For a long time, under the gaze of his companions behind him, the loyal North Korean soldier slowly stretched out his hand to the top of the wooden stick and stopped there. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After glancing at Wang Qiming, the North Korean soldier swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his fingers crossed the top of the wooden stick, and suddenly pulled out a wooden stick!

Wow!

He didn't dare to look at what he was pumping, and his eyes instinctively closed. There was silence all around, but he seemed to hear his companion's breathing suddenly intensify.

Xu Hu's slight hum came from his ears: "You are lucky, long sign, live, get over there!" ”

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

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

Suddenly, he was as ecstatic as if he had escaped from the sky, the words of the Ming State officer were as pleasant as heaven, and his body was shaking because he was too excited, even more than before, and then he let out a sigh of relief, and the whole person relaxed. Some looked back at the other two with complicated expressions, muttered slightly, and then lowered his head and slowly walked to the side, saying nothing.

Wang Qiming pursed his lips, he didn't want to be the first to win the death lot, which was inevitably too much.

The faces of the other two are so ugly, the first one is a long lot, which means that the two of them must die and not escape.

The second Korean soldier who drew lots was a tall young man, Xu Hu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw his figure, this stick was very strong, and it was also outstanding in the Taiping Army.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't smoke it yet!"

Xu Hu snorted, feigned the tip of the knife, and threatened the tall Korean soldier to kill him immediately if he didn't smoke it.

Wang Qiming was afraid that the general flag would suddenly kill people, and he was also busy urging the North Koreans to smoke quickly. Like the one just now, the tall Korean soldier was just as nervous, and his hand was shaking, but he didn't hesitate for long, and he reached out and pulled out the second ......

He didn't close his eyes, but went straight to the result, and when he saw it, he was instantly relieved - he drew a long lot.

"Okay, you're alive, stand over there!" Xu Hu didn't say a word, and waved his hand to signal the tall North Korean soldier to step aside.

The two North Korean soldiers who were able to survive stood aside and were excited, but in the world, there are good and negative, some people are happy and happy, and some people are unlucky and cry and fear.

The remaining North Korean soldier didn't have to draw any more, because the result was already doomed. His whole face was so white that there was no blood at all, his teeth were clenched up and down, as if his soul had been lost, and he looked at the short sign spread out in Wang Qiming's hand in a daze, as if he was stupid.

With a "bang", a knife was thrown in front of the two North Korean soldiers who had drawn lots, without words or movements, everything was silent.

After hesitating for a moment, the tall Korean soldier picked it up, then glanced at his companion beside him, and the two of them looked at the companion who had not drawn lots.

......

On the other side, Lee Kwang-ho and Choi Dong-guk had no choice either, because Park Won-so took a raw stick. The two of them have no choice but to resign themselves to fate, either Lee Kwang-ho is drawn or Choi Dong-guk is drawn, and there can be no other ending.

Cui Dongguo's face was dirty, as if he hadn't washed his face for several months, and he couldn't see what it looked like at all, but there was a big scar on his forehead, as if it had been cut by a cannon, and the blood clots were clotted on it, and it was still bright red. At this moment, his feet were like a thousand pounds, he couldn't lift them, his chest was also very stuffy, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. Li Guanghao was not much better, as if his body was no longer his, and he stood there numb.

"Do you smoke or not?"

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

"I.... I smoke..."

Li Guanghao took a difficult step forward, trembling to draw the wooden stick that would decide his life and death.

Cui Dongguo's father used to go to Liaodong in the Ming Kingdom to sell salt, so he had learned Ming Mandarin since elementary school and knew what Ming people were talking about. His heart had already mentioned in his throat, and he couldn't jump, his eyes were staring at Li Guanghao's hand, but he was silently chanting in his heart: Dead sign, dead sign, dead sign! ... He kept shouting in his heart, and his eyes bulged out, as if they would blow up at any moment.

Li Guanghao's face is very ugly, as long as he smokes, Cui Dongguo doesn't have to smoke, because there is no suspense in the result, either he dies or I die.

The moment his hand stretched out, Li Guanghao pretended to smile calmly, and his fingers moved hesitantly back and forth above the two remaining bamboo sticks, until Ming Guobing was anxious and urged again, he grabbed one of them fiercely and slowly pulled it up......

The stick seemed to be several feet long, and it was pulled up bit by bit, and the end could not be seen.

Lee Kwang-ho is watching, Choi Dong-guk is also watching, Park Won-so is also watching, and Ming Guobing is watching.....

Everyone stretched their necks to look at Li Guanghao's hand, Cui Dongguo was already sweating profusely, and his heart was beating as fast as if it was about to explode.

The wooden skewer was only finger long, but Lee Kwang-ho seemed to have spent a few hours, and Choi Dong-guk felt even more tormented like a year.

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

Dead Sign!

"Alas!"

The second he saw the dead lot, Park Won-so sighed slightly, looked at Li Guanghao with pity, and said in a low voice: "You won the short lot!" ”

The moment the death lot was drawn, Cui Dongguo let out an "ah", jumped high, and then sat down on the ground with a heavy butt, smirking stupidly.

Li Guanghao seemed to refuse to believe that he had won the death lot, and pulled out the last remaining bamboo stick, but as everyone knows, he drew a short lot, and he is the one who must die!

"No, it won't, I don't want to die.... I don't want to die... Woo..."

In an instant, Li Guanghao lost all the strength of his body, and the composure he had just pretended to be forced had been replaced by panic and fear, because he was so scared that he actually broke out and cried. At this point, if he stopped crying, he would find that there were many more cries around him.

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

Li Guanghao couldn't stand anymore, he sat on the ground, facing death, he was just an ordinary person, how could he calm down and suffer death calmly. He regretted why he was the king's soldier and why he came to China. He is unwilling, but what if he is unwilling, he is destined to die, because the people of the Ming Kingdom want him to die.

"Kill him!"

There was no trace of sympathy or pity in the voice that sounded, and a long knife was thrown in front of Park Won-so and Choi Dong-guk.

"Pick him up and kill him!"

Park Won-so and Choi Dong-kook looked at each other, hesitantly bent down to pick up the long knife on the ground, and at the moment when they picked up the knife, several firearms were aimed at them at the same time.

"If you want to live, kill him, quick!"

The translator kept telling them about the coercion of the Ming people, and Park Won-so and Choi Dong-guk had to slowly approach Lee Kwang-ho on the ground. Their hands were trembling, and it seemed difficult to get their hands down.

After discovering that someone was approaching him, Li Guanghao jumped up nervously, gasping for air, and staring at the long knife raised in his companion's hand.

Choi Dong-guk staggered forward, waved his long knife at Lee Kwang-ho, gritted his teeth at Park Won-so and shouted, "If he doesn't die, we have to die!" Hurry up and get started! I'm going crazy! After shouting, the long knife slashed at Li Guanghao.

Li Guanghao panicked, instinctively raised his arm to block, but the knife hit his shoulder, slashed into an inch, the blade was already cut on the bone, and if he used more force, he was afraid that Li Guanghao's arm would be cut off.

Blood splattered out, spraying Choi Dong-kook and Park Won-so all over their bodies, on their faces, eyebrows, noses, and mouths, wet and fishy.

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

Choi Dong-kook didn't stop, and neither did Park Won-so. Soon, the second and third knives were slashed one after another. I don't know which knife is fatal, Li Guanghao finally fell in a pool of blood, his body convulsing constantly.

After Lee Kwang-ho's body did not move, the movement in Choi Dong-guk's hand fell to the ground, and he and Park Won-so gasped for breath, looking at Lee Kwang-ho's body in horror, their hands trembling violently, and the blood that came to their faces made them tremble.

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

The smash was carried out quickly, on dozens of boats at the same time. From time to time, screams rang out on the sea, and the already fishy sea breeze was even bloodier. Many North Korean soldiers who won the lottery chose to jump into the sea because they did not want to be hacked to death.

The corpses of the dead North Korean soldiers were thrown into the sea, and soon they would become food for fish and shrimp.

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

This scene will never be forgotten for them and they will never dare to forget.

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

Zhu Zhiyu, who was nearly sixty years old, could not accept Zhou Shixiang's act of killing prisoners, especially when he saw these North Koreans forced to kill his companions, which made him unable to let go. He is to be assisted by a righteous hero, not a brutal butcher. At this moment, Zhu Zhiyu even regretted that he should not return to China.

Tagawa sniffed the fishy smell coming from the air, and he could tell what was seay and what was bloody.

"Mr. Zhu, when I was in Japan, my uncle once told me that in this world, only people who are afraid of death will not become our enemies. Only those who fear death will become our helpers, so we must be the ones who make people fear, make people afraid, and only then will our enemies submit and obey. I believe that His Royal Highness King Qi did this to tell the Koreans that the heavenly power of the Ming Dynasty should not be offended! ”

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

Tian Chuan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Does Mr. think there is another way?" Yidi is not afraid of virtue and does not change through the ages, the Japanese understand this truth, how can Mr. not understand it? ”

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