The Earl of St. Chris fell off his horse and hit his forehead hard on the mud. Although it did not break, he fainted and lost consciousness on the spot.

When he woke up again, he was wet all over, his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't move. When he opened his eyes, a basin of salty and bitter sea water was pouring on his forehead! He

He subconsciously opened his mouth, and the seawater rushed into his mouth and nose. Earl St. Chris choked and coughed several times.

At this moment, the Yin Shang warrior who was pouring water on one of his small eyes, big face, and a figure that looked a bit like a door panel also noticed that Earl St. Chris was awake, so he shouted: "Xi Bohou, this foreign barbarian who deserves death is awake.

coming!"

Of course Earl St. Chris doesn't understand "Yin Shang dialect", but he doesn't need to understand Yin Shang dialect to understand his current situation clearly.

Obviously, the troops he placed in the commercial port of the City of God have been taken care of by the enemy! The large fleet of galleons on the sea has also disappeared... or it may have been taken care of by others!

As for him, he fell into the hands of the Yin Shang barbarians and might have become a saint.

"This is..."

This is the horrifying sound made when human skin is scorched by hot metal!

At the same time, Earl St. Chris also smelled the stench of burning flesh.

"ah......"

The screams came as expected! The voice sounded a little familiar, and it seemed to be from Alfonso Garcia. The Marquis of St. Chris quickly turned his head to look, and found that the person being tortured was his "great boy" Alfonso

Garcia saw that this young man had been stripped down to only a pair of underwear and was tied to a thick wooden pillar. A wealthy business man who was as thick as a door panel was holding a long-handled charcoal.

The red discus is branding him!

This is to burn people alive!

"You can't treat him like this!" Count St. Chris immediately shouted.

The answer to him was a sharp shout: "Shut up!"

It was said in Latin, and Count St. Chris could certainly understand it. He quickly turned around and saw a man wearing Ming Dynasty clothes and a square scarf on his head pointing at him with a fan.

"Bazin, shut up. Lord Xibohou already knows about the conspiracy of you and Archbishop Desumara to instigate Garcia and Torres to use smallpox poison to exterminate the Yin merchants! Although the Yin Shang people are all gods,

We are not afraid of smallpox at all, but hundreds of thousands of Shang savages died... You and Garcia, Torres who ran away, and Archbishop Desumara are all the most evil and will be burned.

Punished!"

"Bazin" is the surname of the Count of St. Chris. His full name is François de Bazin. There are many princes in the family, and even the Queen Mother of Spain has to address him as "my count".

Now he was actually being called by his last name by an Easterner pointing at his nose... But he no longer had the mind to think about this humiliation. Because he had just heard two extremely serious questions!

First, the people of the Shang Dynasty are a race of gods who are not afraid of smallpox! How is this possible? How can these barbarians be a race of gods who are not afraid of smallpox... Did they sell their souls to the devil?

Second, that Xibohou wants both him and Garcia to be tortured by being burned! Is this torture like the one mentioned in the "Legend of Angels" where a living person is first tied to a bronze pillar and then heated with fire?

Bronze pillars, the torture of roasting people alive in the end? But there are no bronze pillars here, only a red-hot discus... Is this a technological advancement? I can make iron, so I don't use bronze, but use discus instead.

?But it seems painful to have this discus branded on your body!

"Help! God, help me, those barbarians are going to burn me to death with hot irons..." Count St. Chris immediately started shouting for help.

And what he got in return for his shouting was, of course, not a manifestation of God, but a big, solid slap in the ear, which made stars appear in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

This scratch stunned Count St. Chris. Before he could scream again, Zhou Peigong, who was sitting high in the hall, had already spoken: "Tell that Bazin that we, the Yin Shang Clan, will not burn him alive."

of."

The general who seemed to have come from the Ming Dynasty immediately translated the words into Latin.

Upon hearing this, the Count of St. Chris quickly shouted: "Marquis, I am very rich, I can pay the ransom... I can pay one million silver pesos!"

The translator did not convey his words to Zhou Peigong at all, but sneered at Count St. Chris: "Bazin, you don't know how wicked the things you did are? You still want to pay for your life? You

I’m afraid you don’t know how severe Dashang’s torture is? Let me tell you clearly that if Xibohou doesn’t burn you to death, it means that you have to commit suicide!”

"Suicide? Why should I commit suicide?" Earl St. Chris shook his head repeatedly, "I am a Catholic. I cannot commit suicide. If I commit suicide, my soul will go to hell!"

"Yes, you will commit suicide!" the general said coldly, "The torture of the businessmen will force you to commit suicide! They will make you just want to die. Look at that Garcia, he will soon

The request is dead! Hahaha..."

"Sizzling..." The sound of the iron grilling meat came again.

"Ah..." Garcia's heart-rending scream followed closely.

Isn't this too barbaric? Earl St. Chris was so frightened that his face turned pale. Zhou Peigong took out a bottle of the Ming Dynasty's royal secret Hedinghong, which was said to be prepared by Zhu Heji himself, and took out a tea bowl and a pot.

Use clean water and start brewing Hedinghong manually.

He first poured Hedinghong from a Chaozhou milky white porcelain bottle into the tea bowl... That's not quite right, it's not red, but white, oh, it's not white either, but each one.

The crystals are very small, and they look a bit like ice crystals. I don’t know how toxic this non-red Hedinghong is? Don’t poison the foreign devil to death! No, use more!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Thinking of this, he added twice as much high-purity arsenic trioxide to the bowl, and then used water to bloom it. It looked colorless and smelled like nothing.

Taste, as for drinking...that's Garcia's business.

"Okay," Zhou Peigong ordered his surroundings, "send this poison to Garcia, and tell him again that this is the best poison for our great merchant! Let him drink more, and he will die faster if he drinks more.

It won’t hurt anymore.”

"yes!"

A strong man dressed as a Shang Dynasty warrior very carefully held the poison and came to Garcia who was "enjoying" the teppanyaki.

When the general manager who came from tomorrow saw the poison coming, he smiled and said to Garcia in Latin: "Garcia, the poison is here. If you want to drink it, just nod your head and say... commit suicide. It's up to you."

You have to do it if you want to. We can't pour poison into you. If you don't want to, then continue to be burned until you are willing. I think you should just commit suicide and suffer less."

Seeing the poison in front of him and enduring the pain of his flesh being burned a little, Garcia no longer knew what to choose. Catholicism does not allow suicide. If you commit suicide, you will have to go to hell!

But if he doesn't commit suicide, he will have to burn people little by little... It hurts so much! The torture of this barbarian is so terrible! What should I do?

The Ming Dynasty official obviously knew a little about Catholicism and knew what Garcia was thinking, so he immediately said: "Garcia, you are destined to go to hell! You have killed so many great merchants... This is...

The crime of annihilation is a heinous crime! You have committed such a big sin, how can you not go to hell after death? Besides, you can't keep your Catholic membership! The fact that you put smallpox poison has been known to the Great Shang King and Yin Jiahan.

They have gathered an army of 100,000 and are preparing to attack Mexico City! If your emperor wants to keep Mexico City, then ceding territory, paying compensation, and excommunicating you and the Count of San Cristo are necessary.

In order to protect himself, your Emperor Leopold I will definitely agree to the conditions of the Great Shang King and the Yin Jiahan. By then, your religious membership will be revoked, and you still don’t want to go to hell?

Since you are bound to go to hell, why not drink poison and commit suicide now and suffer less? Otherwise, you don’t know how long you will be burned!"

This general manager was really good at reasoning and was obviously a Confucianist. After some explanations, Garcia, who originally expected to go to heaven, suddenly collapsed.

Not only will he die, but his soul will have to go to hell to continue suffering after death... There is no hope at all!

This Yin and Shang torture method truly lived up to its reputation. It not only killed people, but also took away their souls!

After the collapse, Garcia burst into tears. While crying, he shouted: "Give me poison, I want to commit suicide, I want to commit suicide..."

Zhou Peigong actually understood Garcia's Latin, so he ordered the Yin family knight who tortured Garcia: "Continue to torture! Brand him for five hours first, and then give him the poison. At that time, loosen one of his arms and let him go."

He drinks it by himself, you can’t help him...otherwise it would be suicide!”

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the Yin family knight continued to attack Garcia. No matter how much Garcia begged, he remained unmoved. In the government hall of Haiyuan Commercial Port, screams kept ringing.

Seeing Garcia being tortured so hard that he almost went crazy, Count St. Chris also collapsed a little, with tears and snot running down his face, and he was still yelling: "Don't kill me, don't force me to commit suicide, I have money, I

Really rich!"

Seeing that Count St. Chris and Garcia both looked collapsed, Zhou Peigong felt a little calmer... just a little!

He is also a little angry now.

He was originally a "lost-all military advisor", but it was only after he arrived in the New World that he changed his fortune as a military advisor and began to make plans without leaving any trace. As a result, he continued to make plans without leaving any trace for three or four years, but in the end he was defeated by the ruthless deputy king of New Spain and his men in front of him.

Gong... these sons of bitches actually sent people to Xinchaoge City to release smallpox!

Fortunately, both the Han and Mongolians who were sent to the New World were vaccinated with variola in advance. Most of the Han among them had been vaccinated long ago, and those who had not been vaccinated were also vaccinated with the Mongolians. Moreover, they were vaccinated by highly skilled public doctors.

Responsible for the acne.

In addition, the Daming Public Hospital opened a branch in Xinchaoge, which provided vaccination services. Therefore, Yin Shang babies born in the New World were also vaccinated.

Therefore, the smallpox released by Garcia and Torres did not pose any threat to the Yin Shang nation. But the Indians who followed the Yin Shang nation were in dire straits!

They have not been vaccinated against pox - there is no very safe cowpox at present, only the more threatening variola, which is actually a live attenuated vaccine, and only experienced pox doctors can use them safely.

Therefore, in ancient China, acne doctors were a profession that was passed down from generation to generation, and the number was not very large. Although the public hospital run by Zhu Heji also had an "acne department", there were not many acne doctors trained, and they could be sent to

Even fewer people came from the New World. With that number of people, they were only enough to vaccinate the Chinese children born in the New World. There was no manpower to vaccinate the Indians.

Moreover, as long as no one in the country gets smallpox, the local Indians will be safe.

But who knew that the Spanish mission would actually administer smallpox poison during peacetime when the two sides had not yet broken up with each other!

The result was a smallpox epidemic among the Yin Shang barbarians!

Moreover, this pandemic struck suddenly. When the pandemic broke out, Zhou Peigong happened to be inspecting the gold mines in the Flood Valley. As a result, when he learned the news and returned to Xin Chaoge, smallpox broke out in all the barbarian villages outside the city.

Due to the good relationship between the savages outside Xinchaoge City and the first-generation immigrants such as Zhou Peigong, many leaders of the savage villages in Xinchaoge became officials in charge of savage affairs.

They would often walk around the various barbarian tribes in the areas controlled by the Yin Shang, taking the cloth, wine and salt given to them by the Grand Commandery to exchange for food and recruit labor.

As a result, smallpox was brought to all the savage villages under the jurisdiction of the Yin Shang Grand Commandery!
To be continued...