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Chapter 515 The Great Khitan Emperor

The procedures for decapitating the heads of Rakshasa prisoners were carried out very quickly. The emperor personally issued the imperial edict and the Ministry of Punishment approved the official document of speedy execution.

In the afternoon of that day, they were not even allowed to eat their heads, so they were all taken to Caishikou to be beheaded.

Anyway, most of these prisoners are Cossacks. Many of the Cossacks can't be said to have committed heinous crimes, they are just a group of ogres.

This is very common among the Cossacks. They plundered the indigenous tribes of Siberia, often killing all the men and plundering the women for food. The food was used for eating, and the women were used to vent their beastly desires and serve as food reserves.

Whenever there is a snowstorm and there is no external food supplement, as long as the Cossacks are not indigenous, all food is available. Even if the Cossacks freeze to death and starve to death, it cannot be wasted.

At the vegetable execution ground, all the Cossacks had expressions of fear. Although they could not understand what the people who were watching were saying, but just looking at the ghost-headed knife held by the executioner on the execution ground, no one could tell that it was meant to kill someone.

The criminal law of beheading is basically common in all countries in the world. Louis XVI, the founding father of the United States, died under the guillotine designed by himself.

"Is this a Rakshasa ghost? It looks similar to those red-haired ghosts!"

"What do you know? Since they are all foreign devils, they must all be members of the same family. Can a family look alike?"

"That's not right! I heard that these Rakshasa ghosts all ran away from the underworld, and they like to eat living human flesh and drink living human blood. Although those red-haired ghosts are all from other vassals, they are not like this, right? ?”

"Who knows, but if these Rakshasa ghosts ran away from the underworld, King of Hell. If we kill them, wouldn't we send them back to their hometowns, and then what should we do if they complain to the Lord of Hell?"

"What's there to be afraid of? This is what His Majesty and the old man ordered to kill. Your Majesty is the True Dragon Emperor. Even if the King of Hell faces him, he still has to give some face, not to mention these gangs of Rakshasa who sneaked out from the underworld. ghost?"

"..."

The people watching were talking a lot, but the Cossack prisoners on the stage who were about to be beheaded were already trembling with fear.

Besikov was even more frightened. Even after he was released from prison, he still felt that the Khitans were trying to take advantage of him. After all, he is still useful, especially as a noble official of Tsarist Russia who has a lot of information in his hands.

In addition, there are so many elite Cossack soldiers. As the best mercenary unit in Tsarist Russia, even if they go to any noble lord, they must pardon their crimes and use them for their own use.

But now, why are these Khitans completely indifferent and even want to kill them? Isn't this wrong?

Besikov wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout at all. His mouth had been tightly gagged and his body was tied up. Behind all the Cossack prisoners, there were two officers and soldiers responsible for escorting them to prevent these people from violently dying. Resist.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the prison officer took out the official document from the Ministry of Punishment and handed it to his subordinates to read it out.

When the crimes of these Cossacks were read out one by one, the affairs of the Heilongjiang Dusi were ignored by the people.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Quickly kill these Rakshasa ghosts."

"It's okay to kill people, but you actually dare to eat people."

The people were already excited. From this moment on, they remembered that there was a Rakshasa country to the north of the Ming Dynasty. This Rakshasa country grew hair, drank blood, killed and cannibalized people.

Hundreds of Cossacks and Siberian natives were taken to the execution ground in turn. There were originally more, but they basically died of illness on the way due to problems such as acclimatization and insufficient warmth.

Ming Dynasty was too lazy to use allicin and other good medicines on these prisoners. Now it seems that it is easier for them, at least they don't need to behead them. Hundreds of people lined up and were forcibly sent up to have their heads chopped off one by one. The heads rolled down into the baskets. The executioner's actions were swift and brutal. Except for some lucky ones, most of the Cossacks and indigenous prisoners died in pain.

Although Besikov had been in Siberia for more than three years and was used to the barbarism and cruelty there, he was still frightened by this kind of beheading in front of his face. This feeling of imminent death, especially because the middle batches were chopped too roughly, survived for a while and were still wailing in pain, frightened the Tsarist Russian "noble" to the point of fainting on the spot.

A specially arranged doctor rushed to the rescue, forced him to wake up, and continued to watch the beheading.

It didn't take long for hundreds of people to be chopped down, and the entire execution ground was stained red with blood. Besikov was carried up by two soldiers because his legs could no longer stand straight.

"puff!"

The executioner was very serious, spitting out a mouthful of strong wine on the ghost head knife. The blood on the knife was still wet, and blood mixed with strong liquor was dripping down.

Besikov was shaking all over and his body was already limp. A beheading stake had to be brought in and held down by two soldiers.

"Leave people under the knife!"

At this moment, a cavalryman suddenly rushed over and took out the imperial edict: "Your Majesty wants to see the Rakshasa prisoner Besikov for personal trial. There is no need to execute him today!"

The executioner knew the news a long time ago and symbolically accepted the imperial edict. Then he waved his hand and took Besikov off the execution ground.

In just a few minutes, this guy experienced the baptism of life and death, and became the only survivor of all the Rakshasa captives. I couldn't help but be more in awe of the mysterious Khitan Emperor, and at the same time I said to myself: "Thank you to the merciful God! If I can survive and be reused by the Khitan Emperor and become a noble again, I will definitely build a brand new church for you."

Since the Reformation of Vladimir I, all Russians have been Orthodox Christians.

Besikov did not get any time to rest, so he was directly escorted to the imperial city by a Ming army with official duties. After a strict body search and inspection, it was determined that he did not carry any dangerous items, and then he was escorted into the palace.

Before meeting the emperor, Besikov had already seen the majestic imperial city. Although his official title in Tsarist Russia was not high, he had also seen the palace of the tsar. Nowadays, compared with the Khitan emperor's palace, it is simply the difference between a thatched house and a mansion, maybe even worse.

Now, he was even more sure that he was definitely still useful. The Khitan Emperor probably wouldn't kill him anymore, and he might even really want to reuse him.

After walking for a long time, Besikov was led to the Huagai Palace. The female officials in the palace led them into the palace.

When Besikov saw these maids and officials in the imperial city, he had no desire at all. Instead, he felt that he was worthy of the Khitan Emperor. Even the maids in the palace were not comparable to their tsar.

In fact, this is entirely an illusion created by Besikov himself, not to mention that the aesthetics of the two countries are unlikely to be completely consistent. This guy has survived in Siberia for more than three years. It would be nice to see women during this period, but how can he expect to see any beautiful women.

The food in the Ming Dynasty Palace must be good, and the person who can be selected as a palace maid is either a Korean tribute girl, or one who has been selected before. She must not be ugly. It is not that the emperor is lustful, but at least she must be eye-catching, right?

Entering the main hall, there was a man wearing a yellow robe sitting on the top floor.

Is this the Khitan Emperor?

The design of the Forbidden City was based on optical physics. The designer may not know what physics is, but he must know how to make the emperor look more sacred and majestic in the eyes of His Highness and his officials.

Besikov only watched for a moment. The mental pressure on the execution ground had not gone away. Now combined with the magical light and shadow effects of the palace hall, his heart suddenly moved and he couldn't help but knelt down to pay homage: "Your Majesty, the great Khitan Emperor, don't Sikov is willing to surrender to you and fight for the Khitan Empire."

The interpreter of Honglu Temple had already stood in front of His Highness. Hearing Besikov's words, he quickly relayed it to the emperor.

Zhu Yijiong frowned slightly: "I am not the Emperor of Khitan, I am the Emperor of China in the Ming Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)