"As a group of ten, stand well and be neat!"

"You all the **** things, be honest with me!"

Under the threat of bright bayonet and muzzle, soldiers from various vassal countries can only lower their heads and hide their thoughts of resistance. They are very aware of the combat effectiveness of their suzerain country’s army. After all, it was because they were defeated. Independent countries became vassals.

"Don't give birth to any stupid ideas. One person resists and the other nine are put to death together!"

Walking among a group of criminals, the soldiers of the gendarmerie sternly reprimanded. After they spoke out, some of the eager hearts in the crowd suddenly closed up. Although they knew that the opponent’s combat effectiveness was very strong, some people still had it. Rebelling against the idea that you might be able to escape from birth, but after the **** gendarmerie warned, no one will participate in the resistance. Everyone is afraid of death. The eleventh smash law will only execute ten people. Those who get the death lottery will be shot directly if they rise up to resist.

Looking at the criminal soldiers forced into groups of ten, the commander of the Second Army, Matthias Horn, had no expression on his face. There were more than three thousand four hundred criminal soldiers surrounded by the line infantry regiment. Almost two-thirds of the army of the vassal army was here. Such a corrupt military discipline made him very disdainful, but he was helpless.

"Legion Commander, all the criminal soldiers have been grouped and can be smashed by eleven." An indifferent voice sounded from behind him.

Matthias knew who was talking without looking back. He nodded casually and said, "Inspector Mark, please execute."

The inspector is the chief officer of the military police of the army. Because the title of captain of the military police is not good, Richard changed the captain of the military police to an inspector.

"Yes." Inspector Mark replied, and then said in that cold voice: "Start execution, the Eleventh Smash Law."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the gendarmerie repeated his words. Then, the criminal soldiers of each group took turns to the gendarmerie, and under the supervision of the latter, they pulled one out of a wooden lottery held by the opponent. Because the top was wrapped in a layer of cloth, they didn't know what they had drawn before the cloth was taken apart. After everyone had drawn, the gendarmes ordered to remove the cloth wrapped with the sign.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of exclamation in the crowd, and the hissing of cold breath, or the rejoicing of the rest of his life, or the sobbing in the face of death, Matthias's eyes swept across everyone's faces, He can guess from the changes in the expressions on their faces which lottery the other party has drawn.

It took a few minutes for Inspector Mark to stand up and said coldly: "All those who have drawn the red lottery will take a step forward."

Markle’s voice fell on everyone’s ears. Those who only drew the wooden lottery sighed for joy and prayed to the gods of their respective beliefs, thanking him for being able to protect themselves from the disaster, and those who were lucky enough to get red The signer beat his chest and feet, hating why his destiny was so unfair, or sitting on the ground with his legs collapsed, his eyes dilated, his eyes hollow, and his face as gray as death.

What's more, seeing the same group of people happily, they were greatly stimulated, and they were about to rush to the surrounding line infantry with live ammunition. Hearing a burst of muskets fired, the deadly bullets smashed him into a sieve, and the same group of criminals fell into a pool of blood.

Upon seeing this, Mark's mouth raised a mocking smile, and said: "If one person is guilty, the same group will be punished. If you want to survive, take control of those in the same group as you."

He pointed out that those who got the wooden lottery to avoid death immediately looked at those in the group who got the red lottery face as ashes. Before the latter could take any action, the other nine people rushed to him. Control it firmly so that he can't move. As a result, many people who got the red lottery were restrained from shouting unwillingly, waiting for death under the suppression of their comrades-in-arms.

Seeing all this, Mark couldn't help but let out a sneer, and said to his deputy: "Catch all the people who get the red lottery, take them to the moat, and shoot them."

"Yes." The deputy promised, and then relayed his order.

According to tradition, the eleventh slam killing law should have dragged out the soldiers who were drawn to the death lot and stoned them to death or beat them to death with wooden sticks. . The inspectors of the various legions were reluctant to change the method of death. In their view, the change from more cruel stoning and wooden sticks to simple shooting can not arouse the fear in the soldiers' hearts and make them remember This experience.

What is there to remember a person being tortured and killed? Just shoot with a shot, the key to hitting is basically dead on the spot, unless the ballistic trajectory drifts far, and hitting the limbs or other parts of the body makes people feel strong pain, otherwise the visual impact will not be the same as the first two. Kind of comparison.

In Mark’s resentful eyes, those who had drawn the red lottery were forcibly dragged out by the military police and rushed to the edge of the moat to stand neatly in the direction of the river. They were not moved by the foul smell, because The legs were already trembling violently, many people's pants were soaked, and a pool of water stains faintly seeped under them, and you didn't need to look at them to know what it was.

The place they were facing was a gap in the city wall that was bombarded by artillery. The gap was filled with civilians. They all heard about the execution of the perpetrators, and they came together to watch. They watched and cursed the criminals with gnashing teeth. Many civilians whose relatives were slaughtered even wanted to rush through the moat and kill the murderer with their own hands.

Amidst the curses of the civilians onlookers, the military police of the regiment held a flintlock with ammunition and stood at a distance of two meters behind the criminal soldier. The corpse is average, without any color fluctuations.

"Check the firearms."

Brush-click-

There was a sound of checking firearms, and the military police put down the firearms again and stood beside them.

"Raise a gun!"

The military officer’s voice just fell~lightnovelpub.net~ The gendarmes moved uniformly, raised their muskets, leaned their butts against their shoulders, and aimed at the violent trembling criminal soldier in front of them.

"Mom... I don't want to die... Mom..."

"I want to go home..."

"..."

The sobbing of the criminal soldiers did not move the military police who aimed at the guns. They put their fingers on the trigger, and only waited for the officer's order to shoot out the bullets, ending the lives of the criminal soldiers.

"shooting!"

Bang bang bang ——

A series of gunshots rang, and the criminal soldiers standing on the edge of the moat were shot down and fell into the dirty moat with a plop, splashing a large amount of water, shooting at such a close distance, there is no possibility of empty guns, even if Failing to shoot on the spot, falling into the moat, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

Then, the shooting continues...