Is living more painful than dying?
Listening to what Wang Lin said, everyone took a deep breath.
Before this, they had not heard of anyone using such means. For example, the Zhao Prison of Jin Yiwei in the palace, and the Xing Department among the six departments.
Both of them are masters of torture, but it is a pity that this is on a battlefield hundreds of miles away from the capital.
Even if you want to mobilize the experts among them, it will take a day or two to get here.
Even if the torture experts have arrived by then, they may have delayed their opportunity.
"Your Majesty, we are far from the capital..."
Dai Tianye reminded him that although his army had talents in various fields, few of them had any experience with this execution.
"There is no need for the capital. I am here, so there is no need to ask others for advice on this matter."
Wang Lin's tone at this time was so confident that it was scary.
Although everyone still has some doubts about this matter, there are fewer and fewer people who question what Wang Lin wants to do.
Because everyone found that the Prince Lin in front of them seemed to know a little too much.
So in terms of torture...
Before anyone could continue thinking, Wang Lin called to the people on the side and said, "Go find a hammer, and then find a file."
"First smash his fingers with a hammer, and then use a file to lift off the nails on his fingers. Let's do this first move to see his reaction."
After Wang Lin said these words, everyone present felt a chill.
Especially Zhang Chengxu, Chu Tian and others who had had conflicts with Wang Lin before and wanted to challenge Wang Lin's majesty were standing in the cold and damp camp, breaking into cold sweats.
Fortunately, as a minister, I had some unpleasantness with His Highness.
If they were tied to the execution rack by Prince Lin like the One-Eye in front of them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to stand here anymore today.
And One-Eye, who had looked indifferent just now, started to tremble after hearing Wang Lin's words.
However, whether it was to prevent others from seeing the fear in his heart, or to anger Wang Lin in front of him and quickly achieve the effect of death, he still cursed directly:
"You're a dog from Daxia, you're a dirty thing, I'll kill your grandpa if you dare!"
However, Wang Lin did not show any anger at One Eye's scolding, but instead had a smile on his face.
"Execution."
As soon as the four words were settled, several Jin Yiwei walked out of the darkness at the side.
They had stern expressions on their faces, holding the tools that Wang Lin had just requested in their hands, and walked slowly towards the one-eyed person in front of them like a god of death.
Boom.
Following the sound of hammers falling and bones cracking, familiar screams sounded in the camp.
However, this voice was more horrifying and terrifying than ever before.
After a few hammer blows, the nails on the one-eyed little finger had been broken into several pieces, barely attached to the fingertips, and the pieces were bloody and bloody.
"Daxia...dogs...you...ah!!"
At this time, One Eye's speech was already a little unclear, and he was even about to fall into coma due to the severe pain.
But whenever he was about to fall into coma, Jin Yiwei would use a file to carefully pick out a small fragment of a broken nail on the back of his finger.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, every time One Eye felt that he was about to be liberated, there would be a burst of heartbreaking pain, slowly pulling him back from the state of being about to be liberated.
Repeating the same trick again, after smashing the nail of One-eye's left index finger, One-eye no longer had the energy to scold everyone in front of him, and could only breathe heavily.
Wang Lin looked at the one-eyed man in front of him and asked with a smile: "How is it? Are you willing to talk now?"
One Eye did not speak, but continued to sit there half-dead, expressing his unyielding voice with heavy breathing and a beast-like voice.
Jin Yiwei walked cautiously in front of Wang Lin, raised his hands and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to continue the torture?"
Although he had just mastered this kind of punishment today, he could also see that the one eye in front of him was clearly unable to hold on.
In order to prevent him from committing suicide by hitting the arrow, doctors accompanying the army were arranged to take out the sharp arrow together with the eyeball.
Now that he was being tortured like this again, it made people feel that the one-eyed person in front of him only had air coming in and no air coming out.
Just when everyone thought that Wang Lin would stop torture because of the physical condition of the one-eyed man in front of him, Wang Lin said two cold words.
"continue."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were more or less confused, Wang Lin continued to explain.
"Go to the army to find a towel and cover his face. Then, get a bucket."
Hearing this sentence, although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, Jin Yiwei quickly complied.
Holding these things, Jin Yiwei was still a little confused: "Your Majesty, this subordinate is stupid. Could it be that His Highness asked a humble official to wipe his wounds?"
After listening to Jin Yiwei's words, Wang Lin let out a frightening smile.
"of course not."
"What I mean is, let you pour all this bucket of water on the towel."
Although he didn't understand what he meant, the Jin Yiwei in front of him still did as he was told.
A basin of icy cold water was poured on One-Eye's face in an instant.
Originally, Duyan wanted to shout out loud, but unexpectedly, the basin of cold water was poured on the towel, which instantly made the towel stick to Duyan's face.
In an instant, even breathing became difficult, let alone speaking.
"When you see that he is out of breath and about to die, take off this towel and let him recover for a while."
"Wait until he comes around and do it again."
"This way, you can make him feel the pain all the time."
"If this method still doesn't work, I have other methods to ensure that he cannot survive or die."
Wang Lin's words couldn't help but open the eyes of the Jin Yiwei in front of him. For the people around him, he felt extremely lucky in his heart.
At this time, Wang Lin looked like the most tormenting ghost in the eyes of everyone, making everyone in front of them feel scared.
They were secretly glad in their hearts that Prince Lin was one of their own. As for his own people, Prince Lin never used this method.
Finally, after several rounds of this special kind of water torture, the one-eyed man in front of him finally spoke weakly:
"Stop, stop!"
"I'm willing to recruit them all, I just ask you to give me a good time..."
