This day was the day of Wang Jian's execution. According to the rules, the deceased could commit suicide in his private home without having to appear in public.

However, the people in Xianyang City were furious after all, so based on the suggestion of banishing the immortal, they decided to publicly execute Wang Jian.

Just as it was getting slightly brighter, the door to the death row opened. Wang Jian and Xiang Liang were taken out.

These two people didn't hear anything about the commotion outside. But they also guessed that this trip was probably going to lead to death.

Everyone has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in order to survive. Whether they are heroes or demons, they all want to live. Wang Jian and Xiang Liang are no exception.

They were a little panicked, but they still tried hard to maintain their dignity, trying to look indifferent to life and death and fearless.

Soon, they were loaded into prison cars and driven to the execution ground.

During this process, Wang Jian looked behind him and found that there were several death row prisoners following him. Most of them were servants of the Wang family. These servants had been Wang Jian's confidants for many years and had all participated in the rebellion, so they were sentenced to death.

The servants were very frightened, some could no longer stand up, and some were crying.

Wang Jian straightened his body, as if with these servants as a foil, he looked even more like a hero.

During this process, he secretly glanced at the people watching nearby. This sight made him stunned.

Wang Jian found that the people in Xianyang City looked at him in a strange way. It wasn't awe, nor was it hatred, it was a bit like... contempt? ridicule?

It's as if I am a clown in their minds.

Wang Jian was stunned: Why is this? I have fought on the battlefield and killed countless enemies throughout my life. Even if I lose my life and collude with the rebels, I will not be ridiculed by these lowly Guizhou leaders, right?

Seeing that the execution ground was approaching, Wang Jian felt that this might be the last moment of his life. For some reason, he wanted to leave something behind in the world, even just a word.

So Wang Jian got lucky and shouted very boldly: "I have fought all my life and killed the enemy to no avail. I have long been indifferent to life and death. Today I went to the execution ground, full of friends and onlookers, how is it different from a banquet? It's a pleasure."

After he finished speaking, he felt very happy in his heart, and just when he was about to look up to the sky and laugh, a stone flew over and hit the door in front of him. It was accompanied by a yell: "I am your ancestor."

This sound seemed to be the beginning, and soon, dirt, tiles, and dirty water poured towards Wang Jian.

The onlookers scolded all kinds of things, but among the scoldings of these people, the most popular ones were those scolded by Wang Jian and Xiang Liang in prison.

After the people of Xianyang heard about what Wang Jian had done in prison, they despised him very much. It was completely understandable that they took advantage of the opportunity when he went to the execution ground to hit him twice to vent their anger.

However, there were also some outsiders who had just arrived in Xianyang and did not understand the situation. However, they also had a good time.

A child gently tugged on the clothes of the adult next to him: "Why did we hit that person?"

The adult threw the stone and said excitedly: "I don't know either. But that man is a death row prisoner, so it doesn't matter if you beat him. The opportunity is rare."

While talking, the adult gave the child a stone.

The child was also a little excited and threw it towards Wang Jian with all his strength.

Xiang Liang was near Wang Jian, so he was naturally implicated. He closed his eyes, and while enduring the abuse from the people, he secretly sighed in his heart: Look, look. How far Qin's harsh laws have pushed the people

?They are like floods in a dam that cannot be vented. Now that they finally have a place to vent, they are so crazy.

It's a pity, it's a pity that I, Xiang Liang, cannot overthrow the Qin Dynasty and restore a peaceful world to the people.

While Xiang Liang was thinking this, he was pulled off the prison car. He looked around and found that the execution place had arrived.

This place is said to be an execution ground, but in fact it is just a wasteland outside the city. The grass is lush and the trees are sparse, creating a desolate scene.

Xiang Liang and others looked around and sighed, feeling that this place was suitable for the occasion.

The executioner read out the emperor's decree. Xiang Liang was in a daze and did not hear clearly. He only knew that he was executed by beheading and Wang Jian was executed by hanging.

Then, Xiang Liang was kicked in the knee and fell to his knees with a thud.

The man holding the knife stood behind him, and the two formed an optimal height difference. As long as the executioner waved slightly, Xiang Liang's head would fall to the ground.

Suddenly, a cry came from next to me.

Xiang Liang turned around and saw that one of Wang Jian's servants had lost his head.

The execution has already begun.

There was no waiting time, no grand ceremony. It was as if a Guizhou head was cutting grass in the field, and with a casual swing of the sickle, life was harvested.

Is a human life lost like this? Xiang Liang suddenly sighed with emotion, and when he looked into the distance, his eyes were particularly deep.

When death is imminent, people can easily become philosophers.

Xiang Liang fell into this state now and began to use his limited time to think about the nature of life. Unfortunately, the clerk didn't give him much time.

Soon, Xiang Liang's hair was pulled up, exposing his neck.

Xiang Liang's brain was running rapidly, and there were still some things that he had not thought clearly about. Poverty, wealth, honor and disgrace... everything in this life was passing through Xiang Liang's mind quickly.

His heart was beating loudly, and he felt that it would be better if he gave himself another quarter of an hour, no, dozens of breaths.

Xiang Liang wanted the executioner to stop and let himself take another breath. But his dignity did not allow him to say that.

At this time, the executioner shook the knife in his hand and said loudly: "This knife is not made of copper, but a steel knife from Shangjun Courtyard. It is made into steel and is extremely sharp. It is also extremely flexible and will not break easily."

Xiang Liang's head buzzed: "Am I still going to die at the hands of Huaiguzi?"

Then, I felt a stinging pain, as if I was being bitten by many mosquitoes around my neck.

Xiang Liang felt that the world was spinning, and the sky and the earth were constantly changing directions.

He suddenly realized that his head had fallen off.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a little difficult to breathe. He wanted to breathe hard, but he seemed to have leaked air and couldn't breathe in at all.

Xiang Liang's vision was blurred, and finally he couldn't see anything at all. He could only faintly hear many onlookers around him cheering: "It's really a sharp knife."

Xiang Liang was a little angry: I am dead today, but you are praising the quick knife?

However, this thought passed away in a flash, and Xiang Liang's world became dark and nothing existed.

Wang Jian next to him looked at Xiang Liang's body and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Now, he was the only one left on the execution ground. Two executioners came over, took a hemp rope and tied it around Wang Jian's neck.

Wang Jian yelled angrily: "Hang yourself, you can't hang him with hemp rope, you should use good silk and satin, snow-white silk, you should..."

Before he finished speaking, people around him started shouting and cursing: "You are a traitor, and His Majesty showed mercy to you and allowed you to be hanged, but you have so many demands? You are indeed an ungrateful and heartless person."

Wang Jian suddenly thought about his family again. He died. What happened to the Wang family? What crimes were they convicted of?

Unfortunately, before Wang could ask, the two executioners next to him used their strength together.

Wang Jian felt as if his neck was about to be strangled, and he couldn't take a breath, nor could he take a breath. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Wang Jian suddenly felt a little envious of Xiang Liang who was beheaded. Although his death was a bit ugly, at least it was not that painful.

As his consciousness became increasingly blurred, Wang Jian heard a child scream: "Look, he peed."

Someone said: "Haha, it seems that the veterans on the battlefield are just like this. They were actually frightened like this."

Another person said: "Everyone who is strangled will be like this. Have you not seen the woman who hanged herself?"

The person next to me said: "Fart, he is obviously scared."

In the last moments of Wang Jian's life, all he heard was others discussing his incontinence.

Wang Jian felt that his life was simply in vain.

Oh, it's so embarrassing.

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The rebels had been killed, and the executioners were responsible for loading the bodies on a broken vehicle and transporting them to the mass grave for burial.

The onlookers began to leave in twos and threes. Among the crowd, one person was gnashing his teeth and his eyes were red.

He is Xiang Yu.

A descendant of the Xiang family next to him whispered: "General Yu, let's go back. It will take too long to come out, which will inevitably arouse suspicion."

Xiang Yu took a deep breath: "Let's go."

Afterwards, he left the execution ground with several of the Xiang family members.

These days, Xiang Yu was not indifferent. He once investigated secretly, but the Qin soldiers were tightly guarded and there was no chance to save people.

Xiang Chao also used Jing Fu to move around, trying to see if there was any possibility of saving Xiang Liang from death. However, he also knew that Xiang Liang was a rebel, and there was no chance of any change in the matter.

Xiang Liang died today. Xiang Yu turned his sadness into anger and poured it all on Li Shui.

He had already made up his mind to kill Li Shui.

In the past few days, Xiang Yu and the children of the Xiang family have no more diarrhea, and their physical strength has gradually recovered. Xiang Yu has already thought about it. It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and it is better to take action tonight.

As for how to escape after killing someone, Xiang Yu was too lazy to think about whether it would be too hasty. Just take it one step at a time, and you can't delay it any longer.

If something unexpected happens again, there will really be no way to take revenge.

Xiang Yu didn't tell anyone what he was going to do. He planned to wait until midnight, wake up the people temporarily, and then let them kill people. In this way, there would be no danger of leaking the secret.

After killing the person, flying away, and returning to Chu land, we can then deal with Xiang Xian.

If Xiang Xian slipped away halfway, that would be fine. If he still dared to follow, he would be killed with one blow.

Xiang Yu was secretly calculating in his heart, when suddenly someone said with a smile: "Congratulations to everyone."

Xiang Yu looked up and found that he had returned to Shangjun's courtyard. Niu Cal was standing at the door, looking at them with a smile.
To be continued...