Chapter 46: Thunder from the sky, the gods are angry (Part 2)
At the beginning of the Si hour, all the members of the Jiang family were dragged onto the execution platform.
There is about an hour left before the execution at noon.
There was a riot in the military camp last night.
When they heard that all the Jiang family generals, including women and children, were detained and were about to be beheaded, the passionate young soldiers spontaneously organized a resistance.
However, because they had no leader, everyone's strength could not be united, and they were eventually arrested by Su's army.
The leaders were all strangled to death.
The body is still hung high on the city gate as a warning to others.
This is the consequence of resistance.
The person supervising the execution today is a general from the Su family, Su Cong. He and Jiang's father are the kind of people who never get tired of each other.
Su Cong walked to the side of Jiang's father.
He looked down at Jiang's father, whose hair was disheveled and who looked listless, and lifted his boot to lift Jiang's father's face, forcing him to look at him.
"Jiang Younian, I didn't expect that. How come the Jiang family suddenly disappeared?"
"Did you see those corpses on the city wall? They were all people who overestimated their own abilities, like your son."
"It's all garbage."
After Su Cong finished speaking, he spat in Jiang's father's face.
The implication of humiliation is extremely obvious.
Jiang's father's hands were handcuffed behind his back with iron chains, and a wooden frame was tied around his neck. He was forced to kneel on the ground.
The closed eyes finally slowly opened.
There was no emotion in his eyes, and he only spoke in a hoarse voice: "Traitors will eventually be punished by heaven."
The people of Daliang still have reverence for God.
Every year, all the major temples are bustling with incense, so Jiang's father's words immediately made Su Cong angry.
He kicked Jiang's father in the face.
"You old fool, you dare to curse me before you die."
"General!"
Everyone in the Jiang family watched as their once majestic and ruthless head of the family was trampled underfoot by others, and their already cracked eyes filled with anger and bloodshot.
The people in the audience were divided into two factions.
One faction wants to rescue Jiang's army, while the other wants them dead.
Time passes.
The sunlight shifted its angle and came directly overhead.
The time for execution has come.
Even though some people at the scene were shouting, "Jiang Jiajun is innocent! Please ask the court to conduct another investigation. The traitor is someone else!"
There is already a tendency for them to rush forward and rescue the prisoners.
But the people had no chance of winning against the army.
No more variables.
Su Cong held the beheading token in his hand, looked at the Jiang family members who were kneeling on the ground with contempt, and threw it away.
"cut!"
The token fell and the executioner wiped his hands.
About to raise the sword.
Everyone's heart was in a knot, and they didn't dare to look at the scene of the massacre where blood was flowing like a river.
I closed my eyes and silence spread.
But the next moment a woman's voice broke the silence.
“Wait!”
Jiang Qingqing took off her veil, revealing her face. Holding the dragon talisman that symbolized the crown prince, she stepped onto the execution platform under the gaze of everyone.
The cold wind blew and blew her skirt away.
There was a hint of coldness in those peach blossom eyes, and his steps were light and firm.
He raised the dragon talisman in his hand and looked at the people on the stage, "I am the crown prince of Daliang. In this critical moment, seeing the talisman is like seeing the emperor!"
"The imperial court has issued a decree: today, everyone in the Jiang family is innocent!"
Her voice is not loud, but every word she says is powerful.
The frail figure stood in the center of the soldiers, exuding an undeniable sense of majesty. Even though she was alone, she was not afraid.
Su Cong had met Jiang Qingqing at the palace banquet.
This incident was unexpected.
He quickly called his attendant and asked him to pass the message to Liu Yi.
The people in the audience immediately became agitated when they saw this scene, especially those who supported Jiang's army.
"The Jiang family army is innocent! His Highness said, not guilty!"
"Release him quickly, release General Jiang!"
Everyone pushed the Su family soldiers who were blocking them in front of the stage, "Let them go! Come on, let's go save the general!"
“…”
The audience was in chaos.
Relying on the support of their superiors, the people mustered up the courage to fight against the army.
The people were about to break through the fence.
Su Cong glared sullenly at Jiang Qingqing, who was standing in the center of the stage. A fierce look crossed his face. He shouted, "How dare you, you daring thief, pretend to be the princess!"
"Someone! Catch him!"
The powerful sound of breathing instantly spread across the empty space.
This stunned the people who were fighting below the stage.
"Isn't this Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
"Impossible! I saw her in front of the Governor's Mansion. She was standing with Major General Jiang!"
The doubts about Jiang Qingqing's identity made her supporters seem to lose their backbone in an instant.
It was this moment of hesitation.
Let the other party quickly seize the opportunity and start shouting wildly.
They were already fed up with not having enough food to eat and not having a place to live.
Now that they have someone to blame, they wish the Jiang family would die!
"Kill the Jiang family army! Kill this fake princess!"
Su Cong on the stage looked at the chaotic scene.
I was worried that Jiang Qingqing would bring the Golden Guards with her, but after a while, I saw that she was alone.
Su Cong smiled.
Emperor Liang had long been deposed, and now the Empress Dowager and the Prime Minister had the final say.
He took the big knife held by the executioner beside him and walked towards Jiang Qingqing in Taichung with a smile.
He sneered, "You should use your brain before you act."
Just like Jiang Yu.
He insisted on doing what he wanted and ended up half dead. He has not woken up since the jailbreak.
Breathing seems to be there and not there.
Father Jiang's face turned ashen. His eyes, which had been lifeless at first, burst into a strong desire to survive when he saw Jiang Qingqing in trouble. He stood in front of Jiang Qingqing.
"Su Cong! It's fine that you've joined the rebels, but now you've even dared to touch the crown prince of Daliang!"
The Jiang family rarely returned to Beijing, so they didn't recognize Jiang Qingqing.
But they recognized the dragon talisman.
The old, weak, women and children listened to what Jiang's father said, and all dragged their half-crippled bodies to lean towards Jiang Qingqing.
Not for asylum.
But to protect her.
The Daliang royal family has few heirs, and the only one with the royal blood of the Jiang family, apart from Emperor Liang, is Jiang Qingqing.
The Jiang family has been loyal to Daliang all their lives, as if it were engraved in their blood.
Su Cong watched them struggling before death.
The smile became more exaggerated.
"Just a cornered dog."
As soon as Su Cong said this.
Jiang Qingqing looked up at the sky.
The originally cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the gloomy sky seemed to be collapsing.
A sense of fear and oppression from an unknown world came over me strongly.
Suddenly, purple lightning streaked across the sky, tearing a hole in the sky. Several huge purple lightning bolts with a power of 100,000 volts poured down with roaring thunder. It was a visual feast.
Thunderbolt Bala sent sparks flying everywhere, crashing heavily onto the surrounding surface of the table.
Thunder and lightning are reveling.
It pierced through the ground.
He pierced through the executioner on the stage and the Su family army, including Su Cong who was walking towards Jiang Qingqing with a big knife in his hand.
Everyone was blinded by the sudden lightning that struck them.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw only charred corpses lying stiffly on the stage.
Su Cong still held the big knife in his hand.
However, he, who was so arrogant just now, was now lying on the ground and had no chance to shout anymore.
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