"His Majesty the Pope sue the People's Book of the Occupied Area, what is this?" the person who picked up the flyer whispered.

Robin's little brother scratched his head and said, "What's the use of this thing?"

Robin folded the flyer, hid it carefully, and whispered: "Don't worry, wait to go back and say it."

Then he raised his head, squinted at the human vassal on the street, with a sneer on his face.

I saw their faces gray and sluggish, like a concubine, nervously and timidly scanning the passers-by on both sides of the street, as if they had been surrounded by a group of man-eating wolves, and they would be bitten at any time.

"Be scared, knowing that the end is coming." Robin secretly said cheerfully in his heart. Seeing the enemy so frightened, he was really happy in his heart.

Similarly, the citizens of Diekirch who stood behind the doors and windows looked at the gangsters and sneered. Although their faces may not have any expressions, the thoughts in their hearts can be seen by the Semites and the gangsters on the street. .

The leader of the pseudo army on the street suddenly roared at the crowded crowd at the entrance of the tavern: "Whatever you look at, look at what~!"

He stretched out his finger to the people onlookers around, and screamed: "Look at you again, now this is the world of Laozi, who wants to die, come out, ah, come out~!"

The crowd in front of the tavern suddenly retreated, and the doors and windows on both sides of the street were closed almost at the same time. The Diekirch people watching them seemed to have taken them seriously, and they all retracted.

But whether it was the Diekirch or the Semitic, they betrayed their compatriots and raped them. Everyone knows in their hearts. The Diekirches no longer fear them. Everyone just waited for the Holy See's army to come and liquidate them, and that day is not far away.

Everyone knows that these people are scared.

Today Diekirch is calmer than before, the sun is still high in the sky, and the streets are empty, like an empty city.

Hawker, shopkeeper, craftsman. Wait, everyone stayed at home honestly, even the vassal army who wandered on the street all day long and captured enemy agents closed the door and hid.

Everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

Robin and some of his men who licked their blood for life returned to a simple house in a slum area, where the poor and horizontal Dickich people lived, the houses were low and the roads were winding and narrow, like a spider web. Convenient to hide. Also easy to escape.

There will be no officers and soldiers entering in the rest of the day, and even those puppet troops will rarely appear here.

Robin lights an oil lamp. Then carefully covered the curtains, took out the flyers dropped by the air, and looked through the lights carefully.

This leaflet is as big as two hands spread out, and the front is covered with black text. The content is easy to understand. Even Robin, who has only been in a church school for three years, has a graduate education level.

The first sentence opened was "In the name of the God of Light, we will never forgive any traitor", with a strong tone and murderous spirit.

The content is as stated on the leaflet. This is a vatican decree on how to punish **** in the occupied areas.

All human beings serving the Semites are criminals, but the crimes are divided into several levels, and the Holy See will treat them differently, and the levels of conviction are red and yellow.

People with red names must be killed, and those with yellow names must be sentenced. The content of this method is very simple, even ordinary farmers can understand.

The human beings who take the initiative to take refuge in the Semitic are extremely sinful, and the leaders and backbone members are directly red names, and there is only one dead end when caught.

Others who were forced to join the puppet army, serving the Semitic people were Huang Ming. They had different basic scores based on their positions in the puppet army. The higher the position in the puppet army, the lower the basic score.

If these people are guilty of homicide, rape, or reporting crimes against their compatriots, they will be directly detained as red names and beheaded.

For the crime of robbery, one point is deducted for each robbery, and civilians are beaten with ping-pong, and one point is deducted once for the prosecution, and the deduction is deducted as a negative dividend.

If you are not charged with any of these charges and the final score exceeds five points, then congratulations, and you will be acquitted.

Those with a score of less than five will be sentenced to two years of hard labor for each lower point. A zero score is a full ten years of hard labor. Under the current conditions of hard labor, after serving ten years in prison, they are basically immortal or disabled.

At the same time, you can get extra points by reporting and exposing the crimes of other vassals. Taking the initiative to capture red-named rapes and cooperating with the actions of the Holy See's army is regarded as a performance of meritorious service and can be mitigated.

The common people caught vassals with different points and escorted them to the hands of the Holy See, they can get different bonuses...

This set of points system is simple and easy to understand, the grades are very clear, and the deduction criteria are very clear. You only need to apply it to calculate the result of turning to the Semitic.

Robin carefully studied the flyer several times, and after a thorough understanding, he suddenly slapped the table and exclaimed, "It should have been done this long ago."

The subordinate froze for a moment, and asked in a puzzled manner: "Boss, what do you do?"

"Points system," Robin walked back and forth in the room excitedly, waving his hands like a treasure: "We should also implement the points system in the cottage, give extra points for tasks, sell brothers' red names, and distribute them by points at the end of the year. Money, if you did this early, no one complained about unfairness."

They scratched their heads and were confused. They were all shepherds who didn't know how to write. They didn't know what the points system meant. Anyway, what the boss said was what they said. At this time, they just need to give a thumbs up and say with a sincere expression: "Brother Wise."

"What does this flyer say, what about our enemies?"

"They?" Robin smiled contemptuously and smiled happily: "I'm afraid I'm holding my fingers and calculating how many points I have left."

This point system is good because it clearly tells ordinary soldiers who have been forcibly conscripted and forced to serve in the vassal army, if they have not committed crimes against their compatriots, they do not have to worry about the Holy See punishing them and being dressed in black. The court sanctioned officers came to the door.

The black-faced gods of the Inquisition have never been merciless when punishing humans who cast into darkness. Few people caught by them in the tribunal prison can get out again alive.

And those who take the initiative to take refuge in, do evil. It will be severely punished. Especially the nobles. The higher the title. The more severe the punishment.

"Carnell and his lackey are dead." Robin gritted his teeth and said with a grim expression: "They have done enough to deduct a negative two hundred points. This will definitely make you tremble in bed with fear. ."

The excited eyes of several strong men beamed, and laughed and said, "Deserve it, this guy should have died long ago."

Robin paced back and forth indoors, not knowing what idea was moving in his mind, the expression on his face couldn't help changing, and sometimes gritted his teeth. Sometimes sneered, sometimes smug.

In a few minutes, he suddenly squeezed his fist and slammed it on the table. The dishes that came to the door shook loudly, and he said loudly: "We ask for wealth and danger. This is our opportunity. I can't let Canel and the others die. It's so comfortable~!"

"Big brother, what do you say, we listen to you."

Robin frowned and said, "We have to plan. First, go and say hello to Carnell and the others."

Early the next morning. The citizens of Diekirch were surprised to find that it was on the east wall. Someone painted a long list of names with red paint.

All of them have taken refuge in the traitors of the Semites, and the Dickich reminded them in this way that they have become famous.

After receiving the news, the puppet army headed by Carnell rushed to the city gate, looked at the blood-red font on the wall, frightened and screamed: "Who did it? Who did it? Stand up for Lao Tzu."

However, the surrounding doors and windows were closed tightly, and no one of Diekirch citizens appeared.

Canel desperately wanted to erase the paint on the wall, but no matter they scrubbed it or scraped it hard with a shovel, this line of bright red characters is difficult to remove.

The Semitic soldiers of the brigade also ran over with their weapons. The leader of the Semitic officers looked at the red letters on the wall, shivering with anger, and said loudly: "Please search the whole city for me. You must find these people for me. ."

The Semitic soldiers and the puppet army shouted, then slammed the door of the residents, rushed in with a roar, grabbed the citizens by their collars, dragged them out and threw them on the street.

An officer looked at the poor citizens coldly, and then said word by word: "You are dead~!"

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On March 1st, 836 years in the Julian calendar, sunny.

Jishen is in the east.

Don't: enter the house, travel, emigrate, sacrifice, marry, and break ground.

Yi: Killing~!

Early in the morning, the vast field in Diekirch was full of people.

The surroundings were full of heavily armed and murderous soldiers, holding sharp blades in their hands, constantly patrolling around the Guangdichang, viciously looking at everyone in front of them.

Whenever their eyes passed, the people bowed their heads timidly, avoiding their eyes.

As the Taizu rises higher and higher, the atmosphere on the Guangtang arena becomes more and more depressing.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the distance. Someone whispered: "Come, here..."

Immediately afterwards, a crisp and rhythmic drum sound rang.

Amidst the sound of drums, several black-veiled carriages came slowly from a distance.

A group of prisoners with all shackles on their hands and feet slowly got off the carriage, and then under the threat of the guards' spears, step by step towards the high platform in the middle of the wide field.

On the high platform, a dozen gallows hang high. The thick and cheap noose swayed slightly in the wind. People can see it, and an inexplicable fear can't help but arise in my heart.

The prisoners bowed their heads and stood still in front of the gallows.

Out of fear of death, many people all tremble. Some people were even unable to make their way, being held hostage by strong guards and sent to the gallows.

At this time, the drum sound stopped abruptly.

Although the entire Guangpi arena was full of people, it was silent. Only occasionally an overwhelming low-pitched cough came, but the cough was extremely mild, and it disappeared immediately.

A proclaimer stepped onto the execution platform.

He was wearing a hood with iron gray curly hair, his face was covered with white powder, and he deliberately ordered a fake black scorpion on his cheek.

This suit is the popular clothing of the Ruman Empire two years ago. Unfortunately, the Empire is now under the impact of popular brands such as Princess Catherine’s donkey, love horse shit...Bah, Louis Vuitton, Hermes, etc. It has been updated for a long time, and it is in line with the early Twenties of Lorraine's era.

What is popular now is shiny leather shoes, neat clothes and fur coats. There are also beautiful top hats.

If someone dresses like that proclaimer again. Walking down the street. Even beggars would secretly curse "213" behind their backs

But having said that, through this costume, you can know that Diekirch is so backward and blocked, two years behind the era.

The proclaimer came to the stage and stood still, then opened a parchment scroll in his hand, and said aloud: "The highest, the highest. Wise, King Diekishi's letter to the people.

All people living in our country must abide by the law. Don't accept enemy propaganda. It is also not allowed to spread rumors and cause troubles and undermine national stability.

After investigation: Hasen, Caral, Doris...and so on five people, picking up enemy flyers on the street for no reason, were unscrupulous.

Hanging.

After investigation, Shaliott, Mars...and so on seven people pretending to be poor. Repeated tax evasion. A total of seven sheep and six chickens were missed. His heart can be condemned. Hanging.

After investigation, although Baron Dost was a nobleman, he had a heart of treason, and repeatedly hacked the maple army. The betrayal of state secrets puts the lives of 300,000 loyal and brave soldiers in our army at risk.

This kind of heinous crime is not enough for civilians. Of course, your majesty is kind, and his will be reduced by one level,

Hanging~! "

The proclaimer just finished reading, and immediately heard a fat noble among the prisoners shout: "I am wronged. I am wronged. My lord, I have no treason, I have no fornication with the Maple Army. I have no..."

That fat man was heartbreaking, and he was extremely miserable.

The audience below suddenly made a sound of contempt.

This product is too scary, and the loss is still a nobleman.

Just now those people just picked up a leaflet, handed a few sheep, and betrayed the death penalty. Who of them uttered a word?

But this guy, who is obviously doing bad things and liaising with the enemy, such a character can be regarded as a hero. At this time, he should show his heroic courage and sing a few famous excerpts. Make everyone happy.

However, he was so embarrassed to bark chickens and ducks here.

At this time, the fat man still kept yelling: "I didn't, I didn't. I really didn't have treason. Your Majesty, I was wronged, I was wronged..."

He yelled and cried, and afterwards, his face was covered with tears and nose. The heartbroken appearance is almost like a baby.

It's a pity that the proclaimer was not moved at all, looked at him indifferently, and then raised his hand gently.

The rapid drumbeat sounded again.

Under everyone's awe-inspiring gaze, a big man with a black triangle hood on his head and only one pair of eyes came up.

He was naked to the top, with the messy thick chest hair exposed, and the fat on his body was trembling with the pace.

This is the executioner of Diekirch.

A fierce person who made all the people regard as tigers and scorpions, retreating for a while, it is said that there are no fewer than three thousand people who end up in his hands. Just the suffocating aura on the body has already caused the common people to slip around in fright.

The executioner came behind the death row prisoners and put the rope around their necks. It was slightly troublesome when it was the noble fat man's turn.

Because that guy had already peeed his pants in fright. Therefore, the executioner had to be a little more careful, lest the urine would get on his body and do his business, and it would be difficult to marry a wife, so he had to wash everything himself. He had just washed it two days ago, and he didn't want to wash it again.

When he walked from the left to the right, everything was done, and the drums stopped immediately.

The executioner checked it again, and then came to the left side of the execution platform again, standing in front of a half-person high hand brake.

The evangelist raised his head and looked at the sky, then raised his right hand again.

The drum beat immediately.

The sound of the drums was extremely rapid, like raindrops, making it hard to tell which drums were.

All the people in the wide-ranging field held their breath and stared at the execution platform.

They all knew that as soon as the drum beat fell, the executioner would pull the hand brake, and the traps under the prisoners' feet would open.

Under the combined action of gravity and ropes, they will be hung in the air, jumping around like shrimps until they die.

Every time this time, there will be enthusiastic cheers on the broad field. The voice is so cheerful, even unbelievable: How can human beings be so happy for the death of the same kind?

The drums are getting more and more urgent and urgent. Everyone knows it. It only takes another second to reach the top. Then stop.

At this moment, there was a dull thunder in the distance.

Boom~!

Everyone's nerves were tense, and when they heard this voice suddenly, they couldn't help but stop.

Then, another thunder came.

Boom~!

Then the thunder sounded like raindrops.

Boom, boom, boom. boom……

Everyone couldn't help looking at the sky in astonishment.

Why is this thunder hit so strange? It's obviously sunny. Moreover, the weather has just turned warmer and the solar term has not yet reached, so why is it thundering?

Could it be said that Dorst really has grievances? God can't see it, so thunder warning?

But how do you think that fat man feels wretched, and he doesn't look like a character who can be favored by heaven...

Before they could react, they immediately felt that the ground under their feet began to tremble and sway, and afterwards, the wooden gallows made sour noises.

People looked at each other differently: What happened? Is the end of the world coming?

Immediately, a dull and muffled thunder sounded in the distance. The thunder sound was extremely strange. It's like a wheel rolling across the ground. And the sound is getting louder and louder.

Someone suddenly woke up. Cried out: "The cavalry is a cavalry. It is a cavalry of the brigade. They rushed towards us."

As soon as his voice fell, a rapid alarm sounded in the city.

Dangdangdangdang...

The soldiers suddenly panicked and ran towards the city with their weapons.

But in the next second, they all fled back quickly like rabbits hit by arrows.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a loud bugle sound.

A flying eagle lightning banner appeared on the other side of the street.

Someone shouted: "Run, run. Lorraine is here. Feng Jun is coming. Run away, everyone..."

Only then did all the people react. Then there was a shout, and then one after another hugged his head.

At this time, a group of cavalry in Fengjun uniforms had appeared on the street. While galloping, they slashed the resisting Kiddish soldiers to the ground with their swords.

An officer shouted: "Quick, quick, brethren, rush into the palace and capture King Diekirch alive..."

On the gallows, Dorst looked at the cavalrymen, first startled, and then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, it's great, it's great. Hahaha..."

Immediately, suddenly burst into tears again.

He cried and laughed at the same time, as if he was crazy.

But the cavalry galloped past the gallows, and none of them stopped. Only a few young soldiers looked at them curiously and rushed over as they pleased.

Because of the sudden incident, the proclaimer and the executioner had no time to escape. They stood on the execution stage, staring blankly at the cavalry who passed by like a torrent. It took a while before he came to his senses in Dost's cry.

The evangelist glanced at the executioner, then his face changed, and he walked up to Dorst with a flattering smile, and then carefully removed the rope loop around his neck.

If you don't know, looking at his careful appearance, you will think he is serving the godfather.

The evangelist smiled and whispered, "My lord, my lord, Mr. Dorst. Wake up."

Seeing Dorst gradually recovering, he continued: "Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir. You are saved.

When I saw you standing here just now, the little man's heart was broken. If you are a pillar of a country like this to be executed by the king...Bah, baah, and executed by the pseudo-king~lightnovelpub.net~ this is too unfair.

At that moment, the little ones wanted to die with you.

Fortunately, you are a lucky man. Lord Luo Jue personally rescued you.

The little one will untie the rope for you and take you home. how is it? "

While talking, he took the key, helped Dost open the shackles, and then helped him slowly down the gallows.

The executioner watched their backs disappear on the steps, took off the headgear in one hand, and then spit heavily on the ground in disdain.

No wonder the other party can be the proclaimer, and he can only be a lowly executioner for the rest of his life. This is the gap~!

He turned his head and looked at the rest of the people on the side of the gallows. Seeing that they were all staring at him, he couldn't help but laughed at himself, then waved his hand and said, "Today is also your lucky day, so all go home Right."

With that, he picked up the key left by the proclaimer from the ground, threw it at everyone, and walked off the gallows in a swagger.

Those dead people who escaped are already thank God. Although he was an executioner, he also had self-esteem, so it was impossible to personally help those dead ordinary people to unwind their sleeves and shackles.

As the Lorraine army attacked Diekirch by lightning, a large number of human officials and nobles who had taken refuge in the Semi began to flee.

At this time Robin everyone also ushered in their golden hunting period. (To be continued...)