feet. Shiva struggled in fear, urine dripping down his pants, but his hands and feet were all tied, so he couldn't break free. Seeing the man on the gallows about to pull the flap and hang him, he suddenly shouted: "Wait, wait, I have intelligence! I have information! Don't, don't... don't kill me, Don’t kill...”
Many of the dozens of people who had been hanged before claimed to have information to survive before they died, so the executioner was completely indifferent. Shiva almost burst into tears and was so anxious that he jumped on his feet: "I said wait, don't do it, I...I...I still have value, I'm a general, don't kill me, I'm a general, not a militiaman" ...Not a militia!”
The executioner listened to him. After saying this, he quickly waved his hand to stop the person who was about to pull the flap: "Stop. Wait, who do you think you are?"
Siva was so eager to survive that she choked on her own saliva and hurriedly He said: "I...ahem...I'm not from Midgard. Soldier, I am Beta from the Rhine Kingdom. I am... Major General Beta from the Rhine Kingdom who was the first to come to Midgart for reinforcements. "
The executioner has indeed heard of such a person, and said to the person below: " Go and get the information on the enemy's senior officers. Come here." The man who tied the stone and pulled the board said: "Put him down and let me confirm his identity first."
"It's me. I'm Beta." Wa' finally got out of the rope and collapsed on the ground.
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(End of this chapter)