What whipping, splinting, and soldering iron are just hors d'oeuvres, and after the whip is finished, you can put on the hemp and wear filial piety, that is, after the whipping, sprinkle salt on the wound, and then wrap the gauze on it, and wait until it scabs, the gauze sticks to the meat, and then tear it off one by one, even the belt meat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It takes a long time to wear linen and filial piety, but Cao Conglong has patience.

There is also scrubbing, that is, the captives are pressed on an iron plate, scalded with boiling water, and the scalded parts are brushed with an iron brush until the white bones of the forest come out.

What other methods were there to deal with these captives, such as pouring lead, oiling sausages, breaking vertebrae, playing the lute, etc.

Cao Conglong was not in a hurry, moved a stool and sat in the cell, watching his subordinate interrogate these prisoners.

"Chen Zhan!" Cao Conglong shouted.

"Humble duty!" The officer replied.

Cao Conglong nodded and said, "Chen Zhan, if you can interrogate the entrance of the underground palace, the prince will be happy, and he will definitely ask you for a holy decree to be sealed!" ”

"Thank you, General!"

This person who used to work in Jinyiwei was named Chen Zhan, and he was a hereditary Jinyiwei back then, but when his father died at the age of fifteen, he joined Jinyiwei not long after, and King Chuang invaded the capital. The last Jinyi guard commander Luo Yangxing first surrendered to King Chuang, and later to the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Because of Luo's surrender, all the Jinyi Wei spies were exposed, and they were hunted down by the Qing court.

Chen Zhan fled Beijing and fled to Nanjing, where he joined the new secret service set up by the eunuch Pang Tianshou. But soon after, the Hongguang Dynasty fell, and Chen Zhan fled with Pang Tianshou all the way to Fujian to serve Longwu, and he once followed Pang Tianshou to Macau to borrow a Portuguese musket team.

Later, Emperor Longwu was betrayed by Zheng Zhilong and unfortunately captured, Chen Zhan lost contact with the above, and later joined Zheng Chenggong's army.

Now twenty-seven years have passed, and the fifteen-year-old boy has become a middle-aged man.

"My lord, this old Tartar is so old, he must know the entrance to the dungeon! Let's start with this old Tartar! Chen Zhan pointed to an old flag man with white hair and beard.

Cao Conglong nodded: "Well, let's start with this old Tartar first!" ”

The palace was converted into a cell that was very spacious and bright, all the prisoners were tied up in the cell, and the execution process could be seen by all the prisoners, which shocked others even more, even if one or two were accidentally killed during the interrogation, it didn't matter, there were always people who would be afraid.

Two executing Ming soldiers came up, untied the old flag man from the pillar, and dragged him to a table. The old flag man had already been whipped and bruised all over his body. The executing Ming soldiers pressed the hand of the flag man on the table, took out the thunderbolt from his waist, turned the muzzle of the gun, used the handle of the gun as a hammer, and hit the handle of the gun on the finger, the nails were shattered, and the bones of the fingers were shattered, and the old flag man let out a heart-rending scream.

"Say! Tell us about the entrance to the dungeon! Chen Zhan said with a sneer.

This old flag man is very tough, as the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and when he breaks his nails and bones, he still gritted his teeth and poured a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto Chen Zhan's face.

"Go on!" Chen Zhan shouted.

The executioner picked up the handle of the gun and struck it down so hard that the second finger was also broken, and the old flag man screamed and fainted on the spot.

Chen Zhan had people splash him up with water and continue to torture. Until all ten fingers were smashed, the old flag man still refused to reveal a word. So Chen Zhan ordered him to be punished.

After all, he was an old man with old blood and decrepit blood, and before the punishment of scrubbing was over, this old flag man didn't come up in one breath, and went to the underground to see the old slave.

Then Chen Zhan asked people to pull over the second old bannerman, compared to the first old bannerman, this round of torture was increased at the beginning, and it was scrubbing. How can this old man bear it? After several rounds of torture, the old flag man was like the previous one, he couldn't stand the torture and died on the spot. Then he pulled three old flags in a row, and the torture was more and more intense than the other, and the later he was, the more ruthless he became.

The result was still the same, these old bannermen gritted their teeth and refused to speak, and in the end, they couldn't bear to meet the old slave in the process of execution.

The process of torture was visible to the captives. Although most of these old men guarding the tomb are not afraid of death, not everyone is not afraid of death. By the time Chen Zhan began to interrogate the sixth old bannerman, this old bannerman had already been frightened by the tragic torture of the five people in front of him, and his legs were weak. When Chen Zhan walked up to him and asked people to drag him out, the old flag man was so frightened that he trembled, became incontinent, and went into shock on the spot.

"Wake him up!" Chen Zhan said coldly.

A basin of ice water with melting snow was poured over the face of the old flagger, and the old flagman woke up.

"Tell me, where is the entrance to the dungeon? Otherwise, you'll be worse than the rest of them! Chen Zhan bent down, and a sinister face was about to reach the old Qiding's face.

"Spare your life! Spare your life! The little one said, the little one said! The old flag man knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Soon, the Ming army found the entrance to the underground palace. The work of archaeological excavation called by later people began, and the North Korean Baoyi Aha who was transferred from Cao Conglong came up, everyone picked up the hammer and desperately smashed the stone that sealed the entrance, but the stone that sealed the entrance of the underground palace was heavy and thick, and it could not be smashed at all, and the connection between the stone and the stone was glutinous lime bonded, and it was difficult to pry open with an iron brazing, even if it was easy to pry open a crack, it was impossible to pry the boulder.

"Explode!" Zheng Zheng, who rushed in, gave the order.

Zheng Xi came from Zhaoling, which is the tomb of Huang Taiji. While the Ming army was attacking Fuling, another Ming army launched an attack on Zhaoling and controlled Zhaoling in one fell swoop.

The Ming army brought in the powder keg, and then someone began to dig under the entrance, dug a large pit, buried the powder keg in the pit, covered it with a thick layer of earth, and sealed it with bricks, leaving only a small hole for the fuse to pass through. The fuse was then lit and the construction personnel were evacuated to a safe range.

"Boom" with a loud bang, hundreds of catties of tightly sealed gunpowder exploded violently, powerful enough to blow up the entire city gate tower of gunpowder exploded, exploded the entrance of the underground palace, the stones blocking the road were blown into pieces, and the entrance of the underground palace became a pile of rubble.

Then the North Korean coat came to work, dug up the gravel, loaded the gravel onto the truck and transported it. Attacking the intense construction, the entrance to the underground palace was finally dug up.

"Dashuai, there should be a trap in this!" Cao Conglong whispered in Zheng Xi's ear, "Let's let the North Korean coat go first to explore the way!" Wait until the trap is lifted, and then we will go in again. ”