Anti-human sin, this was a new word in the 19th century, but the meaning was very simple and clear, which was to directly nail Molière to the pillar of shame in human history.

In judicial proceedings, if a person is tried, there will be a plaintiff and a defendant. Only when the opposing parties appear will a lawsuit be formed.

According to ordinary people's understanding, Molière was tried. The plaintiff should be a Chinese or a refugee Bai Layi. The family of the soldiers who died. No matter who they are, they should be the party who was invaded by Molière.

This kind of lawsuit is very clear. The Chinese side mentioned the fear of heights, and the judge adopted the Chinese law. To put it bluntly, this kind of public trial is a performance of the winner's oath of crime against the loser.

The trial had already been concluded from the beginning. Molière was just a clown on the stage, using his life to pay homage to the dead.

But today Xiao Letian changed his concept and formulated a crime against humanity for Molière, which completely changed the nature of the entire lawsuit.

The plaintiff's party is not the Chinese but the entire human race. Molière infringes on not only the interests of the Chinese, but also hurts the justice and conscience of all mankind.

The defendant is still the defendant, while the plaintiff magnifies it unlimitedly to all mankind. This seems meaningless, but it is very useful for a series of cold wars with France in the subsequent series of hot and cold wars.

With just one word, the Chinese people's killing of Molière changed from venting personal anger to maintaining human justice. You, Napoleon III, don't make evil at us. We are the ones who act on behalf of all mankind. Molière's death is worthy of death.

"Authentic! War is about killing people. There is no undead war in the world. The warriors of our Chinese clan will die, and the enemy's soldiers are not immortal Vajra Rakshasa..."

"If you die on the battlefield, you either blame yourself for not being good at learning skills or you blame yourself for being unlucky. It's nothing... But what are the people's faults?"

"Molière, let me ask you, did the orders given to you by Emperor Napoleon III have ever massacred civilians? Have you ever raped and plundered?"

"Answer me! Yes or not!"

Molière shook his head subconsciously. Where can there be an emperor in the world who gives such an order? Except for the barbarian emperor, the monarch in the civilized world will not say it explicitly.

"Since Napoleon III did not let you go to massacre, what exactly did the French fleet you led do in Naha?"

"That's war..." Molière's face turned red and her ears were red, her neck was leaping around with blue veins. At the critical moment of life and death, he had to seize any chance of life on the front line. "There will always be deaths in war, and there is no war that will not hurt civilians!"

"Accidental injury? If it was killed by stray bullets, I can say that it was accidental injury, but are the women who were killed by the death of Naha who were also accidentally injured? Are you guys who use your dick to shoot?"

"You gathered together and killed with bayonets. This is also a mistaken injury? Dog things, this is a massacre, this is the most inhumane massacre!"

"I'll ask you again, did you order the rice in Bai Layi burn? Do you know that it is a rice of two million stones, which can feed how many hungry people?"

"Just this year, there have been severe famines in the Qing Dynasty, including Fengyang Prefecture, Guangping Prefecture, Chenzhou Prefecture, Nanyang Prefecture... and seven or eight prefectures, and a grain of rice is a life!"

"How can these foods be delivered to the Qing Dynasty? At least 200,000 people can live! But you burned them with a fire. Who will bear the blame for the life and death of these 200,000 victims if you don't bear it!"

"What is the crime against humanity? It means that your behavior has violated basic human nature. The most shameless violation and persecution of human life and dignity. In the war, you kill civilians, rape women, burn food, starve to kill people in other countries. This is the most shameless atrocity! There is no reason to justify!"

Moli wailed in pain, and the rope that tied his arms and legs was deeply embedded in his flesh. He fought hard with all his strength. "No...no! You are setting up a crime privately...I don't accept it! There has never been this crime, and I don't admit it!"

"It doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not!" Xiao Letian looked at the audience and was silent for ten seconds and suddenly shouted, "The people are the last judge! Come and tell me whether Molière is guilty!"

The audience suddenly became excited, and a voice burst out from the chests of the 100,000 people in the mountains and fields, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Molière's feet were sobbed by the sound of the waves that he fell to the ground. The French counselor in the stands jumped and scolded in Paris's most obscene slang. No one could understand what he was scolding.

"Listen, this is the voice of the people! Your sins are so great that you are unforgivable... The time has come! Execution!"

Four burly men rushed up and held Molière directly, then tied thin iron wire and brown ropes to his wrists and ankles, and tied his body into a kneeling position.

Xiao Letian listened to Wan Min's shouting and pointed at the pried open marble block and said loudly, "You may have questions, and you all want to know what this is!"

"I will tell you the answer! There was an iron man statue of Qin Hui kneeling on Yue Fei in ancient times, and today there will be a live festival scene of the anti-human thug Molière!"

"This pit is Molière's tomb. He will kneel in this tomb and apologize to our heroes forever! We will pour him into concrete and make him a statue of shame forever!"

"Kill!" The strongest cheers erupted at the scene.

The Western envoys on the viewing platform were frightened and took out their handkerchiefs to wipe the sweat on their foreheads. "It's so cruel! God! This is so cruel. You want to pour the living people into concrete power!"

"It's too militaristic. Has the Chinese completely abandoned the gentle and elegant tradition of Confucianism? It's so terrible. They are simply Prussians from the East!"

The French counselor had already yelled and said, "Declare war...Ahem...You are declaring war on France! Stop..."

Living people will definitely struggle when they are poured. In order to ensure that Molière will kneel down until his death, he must tie his hands and feet with iron wire and brown rope in advance, tie his whole body into kneeling, and put it directly in the pit.

Before his death, Molière cried loudly. He couldn't believe everything in front of him. He couldn't believe that his life had come to an end. Is his analysis all wrong? Xiao Letian is not a rational politician. Is he actually a madman?

"Tell me the answer! Xiao Letian, tell me the answer! Why did you kill me? Why are you confident! Where is your secret..."

As the shouts were heard, the atmosphere of the crowd became even more fanatical, and hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the world into a voice, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

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