The wicked man knew all too well that only such ruthless methods could make the Baiyue people completely submit.
In the darkness of night, Panyu City fell into a deathly silence.
Corpses lay scattered throughout the streets and alleys, and the stench of blood permeated the air.
Occasionally, a few barks could be heard, but they were immediately shot dead.
This night was not only the night of the destruction of the Baiyue, but also the beginning of the Qin Dynasty's bloody methods.
The seeds of fear have been deeply planted in the hearts of the Baiyue people.
And this is exactly the effect the wicked husband wanted.
Only by completely depriving them of the courage to resist can the Qin Dynasty's rule last.
Dawn is approaching, and a new manhunt is about to begin.
The wicked man convened a meeting of officers to assign tasks.
"How did it go tonight?" he asked.
"Reporting to the Grand Commandant," an officer stepped forward, "we captured over eight hundred nobles and officials' families, and executed them all. We seized countless valuables; the gold and silver alone filled three large granaries."
"Very good." The wicked man nodded in satisfaction. "Put these valuables away for now. After the confiscation is complete, I, the Grand Commandant, will make my own arrangements."
"Furthermore," he added, "starting tomorrow, we will set up reporting points throughout the city. Anyone who reports the hiding of nobles will be richly rewarded. In this way, these fugitives will have nowhere to hide."
"The Grand Commandant is brilliant!" the officers exclaimed.
"Furthermore," the wicked man's eyes flashed with a cold light, "order the craftsmen to erect public display platforms throughout the city. From now on, anyone who disobeys will be hung on these platforms for three days as a warning! Let the Baiyue people always remember the price of resistance."
The orders were passed down one by one.
The Qin army's control is tightening, and a vast net woven from fear is enveloping the entire city.
This is the iron-fisted rule of the empire—establishing authority with bloodshed, teaching lessons with lives, and making submission the only option for the Baiyue people!
As the sky begins to lighten with the first hint of dawn, another blood-red sunrise is about to begin.
The wicked man stood atop the city wall, looking at the city shrouded in fear, a cold smile playing on his lips.
The iron hooves and ruthlessness of the Qin Dynasty will forever be etched on this land!
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