I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 454 Public Trial Part
On the Mongolian grasslands, Genghis Khan's bloodline is sacred, the Golden Family is sacred, and the Borjigin surname is sacred, not to mention that Borjigin is the current Mongolian Khan.
No matter what, Barsborot was a genuine and legitimate Mongol Khan. After Dayan Khan died in battle, he became the new Mongol Khan and actually ruled the entire Tatar Mongol tribe and its affiliated tribes for more than a year. This time was enough for Barsborot's reputation to spread throughout the tribes and let all Mongolians know him.

The Mongol Khan could be a puppet, controlled, killed, or killed in battle, but this was the first time he was publicly tried after being captured.
Therefore, all the tribes that received the invitation rushed to send people to participate in this rare event that only happens once in hundreds of years.

The public trial was delayed until winter because the evidence of the criminals being tried was being collected.
The day of the public trial finally arrived. The weather in early winter was still quite cold, but it could not suppress the enthusiasm of the people who attended the public trial.
More than one thousand representatives from various naturalized Mongolians gathered in a parade ground in Guihua City, waiting for the public trial to be held.

Everyone thought that the public trial was just a further humiliation of these captured Mongolian nobles, but the way the public trial unfolded was beyond everyone's expectations.

The first person to be brought up for public trial was Daiqin Taiji. The reason why Daiqin Taiji was put on trial first was that his crimes were typical, so they were just used to let the participants understand what a public trial was.
Daiqin Taiji was tied up and taken to the stage. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was in good spirits. Facing the huge crowd of spectators below the stage, he was not afraid at all and even showed disdain.
"Although the Ming army has outnumbered the minority both times and their strength each time was several times that of mine, but the victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. I was captured after a hard fight, so I admit it! I am not afraid of any tricks you Ming pigs can play. You can kill me or chop me up as you please. If I, Dalu Daiqin, frown, I will not be a Mongolian man. Eighteen years later, I will be a hero again, and then I will continue to fight to the death with you Ming pigs!" Daiqin Taiji shouted proudly to the audience.

Daiqin Taiji obviously knew that he would not survive, so he acted very calmly.

As Daiqin Taiji finished his words, there was a commotion among the audience. It must be said that Daiqin Taiji was tall and strong, and his fearless look was particularly in line with the Mongolian aesthetic.
At this time, Daiqin Taiji's performance was particularly consistent with the image of a Mongolian warrior. If the people present did not know what Daiqin Taiji had done, it is estimated that some Mongolians would cheer for Daiqin Taiji's righteous words.
However, even so, many naturalized Mongolians still have a good impression of Daiqin Taiji on the stage.
Daiqin looked at the expressions and performances of the naturalized Mongolians in the audience and began to feel proud.
The surname Dalu is also very famous among all Mongolians. It comes from Naiman Chaosi, the leader of the Naiman tribe of Mongolia, who was a famous general during the Genghis Khan period. Because he was called Dalu, his descendants took this as their surname. It is also a famous family among Mongolians.

As the presiding judge, Jiang Jiangong had to speak out to maintain order and ask everyone to remain quiet.
"Is this public trial organized by the uncle of King Jing useful? Why do I feel that something is not right?" Jiang Bin sat with Zhu Houzhao upstairs next to the venue, observing the various movements in the venue.
As soon as he saw this opening, he was a little worried that it would backfire.
Jiang Bin had recently arrived in Guihua City. Previously, he had been handling military affairs in the direction of the Three Guards of Doyan. Now that the Tatars had stopped their harassment from the south, he hurried over to serve Zhu Houzhao.
"This is just the beginning. Why are you in such a hurry? Your uncle the King of Jing's methods are always effective. Just read on." Zhu Houzhao glared at Jiang Bin and said.

As the scene quieted down, Jiang Jiangong announced the official start of the public trial.

The Mongols on the field were also waiting to see what method the presiding judge would use to humiliate Daiqin Taiji and turn the tables.

Jiang Jiangong asked for the plaintiff to be brought up.

To everyone's surprise, the person who came on stage was a gray-haired man dressed as an ordinary herdsman.
"My name is Amugulang. I am a herdsman from the Dalu tribe and a former member of the Daiqin Taiji tribe." Amugulang was obviously a little nervous, but he still spoke in this situation.
His words were heard far away through the iron megaphone.
All eyes were on him, something he had never experienced before.
"I came here today to accuse Daiqintai and Daiqin of his evil deeds." Amugulang became even more nervous.
Daiqin Taiji looked at Amugulang with even more disdain and said directly: "Is this all you Ming pigs have? You found a lowly herdsman to humiliate me? My last name is Dalu, and this lowly person was not even worthy of carrying my shoes before."

There was another commotion in the audience.
"Silence! Silence!" Jiang Jiangong began to maintain order again. "The defendant is not allowed to speak unless it is his speaking time. If anyone violates this rule, immediately shut his mouth."

The scene became quiet again.
Daiqin Taiji's attitude seemed to have angered Amugulang. When he spoke again, Amugulang's words were much more fluent. "Five years ago, Daiqin ran into my daughter-in-law after getting drunk, and he became lustful. He dragged my daughter-in-law to a yurt nearby and raped her."

Amugulang's eyes turned red, and he wiped his tears with his rough hands. His voice became trembling. "My son Wuenqi came here after hearing the news. Daiqin is the leader of the tribe. My son did not dare to resist. He is a good boy. He just showed an angry look after Daiqin finished. Daiqin refused to give in and tied his hair and hung him up, and beat him hard with a whip."

At this point, Amugulang was already sobbing, but he still insisted on continuing.
The audience was so excited that one could hear a pin drop. The naturalized Mongolians who attended the meeting had already vaguely guessed where the story was going.
"Until his scalp was torn off the top of his head and he fell to the ground, Wu Enqi's blood just kept flowing."

"Daiqin didn't allow anyone to stop the bleeding. When I arrived, Wuenqi had already died from excessive bleeding. My good child, my only child, has left me forever." Amugulang was crying so hard that he couldn't stand.
The entire venue was eerily quiet, and Amugulang's crying voice kept echoing in the venue.
"You killed Wu Enqi, my only child." Amugulang suddenly shouted, and then rushed towards Daiqin Taiji who was tied up, but was stopped by the Ming army who were maintaining order around him.
(End of this chapter)