At Lingshui Wharf, groups of glazed-eyed captives sat on the ground, waiting for the ship to come to shore. The surrounding Ming troops were armed with knives and guns, and looked at these prisoners vigilantly. The fierce eyes of the Ming soldiers and the murderous aura on their faces made these captives shudder. Even if some guys with small calculations in their hearts glanced at them and saw the eyes of the Ming soldiers glaring at them, these guys didn't dare to think about it anymore, and honestly lowered their heads.

The bloody scene of yesterday's mass execution of prisoners shook the captives.

The Zhizhou of Yazhou, the Zhixian of Lingshui, the master of the Zhixian County, the captured Qing army officers, some of the officials, petty officials, and catchers in the yamen who were extremely angry and guilty of crimes on weekdays, as well as some Qing soldiers and soldiers who owed blood debts, and the local soldiers and thugs of Tusi, were all escorted outside the west gate of the city and publicly executed collectively.

And those people are very angry Tusi, there is no chance to go to the execution ground, the people have just finished the grievance meeting, the villagers who are extremely emotional will rush up, punching and kicking, some people bite with their teeth, some people pinch with their nails, and when the Ming army pulled the angry people away, the few Tusi masters who were sentenced to death had already been beaten to death by the villagers. And the old man of Tusi in Niulanping, because the people were too angry and this guy was too fat, after being beaten to death by the common people, someone dug a hole in the navel of his corpse, inserted a wick, and lit a sky lantern.

The remaining more than 300 condemned prisoners were taken to the execution ground and executed.

The condemned prisoners who were tied up with flowers were escorted to the execution ground by the Ming soldiers, and the surrounding area was full of onlookers, and their hateful eyes shot at these guys who showed off their might on weekdays, bullied men and women, and did evil. These usually high-spirited guys now feel that their lives are coming to an end, and even the most ferocious guys in ordinary times are pale, cold sweat is breaking out, their legs are weak, and their bodies are shaking like a sieve.

Prisoners who were not executed were also pulled over and watched the execution around. Wang Xinyu used the execution of a group of people to deter these captured captives and make them be honest.

The execution of death row prisoners was carried out in batches of fifty people. When the first batch of condemned prisoners were brought forward and escorted to a large pit dug in advance, some Qing army officers, native soldiers, government officials, and small officials cried and screamed, screaming and begging for mercy, wanting to survive.

Wang Xinyu sneered: "Want to live? Ask the people on the side if they say yes! ”

There was an earth-shattering roar from the crowd of onlookers:

"Kill them!"

"Kill all these guys who are inferior to pigs and dogs!"

"Kill! Kill these beasts! ”

Wang Xinyu drank to silence everyone, and then let his soldiers start the execution.

The recruits who were executed were either Min Zhuang who had just been sent from Luzon or Li and Miao recruits who had just enlisted in the army. In the hands of each of the executed recruits, a sharp goose feather knife is held.

"Execution!" Wang Xinyu roared.

Fifty recruits brushed and swung their knives and slashed hard, only to see a row of cold light flashing, but few heads fell to the ground, most of the recruits' knives were cut into the necks of the condemned prisoners, all embedded in them, the necks were not cut, and the knives were stuck inside. There are also new soldier knives stuck in the bones of death row prisoners, and they can't pull them out for half a day.

The recruits who had cut off their heads with a knife retreated into the queue, and those who did not cut off their heads with a knife hurriedly drew their knives and continued to cut under the reprimands of the veterans in a row behind them. Many of the recruits had to be slashed three or four times before they cut off the heads of the condemned prisoners. Some recruits slashed five or six times without cutting off the head of a condemned prisoner. There was also a recruit who, after slashing seven or eight times, finally used the knife as a saw, and sawed off the head of the condemned prisoner!

The blood of the headless corpse spurted out for several meters, and the corpse was kicked into the pit.

As the firing squad returned to the queue after the execution, almost everyone bent down and vomited profusely.

The scene of not being able to cut off the head even after several slashes made the rest of the condemned prisoners turn pale, and some of them fainted directly.

Immediately afterwards, the second group of condemned prisoners were escorted to the edge of the big pit, and a group of new recruits were replaced to serve as firing squads to carry out the execution.

After the heads of more than 300 condemned prisoners were cut off, the corpses were piled up in large pits, piled high, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air, and almost all the recruits squatted on the ground, gulping and vomiting.

In the end, the last to be executed were Yazhou Zhizhou, Lingshui Zhixian and three Qing army officers with relatively high rank.

The scene of the execution just now had already scared these five people into peeing their pants. Being executed is not the most terrible, you don't know anything when you cut off your head with a knife, and the most terrible thing is to be slowly tortured and executed.

"Spare your life! Spare your life! The villain is willing to surrender to the adult and do things for the adult! Before Lingshui Zhixian was pulled to the guillotine, he suddenly knelt on the ground, crying and shouting for Wang Xinyu to bypass him.

Wang Xinyu reprimanded angrily: "Only now do you think of surrendering? Too late! Why didn't you want to surrender to General Ben when the army was coming to the city? ”

The magistrate hurriedly defended: "My lord, it's not that the villain doesn't want to serve the king, but the Tartar is really cruel!" If the villain surrendered at that time, the Tartar court would kill the villain's entire family. ”

Wang Xinyu said coldly: "Then you surrender now, didn't the Tartars kill your whole family?" In order to keep your innocent family from being harmed by the Tartar court, I can only kill you today! Come on, pull this guy away! ”

Finally, the five condemned prisoners were dragged to the edge of the pit, and the five firing squads swung their knives and cut off the heads of the five condemned prisoners.

Originally, Cai Dezhong wanted to kill all the Qing soldiers from Jiangxi and avenge his family. Later, after Wang Xinyu's painstaking persuasion, Wang Xinyu told him that most of the Qing soldiers in the Green Battalion were ordinary people, and many of them went to serve as soldiers for a bite to eat, and ordinary soldiers had no blood debts. Those who have blood debts are to be screened out and judged before they are put to death. Later, Wang Xinyu asked the captured Qing army to hold a meeting to report those who usually do evil. As a result, a group of Qing soldiers who had done bad things on weekdays and had blood debts on their hands were reported and sent to the guillotine.

Recalling the bloody scene of yesterday's mass execution of executed prisoners, the surviving captives were terrified. At this time, they just want to be able to live, and it doesn't matter what fate they will be after going to Luzon.

These captives are not all Qing soldiers and people, some are officials and petty officials in the yamen, some are local soldiers and family members of the Tusi family, and some are Tusi who have committed relatively small crimes, have no public anger, and the people voluntarily let them go of a way to live. These men will be sent to Luzon to serve hard labor.

Wang Wusheng is a Qing soldier from the green battalion from Jiangxi. Before Gao Jinku left Ganzhou for Guangdong, he recruited a group of Jiangxi soldiers. Gao Jinku knew that the Jiangxi soldiers were hard-working, brave in combat, good at climbing mountains and wading in rivers, and were especially suitable for fighting in complex terrain, so the Jiangxi soldiers were suitable for fighting in Hainan.

But unexpectedly, Gao Jinku suffered a big defeat, and Liu Wusheng, as a soldier, was also taken prisoner.

At this time, Wang Wusheng was envious of those who were temporarily requisitioned and some of the auxiliary soldiers, and those people and auxiliary soldiers were directly incorporated into the auxiliary soldiers of the Ming army, and they did not have to be sent to be coolies. I don't know what kind of fate awaits me after being sent to Luzon. However, compared to the group of people who were executed yesterday, Wang Wusheng felt that he was very lucky, and he could survive no matter how he said it.

It's just that he still has an elderly mother, two younger sisters and a younger brother at home. I was sent to Luzon, and I don't know if I can go back alive, and who will take care of them in the future! Thinking of his family, Wang Wusheng's tears were about to fall.

"The ship is coming, ready to get on board!" The shouts of the Ming soldiers interrupted Wang Wusheng's contemplation.

A white schooner as huge as a mountain leaned against the dock, and all the captives let out an exclamation.

"What a big ship!"

"It's huge!"

"It's bigger than the hill behind our house!"

It was a 750-ton Spanish galleon, 47 meters long, with five decks up and down, the upper two decks were the gun deck and the officers' quarters, the lower two floors were the cargo holds and the cabins of the junior crews, and the bottom deck was the water tank, the wine tank and the cargo tank.

The sailing distance from Hainan Island to the port of Yanping on Luzon Island was not too far, and the bottom bilge did not need to carry so much fresh water and food, nor did it need to carry wine, so part of the bilges were also converted into cabins for transporting prisoners.

Wang Wusheng followed the other captives and boarded the big ship. But he didn't have a chance to walk around the ship, and his curiosity was not satisfied, so he was escorted to the deck above the bottom deck.

The cabin where the captives lived, usually the cargo hold. The big ship went to the Yazhou wharf, where it unloaded the supplied food, gunpowder and other items, and then sailed to Lingshui to load the prisoners. The cargo in the hold has long since been emptied, but there are still a few remnants of grain residues such as rice grains and wheat bran on the ground.

After Wang Wusheng and a group of prisoners entered the cargo hold, the hatch mouth was closed.

And all the captives lay on the ground, and they lay down on the ground and slept. The ship had not yet opened, and the cabin was very hot, and the air was mixed with the smell of sweat, feet, and the smell of all kinds of people. I don't know how long it took, but after the ship started, the air flowed, and the air in the cabin was much fresher.

Wang Wusheng obviously felt that the boat shook from a slight to a violent shake, the wind and waves outside were not small, the boat shook more and more, the prisoners in the cabin were lying on the ground and did not dare to move, and many people vomited.

In winter, although there are no typhoons, the sea itself is relatively windy and rough, and these people who are not used to taking boats cannot adapt to the wind and waves for a while, and most of them are seasick.

When it was time to eat, the hatch was opened, and someone brought a porridge made of a little rice mixed with sweet potatoes, and a steamed bun made of black flour mixed with corn flour. In good conscience, the food in the prisoner camp was no worse than that eaten by the Green Battalion soldiers, who could only eat cakes made of sorghum and other miscellaneous grains, and drank porridge made of wheat bran and rice bran.

But now, because most of the people are seasick, the steaming food is around, and few people can eat it.

Wang Wusheng held back the feeling of nausea, made a bowl of porridge, picked up a steamed bun, and forced himself to eat it.

"How can such a good thing be wasted? It's good to eat enough and fall asleep. Wang Wusheng said to a green battalion Qing soldier prisoner lying motionless on the ground with a pale face and beads of sweat on his head.

The captive, who had vomited so much bile that he had put food in front of him, refused to move, but lay motionless on the floor.

The galleon sailed on the sea for five days and five nights, and the captives on board finally felt that the wind and waves were less. At this time, it seemed that the ship was sailing in a calm bay, hardly shaking, as smooth as if it were on land.

"We should be almost there." Wang Wusheng said to the Qing prisoner who had only drunk a bowl of porridge for five days and five nights.

The captive's name was Liu Jiang, who was also from Jiangxi, and was a soldier brought out of Ganzhou by Gao Jinku.

The ship sailed for a while longer and finally docked at the pier.

The hatch of the "Bang Dang" hatch was opened, and a group of people armed with knives and guns, but without armor, appeared.

Wang Wusheng and Liu Jiang were placed in the same group, and it was a sturdy man who took them to the farm.

"My name is Lin Furong, and from now on, I will be your head! Lucky for you, it's me! But because your sins are minor, each of you can cultivate the land. You have your own share of what is planted in the military tun! As long as you perform well and work for three years, you will be free, and then you can leave the military tuntian, and go to Borneo to develop the wasteland in the future, or go to the army and pick up your old business, it is your own business! The strong man told Wang Wusheng and them about the situation here.

Later, Wang Wusheng learned that Lin Furong was also a prisoner, a Minzhuang who was captured in Fujian. But now Lin Furong is already a village chief in Juntuntian.

Through inquiry, Wang Wusheng learned that it turned out that this place was the territory of Nanyang Company, and the farmland was divided into two types, one was the military tun field, which was cultivated by prisoners, and the agricultural products planted had to be handed over to the company; The other is self-cultivated farmland, not only does not have the landlord to collect rent from the peasants, but also does not even have to pay taxes! What you grow, it's all your own!

"There is such a good thing, when I regain my freedom, I will definitely take my family over and let my younger brother farm here! I'd better go back to my old job and go to the army. Wang Wusheng said his heart to Lin Furong.

Compared with those coolies who were sent to build docks, build castles, and develop forests, Wang Wusheng was already very lucky.