C1762 Execution! (1/2)

Anti-human crimes, this was a new term in the nineteenth century, but the meaning behind it was very simple and clear. It was to directly pin Molière to the shame of human history.

In judicial proceedings, there must be a plaintiff and a defendant to try a person. Only when two opposing parties appear will a lawsuit be brought.

According to the common understanding, when Molière was being judged, the plaintiff should be Chinese or a refugee from Belait. They should be the family members of the dead soldiers.

This kind of lawsuit was very clear. The Chinese side mentioned that they were afraid of heights, and the judges also adopted Chinese laws. In other words, this public trial was a public oath made by the victors to the losers.

Molière was just a clown on stage, using his life as a sacrifice to the souls of the dead.

But today, Xiao Letian had secretly changed the concept and established a crime against @ humans for it. This completely changed the nature of the case.

The plaintiff was not of the Chinese race but the entire human race. What Molière was harming was not only the interests of the Chinese people, but also the fairness and conscience of the human race.

The defendant was still the defendant, while the plaintiff was enlarged to the entire human race. This didn't seem very meaningful, but it was very useful in the series of intense cold war battles that followed with the France.

There was only a difference of one word between killing Molière and defending the justice of the human race. Napoleon, don't you dare be angry at us, we are the representatives of all the human race here, and he deserved to die.

”Indeed! ”War is a war of life. All the people in the world die. We, the warriors of the Chinese race, will die. The enemy's soldiers are not the immortal Vajra Luosha …”

”If you die on the battlefield, you either have to blame your poor skills or you have to blame your bad luck. This is nothing at all …” ”But what is the crime of the people?”

”Molière, let me ask you this, in the order that Fa Huangnapolunsanshi gave you, did he massacre any commoners? Have you ever committed adultery or plundered? ”

”Answer me! ”Yes or no!”

Molière's body trembled as he subconsciously shook his head. There was no king under the heavens who would give such an order. Apart from the barbarian emperor, the kings of the civilized world would never say that they wanted to kill people.

”Since Napoleon III did not allow you to massacre the city, then what exactly did your French Fleet lead do?”

”That's war …” The veins on Molière's face reddened and his neck throbbed wildly. At this moment of life and death, he had to grab onto any chance of survival for himself.

”Accidental injury? If he died from a stray bullet, I can say that it was accidental, but was it also accidental for those women who were humiliated to death? ”F * cking hell, are you dogs going to use your number two guns?”

”Did you guys accidentally kill a group of people by gathering together and using bayonets to kill them? ”Dog, this is a massacre. This is the most inhuman slaughter!”

”Let me ask you again, did you give the order to burn the Belait's rice? Do you know how many hungry people can be fed with rice worth two million stones? ”

”Within the Great Qing this year, the Fengyang Estate, the Guangping Estate, the Chen Prefecture, the Nanyang Estate … Seven or eight prefectures were suffering from severe famine, a grain of rice is a life! ”

”How are we going to deliver this food to the Great Qing? There should be at least two hundred thousand people left! But now that you've burnt the responsibility of the lives and deaths of 200,000 victims of this disaster, just who will you carry the responsibility of this responsibility! ”