"Cutting off one hand is equivalent to cutting off the possibility of him returning to the right path, and even short-term workers in the farm have not accepted punishment."

"Hard work? Cannibalism?"

"Don't you think this is too unfair to the dead Wolf Town people?" Reid said sarcastically: "Law-wise, Paratu does not recognize bandits. Bandits and others are citizens of the Republic. Naturally, they do not have any civil rights, and anyone can hunt them.

A twelve-year-old child did not voluntarily join the bandits, but was forced to become bandits. Based on this, it would be meaningless to give him a reduction in sentence. In a few years, you will see him in a bandit in Xinken Land. Just ask the executioner and you will know that there are countless criminals who have been executed who have been repeatedly punished."

"What should I do?"

"What should I do? Give him a piece of property so that he can support himself, and he will not become a bandit again in the future. But don't you think this is too unfair to the dead people of Wolf Town?" The old beg monk said in a calm tone: "You are the garrison officer of Wolf Town, not the garrison officer of the Massayana bandit gang. Your duty is to protect this land and people, not to worry about the fate of a bandit!"

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After the executioner was ready, the solemn bell rang out of the church.

The guards of Wolf Town opened the prison door and escorted the seven bandits all the way to the town square.

There were at least a thousand people watching in the middle of the road: farmers and Dusa people from five villages, long-term workers working in the manors, owners of the manors riding horses, and their wives and daughters sitting in the carriage... Almost all the people from Langtun rushed to the town.

Seeing this formation, the nervous expressions of several guards were beyond words, and sweat beads were also oozing from Gillard's forehead, for fear that something would happen to cause a commotion.

Suddenly a woman squeezed out of the wall, rushed to the prisoner, and beat the prisoner desperately with the stone in her hand.

Wahika and another guard rushed forward and separated the two. The woman was pushed to the side and fell into the soil and cried bitterly.

The bearded prisoner laughed and spat at the woman.

Seeing this, Vahika was furious and punched the bearded prisoner in the center of the face.

The prisoner was beaten to the ground with his feet off the ground, and his nose bones and two front teeth broke on the spot. Before he could spit out the blood from his mouth, another guard took out a piece of rag and stuffed his mouth full.

A burst of cheers rang out from the crowd, and the news spread as fast as the wind, and people already knew that the woman was the wife of a deceased.

The people of Langzhen present lived through hard work, so they naturally became full of resentment towards the bandits. With their sympathy for the unfortunate woman, their anger burned even more intensely.

It took a short distance from the security office to the town square, and there were stones mixed with curses flying towards the prisoners.

The trial process was very simple. Several Dusaks told the story of the ambush on the day of the escort. Mr. Xiao Benting also appeared in court to identify the bandits, and asked to return blood with tears.

After the simple process, the town square was quiet enough to hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground. People held their breath and waited for the final ruling of the garrison officer.

The voice of the sentencing was cold: "Death penalty, all."

The cheers spread from the front row of the human wall to the end. The prisoners who could grit their teeth before finally couldn't help crying bitterly, and the childish childish voices cried the most miserable.

But no one cared about their tears. The guards dragged the prisoners from the ground to the execution ground, and people flocked to the execution ground with the guards behind them.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the open space northwest of the town, the town carpenters built a temporary platform a few days ago.

Franz Schmidt, the executioner who was respected as the "famous teacher Franz", was dressed in a grand dress and had already been waiting there with his assistant.

The closer they are to the execution ground, the more the emotions of the death row prisoners are, the more they are, the more they are struggling to death, and some are crying and praying for blessings and forgiveness from the onlookers.

The guards were obviously relieved when they brought the death row to the side of the execution ground.

All that remains is the executioner's ritual performance.

Franz, a famous teacher over 60 years old, has a sharp eye and a strong spirit. He has performed hundreds of executions and has his own way to deal with death row prisoners.

A death row prisoner struggled desperately, cursed, and the executioner's assistant, Franz's sixteen-year-old grandson could hardly control him.

The old executioner rushed over and punched the Adam's apple in death row.

The big man who was still struggling and cursing just now suddenly became silent, covered his throat, his face turned red and fell to the ground.

And for those prisoners who are just chanting scriptures desperately and praying for forgiveness, Franz ignored him.

The old executioner signaled his grandson to execute the death row prisoner who suffered a heavy blow in the throat first. The two carried him to a "judgment chair" on the punishment platform and tied it up with ropes.

Father Kaman walked up and allowed the death row prisoner to kiss the scriptures and listen to the final confession of the death row prisoner.

The noisy crowd gradually became quiet, and people watched the executioner prepare intently, fearing that they would miss any details.

The old executioner was wearing a sudden, unique and colorful dress. The lower body was pink tights with light blue knee-length shorts and the upper body was a blue white-collar tights.

He took off his hat to show respect.

I put on another leather vest to prevent blood stains from being stained with the top.

After the preparations were completed, he nodded to his assistant. The assistant explained his mind and respectfully presented the weapon to the main prisoner.

The old executioner held the hilt of the sword and pulled the decapitated sword out of the sheath in one breath.

The execution drama has reached its climax.

It was a weapon that could be called a giant sword. The blade length was more than one meter and weighed more than six kilograms. The sword edge was flat but had no sharpness. The sword body was equally wide in front and back. It was completely cast for beheading.

A line of words is engraved on the sword surface: "Beware of evil deeds, otherwise it is tantamount to digging a grave."

The execution ground is as quiet as death.

The famous teacher Franz stood solemnly, held the beheading sword high on his right shoulder, took a deep breath, and exerted force suddenly.

The sword body drew an elegant arc in the air, cutting off the two cervical vertebraes of the death row prisoner from the right rear.

The head flew out, and the bones rolled to the edge of the punishment platform. Blood continued to spray from the broken neck, splashing the executioner and assistant all over the body.

The assistant picked up his head and held it high in the air, and circled around the execution platform to show the crowd around the crowd.

Accompanied by the few ladies' screams, the silent execution ground broke out in the sky.

Harsh politics and miscellaneous responsibilities lead to rampant bandits, and rampant bandits will inevitably lead to severe punishments and laws.

The words of monk Reed were ruthless and true: what needs to be decided is not the life and death of the bandits, but how they want to die.

"How do you want to execute them?" The famous teacher executioner asked the same question when he met Winters.

Stolen, hanging, drowning, wheel punishment, car splitting... Each execution method corresponds to different crimes.

Execution is not just about killing the prisoner, but it is a grand performance in itself.

Public trials, pre-execution parades, and executions themselves constitute the three major elements of this horror drama.

Honest and honest people can only endure food and clothing after working hard. Being thieves, robbers, and bandits can get something for nothing. The civilians hate bandits, but they are vaguely jealous of bandits.

Public execution is not only to deter the people, but also to declare the authority of secular rulers, but also to give people the hard-working duty to vent their resentment.

The calm and reliable executioner represents public power and executes criminals in a programmatic and ritualized manner, and is the soul that maintains a fragile and delicate balance between the three.

Beheading - the method of death chosen by the Montanei garrison - without much pain, clean and neat.

It is also the only way to execute the deceased to take care of the dignity of the deceased.

The famous teacher Franz glanced at the remaining six death row prisoners. When he saw the sobbing child, he thought: "Heinrich [Franz's grandson] is probably only a few years older than him."

He signaled that his assistant was the youngest death row prisoner.

Every breath on the execution ground is a torment for the death row prisoner, and this is the mercy of the executioner.
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