Ashoka initially pleaded desperately for mercy, hoping the executioners would spare his life.
However, the more he begged for mercy, the less anyone paid him any attention; to them, Ashoka was nothing but trash.
The common people below were also shocked, especially the women. Looking at the soldiers of the Great Hero Dynasty around them, they all panicked. They all understood that at this moment, there was nothing they could do; they could only obediently submit to these soldiers forever.
When the women saw the soldiers of the Great Ya Dynasty around them, they immediately knelt down, all of them trembling with fear.
“My master, we will always call you that. My master, we will always be good to you. Our hearts will always belong to you.”
“We only ask to live, we only ask not to suffer like King Ashoka. We can never endure such torment again. We will always be your servants.”
Upon seeing this, the women knelt down, and the men also fell to their knees with a thud. They were already terrified; what Ashoka was facing was something these men would never have wanted to face under any circumstances.
When everyone saw this, they smiled coldly. Whether it was these women or these men, they absolutely could not be allowed to show the slightest intention of resistance.
"Listen up, all of you. From now on, if anyone dares to harbor even the slightest thought of rebellion against the people of our Great Xia Dynasty, Ashoka will be your example." Han Xin's voice came from behind, and everyone nodded in agreement.
“You lowly bastards, you are nothing but a giant worm in this society. You people have no right to live with dignity here. You people are just waiting to be torn apart by us.”
These Indians didn't dare to have the slightest thought of resistance; whatever they said went.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
They now fully understand that the other party only wanted to spare their lives. Once the other party's true motives are revealed, these Indians are no match for Li Cunxiao alone.
All the Indians knelt down there respectfully.
At noon, the executioners were drinking and making merry on the high platform.
Ashoka was bleeding profusely from her body; at this point, she was barely clinging to life.
"Don't let this guy die. Our Commander Han has demanded that he be executed by slow slicing, 36,000 cuts, not 3,600."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They suggested covering Ashoka's body with a fishing net and then gently tightening it. This would expose Ashoka's flesh through the gaps in the net, at which point the flesh on the net could be gently cut away.
Only by using this method is it possible to cut him with a knife.
Seeing everyone's excited faces, everyone was overjoyed.
"Get him some food, don't let him die easily. If he dies easily, things will get complicated. Do you all understand?"
An executioner picked up a piece of meat, held a cup of wine, and walked up to Ashoka. The piece of meat was freshly roasted beef.
"Eat some meat and drink some wine first, don't die so easily. Our Hailar will keep you alive for at least ten days."
At this moment, Ashoka was in no mood for eating meat or drinking wine. He looked at the meat and shook his head.
"You son of a bitch, you don't know how to be polite. I'm giving you meat to eat, and you're shaking your head. What, you don't want to live? Let me tell you, our Commander Han intends to let you live for ten days and ten nights."
Han Xin not only wanted to kill King Ashoka, but also to establish his authority here, and to have all the people of the country come here to witness how King Ashoka died.
In other words, it's impossible to let Ashoka die so easily; these Japanese devils said that the priority now is to keep Ashoka alive.
Just then, one of Ashoka's queens came over, knelt down heavily, and kowtowed several times to the executioners on the platform.
"My lords," the queen said, "our king is not used to these dishes. He only likes the curry that I make myself." She then stood up, carrying a plate, and slowly walked towards the platform.
When the executioners saw that Queen Ashoka had personally brought them food, they all wanted to see what kind of dishes she had prepared.
"Not bad, not bad. You do have some conscience after all. I'd like to see what kind of delicacies you prepare for your king."
"I really didn't expect that out of so many women, you were the only one who dared to come."
"Bring me the curry you made. I want to see what it tastes like."
The executioners talked and laughed, and how could the princess dare to refuse? The princess carried the plate to the crowd and knelt down heavily. Everyone looked at the plate and saw what it was.
The contents of the plate were sparse and looked like paste.
"Is this the food you prepared for your king? Is this even edible? It looks like runny excrement."
"You woman, you're not here to harass us, are you? Tell me this is what you make."
"Does your big yellow dog really want to eat something that looks like poop? What's so good about that? It's better to eat my own excrement."
Everyone frowned when they saw the curry rice. They never expected things to turn out this way, and they never imagined that the so-called delicacy was this stuff.
The concubine nodded repeatedly.
"My lords, do you not want our great cat to only like the food I cook? Our king has never tasted any food made by anyone other than mine in his entire life?"
The Japanese soldiers thought the princess was joking, but to their utter surprise, she stood up and slowly walked to Ashoka. Upon smelling the curry, Ashoka instantly opened his tightly closed eyes.
"My dear, you've finally arrived. I haven't had a proper meal in the past two days. I never thought I'd be able to eat your delicious cooking before I die. I just heard from them that they've been torturing me for over ten days."
"I only have one wish now. I can't go on living. I just hope that for the next ten days or so, I can eat the meals you cook for me every day."
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