asked Maximian to carry out this cruel death penalty to kill the legion, Li Jie had ulterior motives.

Among those who fled, Armenians were not a few, but also a number of Armenian nobles, who were inclined to Eastern Rome for Christian reasons.

Imagine what kind of hatred it must be for someone you fully support, someone who has the same Christian identity, to end up persecuting you with your own hands in full view? Moreover, it was carried out by the Romans, and it also transferred a large part of the Mesopotamian army and the hatred of the Armenians away from the Tang people.

Later, the British used this to rule the world, always co-opting a minority to oppress another majority nation, and now, the Nepalese who served for the British army are considered to be superior to the Indians, and the disputes in Kashmir are because of the skills left by the British, and now Li Jie is also learning to use it.

Hordes of Roman legions coldly surrounded the tens of thousands of people who had fled, and under the hostile gaze of all the deserters and the foreign servants who were watching, Maximian personally handed the first lottery box to several Armenian nobles with a blank face.

It was full of complications, and the ten leaders trembled and stretched their hands into the box, pinching the stone but not daring to open their hands for a long time, but one of them took a deep breath and suddenly opened the palm of the hand that was holding the green tendons, and a touch of white made the strong man with a thick body feel relieved and sat down on the ground.

However, not everyone had good luck, and the others opened their palms in turn, but the third nobleman who opened his hand immediately dropped the stone in his hand and ran away, but was shot in the leg by an arrow from the Roman soldier who had been prepared, and collapsed to the ground screaming.

"I'm a nobleman! You can't do this to me! His Majesty the King of Min spares his life! I, Luko, am willing to dedicate all my family property and territory to Your Majesty, spare my life! ”

The strong man who was almost two meters tall was crying a handful of snot and tears, listening to his cries, feeling the countless cold lights behind him, his face twitched a few times, and Maximian tilted his head expressionlessly.

"Take it away!"

Dragging the Armenian nobles who could no longer stand up, the Roman soldiers faithfully carried out this order, and the cry became farther and farther away, and Maximian's face turned pale again to the next group, and he commanded coldly and mercilessly.

"Let's go!"

The big nobles were not spared, and the remaining small nobles and commoners naturally had no excuses, and one by one they reached into the box, some of them showed black, and collapsed to the ground in despair, even if the sergeants who drew white were their backs wet.

If the death penalty is directly decided, many people are calm, but this kind of test of uncertain life and death is the most torturous.

Back then, what Li Jie was most afraid of was the moment when the teacher checked the homework before he did his homework, at most he was nervous to find his parents in a cold sweat, not to mention that this was a lottery to decide life or death, even if he was not taken away, those soldiers were also prostration, looking at the majestic person under the Da Min Dragon in awe.

In the T-shaped mansion of Ctesiphon, Dastan also opened his palm as if he had used all his strength, and a dazzling black suddenly made him dizzy, and he sat on the hot sand, and was immediately dragged away by two Roman legionnaires.

About 4,000 sergeants were taken away, isolated, and the punishment did not end here, and Maximian returned to the royal car with convulsions, knelt down on one knee and asked: "Your Majesty, what to do with those soldiers who have been drawn by death."

With a face like frost, Li Jie asked coldly: "What did the ancient Romans do?"

"Or beat the fascists alive, or cut their throats, or behead them."

The earliest meaning of fascism comes from ancient Rome, and it was an axe held by the consul's guard in a bundle of rods, which was used to carry out flogging, and axes to carry out the death penalty, representing the authority of the ancient senate. With every word Maximian spoke, he could feel the Armenian nobles behind him, as well as the Mesopotamian captains, look at him with a little more hatred.

They didn't dare to hate King Min, they could only hate themselves.

However, after listening to Maximian's reply, he glanced at the mountain of human heads left by the Arabs, which was still attracting a large swarm of flies, but Li Jie shook his head heavily.

"Leave them a whole corpse!"

…………

Far from being less cruel than this, the cruelty of the punishment shocked the hundreds of thousands of Min troops who were onlookers, and the deserters began to dig pits on the spot under the orders of the Roman legions, and tens of thousands of people appeared on the ground in just one hour, and the deep pits of several meters deep and hundreds of meters long and wide appeared on the ground, and the bodies and heads of the dead were thrown into it first, and then more than 4,000 unlucky people were also tied hand and foot and pushed down.

"Buried!"

Maximian's own teeth chattered with an order was given, and under the pressure of the Roman legionnaires' bayonets, tens of thousands of deserters raised their shovels again, and in an instant, the cries, curses, cries for mercy, and chaotic sounds shook the whole plain in the dust.

Eventually, a large mound of earth was left behind, and buckets of water were poured on it, cutting off the last of those people's lives.

The landfill also lasted for more than half an hour, a torturous and cruel performance, whether it was the Tang people, the Romans, the Arabs, the Turks, the Sogdians, everyone who looked at it was extremely cold, and looked at the figure of the King of Min on the stage, and was more and more in awe.

However, after the cruelty, some temptation was revealed again, more than a dozen Mesopotamian soldiers who were wrapped in bandages, and some were disabled, and the Armenians were personally supported to the high platform by Yang Yucheng, the secretary of the ministry, and another list was taken out by Yang Yucheng, and announced in front of the whole army that these dozen people, even in a desperate situation, still fought to the death and did not retreat, and kept the majesty of the Min soldiers. The king of Min commended them, rewarded them with a thousand gold, sealed the generals, and made the marquis, and each of them rewarded a large area of land and granges in the rich valley of the two rivers, and the living were honored in person, and the dead were also the descendants of Zefu.

It's definitely like winning hundreds of millions of yuan in the lottery, what are you trying to do as a soldier? Isn't it just to make a fortune and soar? At least that's what the low-level soldiers at the bottom definitely think, and the thirty or so living or dead have set a real example for them.

The demoralization caused by the cruel punishment was almost swept away, and the eyes of hundreds of thousands of troops showed golden light when they looked at the dozen wounded soldiers who were stepping on the corpses of their comrades on the mound in front of the whole army.

But it didn't take long for the frenzy to turn into awe again, and under the support of hundreds of forbidden troops, Li Jie actually stepped on the mound himself, looked around, and the spectacular army of hundreds of thousands was silent.

Looking at his soldiers with satisfaction, the knife in Li Jie's hand slammed into the mound, and the heart-wrenching voice shook the whole army under the expansion of dozens of copper speakers.

"Look at this mound! I'm thinking about the hideous corpse just now, and the mountain of heads! It's all the price of cowardice! ”

"The widow doesn't want to kill! If you don't get rid of these cowards who throw their brothers who fight side by side to the enemy and kill them, but flee with their own selfishness, then next time, such a rout will come again, twice, countless times! As the proud Damin Legion, you will cease to exist! ”

"Remember these hideous heads! Also remember the price of burying these shames, and swear here that no matter the Tang people, the Tianzhu people, or the soldiers of all ethnic groups in Central Asia and West Asia, they will all be equal in the army of the Great Min, and meritorious service will be rewarded, and the widow will not hesitate to reward you with piles of gold and silver, and fertile land! If there is a mistake, it will be punished, and the widow will not hesitate to bury these big mounds again! ”

Li Jie's loud words were immediately translated loudly in more than a dozen languages, and every Min army who heard it clearly was awe-inspiring, and then a frenzy mixed with awe surged into his heart, I don't know which phalanx was the first to bow down, and then the entire army knelt on the ground in pieces like dominoes, and the loud shouts that shook the sky echoed in the entire empty field.

"Swear to die for the great Min to be loyal!"

Dozens of miles away, the newly victorious Arab army retreated anxiously and slowly towards the desert with tens of thousands of camels carrying the hard-won booty, while Hussein personally led tens of thousands of cavalry to break the rear and guard against Li Rang's troops, who had trampled out the smoke and dust to catch up.

Suddenly, the earth shook a little, the clouds in the sky seemed to dissipate a little in an instant, and a group of Arab soldiers paused slightly in amazement, listening attentively, an unprecedented solemnity and worry were revealed in Hussein's deep-set eyes behind Hussein's cold mask.

"Allah willing!"