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Chapter 1773 1774 The Other Side of the Tang Army

"May your soul repent for the crimes you have committed in this life, and eventually find the way back to the land of mercy like a lost lamb." A judge sent by the Tang Kingdom looked up at the noble standing on the stool and finished his lines in a programmed manner.

He had no pity for the dying man. The dwarf baron standing on the stool was already crying. He really had never thought that one day he would be hung on such a damn tree, surrounded by so many untouchables, and die in such a humble way.

All the land around here belongs to him...or used to belong to him. In order to get so much land, he did a lot of evil things. But isn't that what all nobles do? He just did what everyone would do.

Who would have known that the Tang army would break down his door, arrest his entire family, and then find a group of poor people to conduct an inexplicable trial against him, a wealthy and powerful nobleman.

At that time, he only remembered an old lady saying that he killed her son. He didn't remember who the other person was at all, but he remembered that he did send people to beat up a stupid farmer who refused to sell his land.

A life for a life, not to mention he killed more than one person. Soon the verdict was placed in front of him, which listed his numerous crimes and also his fate.

At that time, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He was even prepared to bribe the judge and donate part of his property to the military in exchange for an opportunity to continue to abuse his power.

Unfortunately... he was wrong.

The spring breeze is not necessarily warm, and the Tang army's actions in the Ice Empire were not always very restrained. In fact, they showed a tough side in many places, whether it was the local tyrants or the bandits who made mistakes, they carried out severe reckoning.

The Tang army carried out a series of familiar operations in the area they actually controlled: first, they confiscated the land of local landlords and gentry and arrested all the nobles.

Then they held a trial in the local area and hung all the landlords and nobles who had oppressed the people on street lamps.

Of course, there were no street lights in many places, so these landlords and nobles might also be hung on trees or other messy places.

After eliminating the landlords and nobles who owned large amounts of land, the Tang army distributed all the confiscated land to local farmers.

This is also the routine they are familiar with, and what follows is a whole set of plans: one year of tax exemption, provision of seeds, assistance in teaching and popularizing planting techniques... In short, the Tang Empire will keep the farmers firmly under its control.

They fairly distributed the vast land they had seized to farmers who had worked hard for generations but were still poor. The tax exemption nourished the land like spring rain, allowing them to farm with peace of mind; the high-quality seeds were like seeds of hope, sown in everyone's heart; and the teaching of agricultural technology injected new vitality and hope into the land.

"For justice." The Tang judge kicked away the stool under the dwarf noble's feet, and the dwarf's heavy body straightened the rope around his neck.

The dwarf noble struggled desperately, but his weight meant that he couldn't breathe, and his struggle became weaker and weaker as time went by. Until his kicking feet stopped moving, the crowd around him finally cheered enthusiastically.

Behind this corpse, which was still shaking slightly, there was another corpse hanging. This corpse was also full of evil. Before the arrival of the Tang Empire's army, he cruelly exploited more than 30 workers who made a living in his sweatshop.

These workers worked so hard in this factory for a whole year, but they didn't earn a penny except for barely enough to eat.

The other party always finds various reasons to withhold wages, and also hires some thugs to brutally suppress those workers who try to resist.

Now, his bodies and those of the gangsters were hanging on another big tree not far away, like salted fish drying in the sun.

In addition to killing the landlords and nobles, the Tang Empire did not let go of the evil bandits.

Many troops, including the notorious 9th Army of the Ice Empire, were purged, many officers were directly sentenced to death, and many soldiers would have their sentences doubled or be executed directly if someone pointed out the perpetrators.

This is completely different from the warm and gentle style shown by the Tang army in other places. The Tang army was extremely cruel when dealing with these people.

The Tang army showed no mercy when shooting. They set a world record in Dalcas by executing more than 4000 bandits in one breath.

Newspapers within the Tang Empire continuously reported these trials and just verdicts. Then the news reached the Allied Forces, who began to make a fuss about these matters, saying that the Tang army massacred prisoners and abused surrendered prisoners of war.

The Tang Empire ignored such false accusations. What they wanted was to deter those opponents who were hoping for a lucky break. As long as they could make the other side feel afraid, their goal would be achieved.

The continuous gunfire seemed to never stop. A group of dwarf soldiers with their hands and feet tied together were escorted by Tang soldiers holding assault rifles and walked towards a wall full of bullet holes.

The wall was already stained with blood, and the bloodstains had not even dried yet. In front of this wall, the Tang army had already killed hundreds of criminals who had committed many crimes.

"Ramiel!" The Tang officer standing next to the wall looked down at the list in his hand and confirmed mechanically.

The dwarf soldier wet his pants when he heard his name: "I was wrong! Forgive me, I know I was wrong, please, give me a chance. I beg you."

Of course he had heard of this wall. Among the prisoners of war, this wall had a name, called the Wall of Confession. Everyone who came here would confess devoutly, because what awaited them was the most severe judgment.

"In the village of Xipola, you raped a woman and eventually killed her. You then participated in the burning of the entire village, leaving 162 people homeless and eventually freezing to death in the fields. Do you plead guilty?" The Tang officer confirmed the other party's crime without even raising his head.

The dwarf soldier struggled to break free from the rope and shouted nervously: "I was wrong. My captain ordered me to do this. I, I was wrong. I was really wrong..."

"Yorkel." Ignoring the other party, the Tang army officer continued to confirm the next criminal to be executed. This guy named York was also struggling, and while struggling he denied: "It's not me, you must be mistaken, I have never done anything bad, I am innocent, I am really innocent, let me go, I am wronged."

"You killed two old men in Xipola Village, stole their clothes and food, and set their house on fire..." The Tang officer glanced at the other party and coldly stated the reason why the other party was taken here.

After being stunned for a second, the guy named Yorker became even more furious: "Damn it, which bastard betrayed me? It must be Sirloin! He's not here! It must be him! Bastard! He's a bastard! A coward!"

He remembered the thin dwarf young man. When he passed by the village, because of cowardice or kindness, the dwarf named Sharon did not enjoy the fair girls in the village, nor did he rob the moldy bread, and of course he did not dare to set fire to the houses covered in blood.

At that time, they laughed at the young man named Sirloin and called him a coward, and then disdainfully refused to give him any food...

It was a blessing from heaven that this skinny dwarf young man could survive to the end. He should have died in Ironforge or some other damn place long ago.

"All criminals have been identified!" A soldier walked up to the officer with an assault rifle, raised his chin and reported loudly.

"Execute!" The officer signed his name on the list and handed the document to the judge. Amid the excited cheers of the onlookers, the soldiers of the Tang army stood in a row and raised their rifles.

"I was forced! I was forced! Let me go! Let me go!" The dwarf prisoners with their hands and feet trapped twisted their bodies and roared loudly.

On the other side, a prisoner had a fierce look in his eyes. He struggled and shouted loudly: "You crazy people! I will kill you! Kill you!"

"They are slaughtering prisoners of war! They are killing people! Are you just going to watch?" The officer among the prisoners shouted in despair to the crowd watching over there.

But he saw in despair that in the eyes of those Dalcas civilians, there seemed to be only the pleasure of revenge and excited smiles.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After a series of gunshots, all the criminals who were shouting just now turned into a pile of corpses lying in a pool of blood.

"Do you want to pause for a moment? The scene is quite bloody after all." In the crowd, the civil official in charge of the local administration of Dalcas asked the dwarf representative sitting next to him.

The bearded dwarf representative shook his head and replied calmly, "All of us should have died, but we have survived until now just to watch these scum die. We don't feel disgusted. If you saw the crimes they committed here, you would understand how we feel now."

After he finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears before continuing, "The suffering they experienced was not even one tenth of what we experienced. At least you judged them fairly and verified every crime of these demons... When they killed my father and tore my daughter's clothes, there was no reason."

"I hope that everything we do can bring you a little comfort." The civil affairs officer of the Tang Kingdom sighed and spoke.

"Blood debt must be paid with blood!" The man said firmly, gritting his teeth. He fought for the Ice Empire until the last moment, and was even ready to sacrifice his life.

But how did the Ice Empire treat him? The Ice Empire's soldiers robbed his home, killed his father, and mutilated his daughter! When he returned home, he saw only the robbed house and dried blood on the ground.

No one would have any feelings for the extinct Ice Empire anymore, nor would anyone have any sympathy for the bandits who committed numerous crimes in Darkas.

The bloody wind blew by, making the faces of many women who had experienced the disaster even paler, but they had no intention of retreating. They still stood there with their clothes wrapped tightly, watching the Tang army clean up the corpses on the ground.

Another group of prisoners were brought in, and there was another commotion. Everyone who came here was crying out that they were wronged, blaming others, and trying to excuse themselves. Unfortunately, everyone who was sent here had a good reason.

Until now, until this moment, these people still have not repented, and still have not realized the mistakes they made. They are either arrogant or collapsed, or crying or struggling, but no one thinks they are wrong.

They thought they were just following orders and carrying out the orders from above, but they did not admit that it was their escalation of the situation that caused many civilians in the war zone to suffer a devastating disaster.

Therefore, no one sympathizes with their ugly appearance, and no one has pity on them. The people standing in front of this wall of repentance are no different from those who stood here before, so their fate is destined to be no different.

Those who have the slightest chance of being saved will not be sent here. They will serve their sentences in labor camps until they have paid for their sins.

Of course, it is impossible for this trial process to be completely error-free. There are certainly people who were wrongly convicted, and there are probably even more who were missed, but no one cares about that.

There was another series of gunshots, another round of hoarse cheers, and in the not-so-warm spring breeze, another group of prisoners' bodies were dragged away from the wall covered with bullet holes and blood.

When Aunt Xilin saw the letter from Marvin, she clearly felt that her youngest son seemed to be in a good mood. She could feel that her son's words were more confident.

What she didn't know was that after she beat up the deputy camp commander, the entire labor camp began to improve. Of course, Xilin couldn't know how her son had grown, but she was still happy for her son.

The prisoners in the labor camp led by Ma Wen were also happy because they no longer had to worry about their lives. As long as they completed their work, they would not be beaten to death... For them, at least the Tang Empire provided them with something called fairness.

They eat the food of the Tang Empire, use the things of the Tang Empire, so they have to work honestly for the Tang Empire... This is fair. They have never enjoyed such fairness, and now... it is right in front of them.

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