The thirteen princes were all wearing white prison clothes, with disheveled hair, tied their hands, and a wooden sign with their backs, with their identity written on it, and a big word "Slaying".

Someone once proposed to give these people a way to die with a complete body, give poisoned wine or give white silk three feet to hang them. However, they were rejected, and killing these people must be publicly clear and the canon punishment.

Only by public beheading will there be enough deterrence.

One by one, the executioners took the stage with a ghost-headed sword.

Someone poured them a bowl of wine, took a sip of wine to enhance their courage, and then siped the wine onto the knife.

All have experienced and clear-cut.

Zheng Yuanshu pulled out the slashing sign from the sign bucket on the table and threw it in front.

"Noon has arrived, behead!"

"cut!"

The executioner held the knife in both hands and raised it high.

Some of the people watching below screamed excitedly, and some even fainted.

On both sides of the execution ground were the officials and two members of the council, each looking at the thirteen people with expressionless faces.

Once, they were also one of them, they were noble vassals, but now they are just a group of prisoners to be slaughtered.

"cut!"

Another loud shout, the executioner shouted loudly, and waved the sword with all his strength.

The sword light is like snow, the knife falls, and the head is broken!
Chapter completed!