C1762 Execution!

Anti-human crimes, this was a new term in the nineteenth century, but the meaning behind it was very simple and clear. It was to directly pin Molière to the shame of human history.

In judicial proceedings, there must be a plaintiff and a defendant to try a person. Only when two opposing parties appear will a lawsuit be brought.

According to the common understanding, when Molière was being judged, the plaintiff should be Chinese or a refugee from Belait. They should be the family members of the dead soldiers.

This kind of lawsuit was very clear. The Chinese side mentioned that they were afraid of heights, and the judges also adopted Chinese laws. In other words, this public trial was a public oath made by the victors to the losers.

Molière was just a clown on stage, using his life as a sacrifice to the souls of the dead.

But today, Xiao Letian had secretly changed the concept and established a crime against @ humans for it. This completely changed the nature of the case.

The plaintiff was not of the Chinese race but the entire human race. What Molière was harming was not only the interests of the Chinese people, but also the fairness and conscience of the human race.

The defendant was still the defendant, while the plaintiff was enlarged to the entire human race. This didn't seem very meaningful, but it was very useful in the series of intense cold war battles that followed with the France.

There was only a difference of one word between killing Molière and defending the justice of the human race. Napoleon, don't you dare be angry at us, we are the representatives of all the human race here, and he deserved to die.

"Indeed! "War is a war of life. All the people in the world die. We, the warriors of the Chinese race, will die. The enemy's soldiers are not the immortal Vajra Luosha …"

"If you die on the battlefield, you either have to blame your poor skills or you have to blame your bad luck. This is nothing at all …" "But what is the crime of the people?"

"Molière, let me ask you this, in the order that Fa Huangnapolunsanshi gave you, did he massacre any commoners? Have you ever committed adultery or plundered? "

"Answer me! "Yes or no!"

Molière's body trembled as he subconsciously shook his head. There was no king under the heavens who would give such an order. Apart from the barbarian emperor, the kings of the civilized world would never say that they wanted to kill people.

"Since Napoleon III did not allow you to massacre the city, then what exactly did your French Fleet lead do?"

"That's war …" The veins on Molière's face reddened and his neck throbbed wildly. At this moment of life and death, he had to grab onto any chance of survival for himself.

"Accidental injury? If he died from a stray bullet, I can say that it was accidental, but was it also accidental for those women who were humiliated to death? "F * cking hell, are you dogs going to use your number two guns?"

"Did you guys accidentally kill a group of people by gathering together and using bayonets to kill them? "Dog, this is a massacre. This is the most inhuman slaughter!"

"Let me ask you again, did you give the order to burn the Belait's rice? Do you know how many hungry people can be fed with rice worth two million stones? "

"Within the Great Qing this year, the Fengyang Estate, the Guangping Estate, the Chen Prefecture, the Nanyang Estate … Seven or eight prefectures were suffering from severe famine, a grain of rice is a life! "

"How are we going to deliver this food to the Great Qing? There should be at least two hundred thousand people left! But now that you've burnt the responsibility of the lives and deaths of 200,000 victims of this disaster, just who will you carry the responsibility of this responsibility! "

"What is a crime against humanity? Your actions have already gone against basic human nature, the most shameless assault and persecution of human life and dignity. Killing civilians in war, raping women, burning food and starving people to death in other countries, these are the most shameless atrocities! There is no excuse! "

The rope that bound his arms and legs was deeply embedded into his flesh. He struggled with all of his strength to resist, "No … No! This is a crime that you have committed without permission... I refuse to accept this! There has never been such a crime, I will not admit it! "

"It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not!" Xiao Letian looked at the audience, who remained silent for ten seconds, before he suddenly shouted, "The people are the judges! You guys tell me, is Molière guilty or not! "

The audience suddenly boiled with excitement. From the chests of the hundred thousand people in the wilderness, a voice exploded, "Kill!" Kill! Kill! "

Molière was shaken by the sound and directly fell to the ground. The French Counsellor in the stands jumped and scolded in the most vulgar language in Paris, but no one could understand what he was scolding at all.

"Listen, this is the voice of the people! You have committed an unforgivable sin... The time had come! "Execute the punishment!"

The four burly men rushed forward and held Molière down. Then, they tied him up into a kneeling position with iron wire and brown rope around his wrists and ankles.

Xiao Letian listened to the shouts of the tens of thousands of people, he pointed at the opened marble block and said loudly, "You all may have questions, but all of you want to know what is this!"

"Let me tell you the answer! The ancient Iron Man statue of Qin Hui kneeling on the ground Yue Fei, the living sacrifice site for the anti-human! "

"This pit is Molière's grave. He will kneel in this grave and forever apologize to our Heroic Spirit! We're going to use concrete to put him in here and make him an eternal statue of shame! "

"Kill!" The crowd erupted into cheers.

One by one, the Western Ambassadors all took out their handkerchiefs to wipe the sweat off their foreheads, "That's too cruel! God! This is too cruel, to want to pour a living person into concrete! "

"Too militaristic, is the Chinese completely abandoning the Confucian tradition of gentleness and gentleness? This is too scary, this is simply the Prussian of the east! "

The French counselor was shouting, "Declaration of war..." Cough cough cough … You are declaring war on the France! "Stop …"

In order to ensure that Molière would kneel to his death, he had to tie his hands and feet with iron wire and brown rope before he died. He had to tie his body to the ground so that he could kneel before his and put him into the pit.

Molière cried loudly before he died. He could not believe everything that had happened in front of him, he could not believe that his life was already coming to an end, could his analysis be completely wrong? Xiao Letian was a rational politician, but was he actually a madman?

"Tell me the answer! Xiao Letian, tell me the answer! Just why did you kill me! Why are you so confident! "Where is your secret …"

In the midst of these shouts, the atmosphere of the crowd became even more fervent. A hundred thousand people gathered in the world and formed a single voice. "Kill!" Kill! Kill! "

Akson's crotch was already soaked through, tears and snot were flowing down his face, and his fear had even overshadowed the desire for drugs. Molière! Why are you going to die... You've calculated everything wrong, you've calculated everything wrong! "

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me …" "Give me some morphine, and I beg you to give me some cigarettes. My ancestors, I beg you …"