Cao Bianjiao was very satisfied with his arrangement. This embroidered guillotine would definitely allow Dorgon to experience the pain of death.

"You want to kill me with this guillotine?" Dorgon panicked when he saw the guillotine. He was really panicked. He was no longer afraid of death, but he couldn't imagine that he would be executed by the Ming army with a guillotine.

His question made the Ming soldiers burst into laughter.

Cao Bianjiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and signaled the soldiers to drag Dorgon to the guillotine. Then, two of them pressed his head in front of him, and two of them pressed his legs in the back. They held Dorgon alive under the guillotine just like killing a pig.

"no no no...."

Dorgon was heartbroken and begged the Ming army to give him a break, but no matter how much he shouted, the Ming army ignored him.

An easy death is a luxury.

Cao Bianjiao personally wielded the knife, and struck him hard in the face of Dorgon's pleading, but with a "poof" sound, a spurt of blood spurted out, splashing all over the faces of Cao Cao and the execution soldiers.

The blood is hot, salty, and fishy, ​​no different from other people's blood.

With one stroke of the knife, Dorgon's voice disappeared.

Cao Bianjiao was startled, thinking that Dorgon would be killed with one blow. He quickly wiped the blood from his eyes with his sleeve, but was surprised that the blow did not cut Dorgon into two pieces, but hit the upper part of his body.

On one side, the vertebrae were cut into two parts, and the bone marrow and flesh and blood were blurred.

Dorgon didn't know whether he was heartbroken, fainted from the pain, or decided to be a good man before dying, but there was no sound at all, and his head just hung there.

Cao Bianjiao grabbed Dorgon's braid and glanced at his face, then cursed, and without saying a word, he pulled the guillotine from Dorgon's body, and then struck it hard again.

This time, Dorgon reacted and started wailing "Ahhh".

Accompanied by wailing sounds, Dorgon's body was broken into two pieces, and his intestines and lungs sprang out with a "chipping" sound, and slid down to the snow along the guillotine.

The four soldiers assisting the executioners cooperated and let go of their hands, so the Ming army saw Dorgon, who had lost the lower half of his body, waving his hands non-stop, and his screams were earth-shattering.

Dorgon couldn't bear the pain of wanting to die but not being able to die anymore, and his human instinct prompted him to scream and struggle desperately.

The back half of Dorgon's body was also twitching there, without any big movements. His two legs would not stand up on their own without the guidance of his brain. But the front half of his body was like a dragonfly, without the back part.

Half of it can still fly.

I saw him supporting the ground with his arms, standing half of his body upright, and jumping around on the snow.

This picture reminded Dayong of "Liao Zhai".

Dorgon finally died, and his death was extremely painful. The two parts of his body were revived by the Ming army, and they set the pot on the spot and started cooking.
Chapter completed!