svetikya Chapter 184
Chapter 184
That afternoon, the sun shone obliquely on the ancient execution ground, adding a layer of tragic golden light to this solemn and heavy moment.
Si Tu Wang Yun, dressed in court clothes, stood tall and upright on the top of the high platform, with a righteous light in his eyes, personally handling the final trial of Dong Zhuo.
All around, the sea of people was like a tide, and the people were either indignant or sighing, because this notorious man was about to meet his due fate. Their discussions and sighs intertwined together, forming a torrent of public opinion that could not be ignored, and jointly witnessed the turning point of history.
"Dong Zhuo! From the moment you stepped into Luoyang, you were like a locust passing through, burning, killing, looting, and doing everything. You have committed many crimes. Even the paper in the bamboo forest can hardly list all your evil deeds!" Wang Yun's voice penetrated the noise of the crowd and echoed over the execution ground. Every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds and hit people's hearts directly.
"Today, we are here not for our own selfishness, but for the people of the world, for the justice and righteousness that you have trampled on, to launch this just trial! Dong Zhuo, your seven major crimes, each of which is ironclad and cannot be quibbled!"
The first crime: privately deposing and enthroning, Dong Zhuo deposed the young emperor as the King of Hongnong and enthroned the King of Chenliu as the emperor!
The second crime: abusing members of the royal family and killing the young emperor!
The third crime: debauching the harem!
The fourth crime: harming the people!
The fifth crime: killing the rich indiscriminately, excavating the imperial tombs, and stealing the burial objects!
The sixth crime: arbitrarily moving the capital and burning Luoyang!
The seventh crime: killing court officials indiscriminately, causing the death of the previous emperor!
"These seven crimes are abhorrent to both humans and gods! They are intolerable to heaven!"
Below, Dong Zhuo was wearing mottled prison clothes, his face was as hard as steel, his eyes were intertwined with disbelief and fury, he stared at Wang Yun who was dressed in gorgeous clothes on the high platform.
"This... is just an absurd dream! How could my Xiliang Iron Cavalry, invincible and undefeated, end up like this, being put under the blade of judgment by you rats?"
He roared, with a bit of unwillingness and desperate struggle in his voice.
"God damn it! No one in this world can judge me! Even if God comes, he can't judge me!"
"I! But..."
However, before he finished speaking, an expressionless soldier holding a heavy stick ruthlessly swung it down, raining down on Dong Zhuo. Each blow was accompanied by a dull sound, shattering his arrogant words and unyielding will. In the end, he could only curl up on the ground and let the pain and humiliation swallow him.
Liu Yao stood on one side, his fingertips gently slid across the cold Tang horizontal sword in his hand, his eyes full of disdain and coldness. "Old thief, the road to the underworld is near, but you still bark like a dog. It's really ridiculous!"
Dong Zhuo struggled, a dark red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he coughed violently, but his eyes burned with unwilling flames.
"Liu Yao! If you really have the courage, then remove these minions and let the two of us fight to the death!" Although his voice was weak, it still carried the domineering and proud character of the past.
"Liu Yao heard this, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, "You? Fight with me? I'm afraid your blood will taint my sword that has been through the battlefield. You are not worthy."
At this time, Wang Yun on the high platform had a cold expression and waved his sleeves lightly, as if he had issued an irresistible judgment. Following his action, several soldiers responded quickly, leading several untamed foals into the field, and the air was filled with a depressing and heavy atmosphere.
"Execution - torn Dong Zhuo apart by chariot! "Wang Yun's voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, announcing the arrival of Dong Zhuo's doom.
Several strong soldiers quickly stepped forward, and they skillfully wrapped the thick hemp rope tightly around Dong Zhuo's limbs and neck.
"Let go! Let me go! How can I, Dong Zhuo, die here! I won't! I won't! "His hoarse roar resounded through the sky. Although his body struggled hard like a bloated worm, it finally seemed so small and powerless under the wheel of fate.
Dong Zhuo kept struggling, squirming like a big fat maggot, but he could not escape the disaster of being torn apart by a chariot.
Soon he was put on a hemp rope.
Dong Dong Dong Dong——
The dull and solemn drum sound suddenly rose, like the echo of an ancient battlefield, foreshadowing an irreversible verdict. The faces of the soldiers became stern in the drumbeats, and the whips in their hands fell heavily like the strokes of judgment.
Sigh Lu Lu——
The horses seemed to feel the tragic grandeur in the air, and they neighed in unison. The sound penetrated the sky, with a bit of unruly and wailing.
In an instant, their four hooves were like wind, like arrows from a string, running wildly in their respective directions.
The rope was tightened to the extreme at this moment, as if the sound of space being torn apart could be heard.
DongZhuo's body twisted and pulled under this force, and every "puff" sounded like the last struggle before the fire of life was extinguished, heavy and shrill.
And his corpse left on the ground was ignited by the angry people around him, directly "lighting the sky lantern"
Then, Li Ru and Zhang Ji and others under Dong Zhuo were all pulled up.
All these people were beheaded without exception.
After Liu Yao dealt with these things, Liu Yao prepared another thing, that is, to bury the little emperor.
But Yuan Shao and others' patience had already been exhausted.
The late emperor had just been buried not long ago, and the day of the funeral had not passed, so they gathered everyone to discuss the matter of the late emperor.
"Everyone! At present, the late emperor has passed away. The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. We still need to establish a lord as soon as possible!"
Yuan Shao gathered everyone and began his purpose.
"Everyone, this Liu Bangchang next to me is a relative of the Han Dynasty. He is also the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan and is from the same lineage as you, Liu Yao, but his position is a little higher than yours."
Liu Yao looked at the old man who was already in his twilight years beside Yuan Shao, and it was a bit difficult to breathe.
Isn't this person older than himself? He is almost buried.
"Haha, why haven't I heard of Liu Bangchang serving in the court?"
Gongsun Zan sneered at the side.
"Brother Bogui, this person is so old, even if he has served in the government, he would have retired and returned home long ago."
Liu Yao did not forget to mock Yuan Shao at the side.
"Hahaha!"
Kong Rong, Cao Cao and others laughed out loud.
"Hmph! Elders are respected! Liu Yao! According to seniority, you should call him uncle! How dare you be so rude! You are disrespectful to your elders!"
Yuan Shao was furious when he heard this, and his face flushed.
At this time, Prime Minister Wang Yun openly opposed Yuan Shao.
"Yuan Benchu, Liu Bangchang is really too old. Once he dies, the power will probably fall into the hands of certain people, right?"
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