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Chapter 890 Lead by example!

Akano Castle Central Square.

In the huge square, Xu Yi and two huge sculptures in white stood side by side.

At the front of the square, the people of Akano City gathered in densely packed with people, and there was no sight at all.

And in the square, three hundred Mutian Army soldiers were present.

Yan Wei and other 62 senior generals from southern Xinjiang were covered in blood, and many of them were injured on the battlefield.

In front of everyone, they unbuttoned their armor and were tied to wooden frames by Mutian Army soldiers.

Sixty-two soldiers of the Mutian Army held long whips covered with thorns.

There is also an empty wooden stand without anyone.

In the dead silence, Xu Yi strode towards him.

"Greetings to my king!"

Countless people knelt down and worshiped one after another.

I have given absolute admiration and respect to this king who protects them from living and working in peace and contentment.

Xu Yi didn't even look at the countless people in Akano City under the stands. He took off his royal robe and exposed his white shirt.

"My king..."

Everyone was stunned.

Xu Yi stood in front of the wooden frame without saying a word, stretched out his hands and said to a Mutian Army soldier: "Tie it."

"My king!"

Everyone exclaimed.

"Tie it, this is the order!"

The Mutian Army soldier standing in front of Xu Yi gritted his teeth: "Here."

"No!"

Yan Fei and others shouted in pain: "My king, you shouldn't..."

"Shut up!"

Xu Yi shouted coldly, suppressed everyone's cry, and said lightly: "In this battle, 14 million soldiers were killed, and countless injured people were injured. They are my soldiers, and I also have an unshirkable responsibility for their death."

After sighing deeply, Xu Yi shouted to the Mutian Army soldier in front of him: "Execution."

"My king!"

Sudden screams came one after another again.

Many people's eyes were filled with tears and tears began to blur their sight.

Although southern Xinjiang was defeated, more than 10 million good children were wrapped in horses and corpses, almost every household was hung with white sticks, and sad crying spread throughout Chiye City and Banshan City.

If they die in battle under normal circumstances, their deaths are valuable.

But in fact, their deaths were completely avoidable.

Long Ming was so smart that he confessed to Yan Wen and others, which changed the topic and involved the subsequent development of the land of Chiye.

But no matter what, the fact that Yan Wei and other senior generals were complacent and careless of underestimating the enemy could not be erased.

If you do not pursue, even if the blood evil spirits converge, the evil Buddha Qiu Yuxuan will be present, the damage caused to southern Xinjiang will be reduced to a minimum.

Therefore, Yan Wei and others did bear great responsibility for the extremely heavy losses this time.

Xu Yi had known this would be the case long ago.

He was using bloody facts to tell the generals in southern Xinjiang that arrogant soldiers would be defeated.

It can also be said that he was watching the heavy casualties of the soldiers in southern Xinjiang.

So, he has a responsibility.

The military laws in southern Xinjiang have always been strict, and anyone including Xu Yi will be severely punished.

Of course, no one dared to punish Xu Yi.

So Xu Yi punished himself.

This move is not to win people's hearts.

In the red field, people's hearts are incredible in cohesion, so there is no need to buy them.

The reason for doing this is to teach by example and tell all the soldiers and people in southern Xinjiang to treat everyone equally under military law!

"We are all sinners."

Xu Yi said calmly: "Every dead warrior is a hero from southern Xinjiang. We must give the hero's family an explanation. It is just a whip. I think it is not enough. Feiwu!"

"I'm here!"

Fei Wu hurried over, knelt on one knee, and his right fist hit his heart.

"Every soldier who sacrificed, in addition to the normal pension paid, must solve all the problems of their parents' pension, children's education, and family life. The soldiers' spirits in heaven cannot cry, and the rest of the soldiers' hearts will be disappointed."

Fei Wu responded loudly: "I swear by my life and will deal with it properly."

"Soldiers' families should not be humiliated. This is the first law. Those who violate the law will be killed without mercy!"

Fei Wu shouted: "I obey the order!"

"Thank you, my king!"

The people and the soldiers who maintained order all endured their excitement and sorrow, and their roars shook the sky.

"Now, execution."

"My king, you..."

Xu Yi shouted majesticly: "I said, I will execute the execution! Do you want to disobey?"

"Here!"

The Mutian Army soldier yelled and responded, and stood up and his hand holding the whip was trembling.

Xu Yi shouted again: "Fight!"

Bang!

Sixty-three Mutian soldiers waved the whip in their hands at the same time.

The thorns everywhere hit the flesh and blood, and immediately saw a bloody scar, dripping from blood.

With the strength of everyone, as long as you use your strength to resist, you can completely ignore it.

But together with Xu Yi, it is impossible for anyone to use his strength to resist it.

Xu Yi shouted: "Didn't you eat? Make a heavier!"

"Here!"

Bang!

The second thing was whipped, the clothes were shattered and blood was dripping.

"Higher! Let them remember the bloody lessons!"

"Here!"

Bang!

Slap!

...

Under the gaze of everyone, senior generals such as Xu Yi and Yan Wei in southern Xinjiang were covered in flesh and blood, and soon dyed a pool of ground red.

The people who came with their children covered their eyes, but these children still saw a bloody scene from their fingers. They did not feel bloody or cruel, but were deeply engraved with strong faces in their minds.

The whipping hurts very much, very painful.

No one screamed.

Blood splattered on the Mutian Army soldiers who were executing the execution. The more ruthless they beat, the more uncomfortable they felt.

"Don't fight..."

"Don't fight!"

The people pleaded with mercy, and they cried and cried.

Without Xu Yi, the soldiers in the southern border, and these generals, the land of Chiye would not have become their place for living and working in peace and contentment.

The people love and respect from the heart of every general such as the King of Hell.

One side does not care about life and death, and can give everything to defend them.

One party also repaid gratitude and gave the other party the highest recognition and praise, and the respect and admiration from the heart.

Military and civilians are never separated.

This time, the land of Chiye was suffering heavy casualties. Those families who lost their husbands and sons had some complaints, but seeing the senior generals in southern Xinjiang being punished collectively, even the kings in southern Xinjiang were among them, the resentment in their hearts disappeared, with only respect and unbearance.

No matter how the people plead, the whip fell again and again.

One hundred whips, no more or less.

When the beating was finished, everyone was covered in scars and could not find a piece of good meat.

Xu Yi used his domain power to destroy a divine treasure realm. He suffered backlash and had not healed his serious injuries. Now he was subjected to another hundred whippings. His face was terrible pale, and his sweat fell down, which looked very distressing.

The moment the rope was untied by the Mutian Army soldiers, Xu Yi almost fell to the ground.

"My king!"

Yan Fei and others had tears in their eyes. They stumbled in front of Xu Yi regardless of their own weakness.

The inner pain cannot be described in words.
Chapter completed!
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