The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

"Is there anything else you want to say..." Ajax asked softly as she cleaned Naluye's blood-stained body, still retaining a shred of kindness towards a dying person.

“…Cut me in half!” After a few seconds of silence, Naluye mumbled, her voice indistinct but firm.

“…Hmm?” Roland was taken aback. There weren’t many ways for the Chariot People to die with dignity. One was to behead a warrior, and the other was to cut a guilty person in half. He never expected that Naluye would choose this.

"Can...can't you...hiss! Take it off?" Naluye pleaded with Roland, her mouth agape.

“Okay…” Roland was taken aback, then waved his hand, and two knights immediately came forward and lifted Naluye off the wooden stake as if she were being tortured.

"Cough cough..." Naluye lay on the chariot, coughing up a lot of blood.

"It hurts..." Naluye lay on the chariot, her two jade-like legs began to tremble. Because she had been pulled away from the wooden stake, the wounds that had been blocked and healed were torn open again, and gushing blood spurted out of her body.

"Thump!" Naluye's legs went weak and she knelt down.

"Holy Light!" Roland intervened in time to save him, and the bleeding stopped quickly, but the bloodstains on his legs were still extremely glaring.

"Let me wash you again!" Ajax helped Naluye onto the chariot and let her lie on it. Then she used her battle aura to heat the water in the water sac and carefully washed away all the bloodstains.

“Thank you…” Naluye said hoarsely.

“…” Ajax shook her head with some sympathy.

"Here it is?" Roland asked.

"Yes, thank you!" Naluye nodded and prepared to kneel down.

"Wait!" Roland stopped her and instead directed a knight to spread a large linen cloth on the ground. This was her execution ground, and also her shroud.

"Have you made your choice?" Roland asked uncertainly.

"Um... I am a sinner of the tribe, I should atone..." Naluye gasped, as if speaking had exhausted most of her strength. Although she could not move, she clearly knew that she had become bait in Roland's hands, bait that would cause heavy casualties to the tribe!
“I still have a use for your head, in a moment…” Roland began.

"Used to pay tribute to those cavalrymen? You're a good king!" Naluye looked at Roland.

Roland didn't speak, just stood there silently. After all, only Boss Cao could remain calm and collected while discussing borrowing someone's head in front of others.

“Take it, but I hope it’s after I die,” Naluye said to herself, shaking her head.

Ignoring everyone else, Naluye climbed onto the linen, found a comfortable spot to kneel, and then bowed her head and clasped her hands to pray to the shaman. Her wheat-colored body radiated a faint golden light under the setting sun, making her look somewhat tragically beautiful!

The knights and centaurs around had long since scattered, and everyone tacitly ignored what was happening here. This was not only a matter of knightly virtue, but also a sign of reverence for the loss of life.

"Can we begin now..." Ajax gently patted Naluye, who was kneeling on the linen.

"Can we wait a little longer?" Naluye asked, opening her eyes.

"Hmm." The two fell silent.

Less than a minute later, Naluye opened her eyes, regaining some of her liveliness. She smiled at Ajax and Roland.

"Thank you, let's begin," Naluye said, turning her head.

“Hmm!” Ajax responded, gently taking her hand behind her back and then tying it up high behind her back. Throughout the process, Naluye remained quiet, neither struggling nor speaking, simply letting Ajax bind her.

“Alright, Your Highness!” Ajax said softly, then she helped Naluye kneel on the ground. Naluye’s head was on the ground and her legs were bent as she knelt, which had the advantage of exposing the victim’s waist completely.

"Well……"

Roland suddenly noticed that Naluye was trembling slightly, which must have taken a lot of courage for her to choose such torture.

"Pat pat." Ajax casually patted Naluye's shoulder.

“Be brave, it will be quick,” Ajax comforted her, then pulled out a strip of cloth to wrap around her eyes to block her vision, hoping that not being able to see would put her at ease. “No…” Naluye turned her head away and refused Ajax’s blindfold.

“Okay.” Ajax patted her head and stood up.

Ajax gently extended her hand, gesturing for Roland to proceed: "Your Highness, please handle your own affairs!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and stood to the side, saying nothing more.

"..." Roland glared at Ajax, but Ajax remained unmoved.

“You promised their father you’d give them a decent living. Do it yourself!” Ajax turned her head away.

"Caslo!" Roland had no choice but to call out.

"No! Your Highness!" Caslo rushed over, glanced at Roland, and before Roland could even speak, he decisively refused and ran away.

"..." Roland's lips twitched, and he had no choice but to draw the Dragon Slayer Sword and do it himself.

"Clang! Clang!" The sound of plate armor clashing echoed in Naluye's ears. She couldn't help but look up and saw Roland holding a sword. She shrank back in fear.

"Don't move around, it'll be quick. Be careful not to miss if you twist!" Roland gently patted Naluye's pert buttocks with his sword, calming the restless girl down.

"Huff huff huff..." Naluye seemed to have a premonition of something. She turned around and looked deeply at Roland. In her eyes, Roland saw pleading, relief, resentment and a bit of gratitude. Then she slowly lowered her head and stretched her body.

"Gulp!" Roland swallowed hard. At this moment, Naluye was undoubtedly very tempting. Her wheat-colored body was very healthy, her slender waist was very supple, and her curvaceous body would undoubtedly drive most men crazy. Unfortunately, she would soon be separated from her body.

"Are you sure?" Roland asked again, after all, this was no easier than impalement, and could be considered torture in itself.

"Sigh!" Roland gently patted her pert buttocks, and in the instant her body tensed up after her attention was diverted, he raised the Dragon Slayer Sword...

The dragon-slaying sword, sharp enough to cut through dragon scales, easily pierced Naluye's waist, then instantly withdrew. Naluye, kneeling on the ground, suddenly twitched, and then a "red line" appeared on her waist, quickly spreading to both sides...

"Thump!" The upper body, having lost its support, fell into a pool of blood, steaming internal organs flowing out along the smooth cut. The severed lower body also lay on the ground, convulsing, its internal organs mixed with blood soaking a large piece of linen.

"Hiss~ It hurts! Hiss~ Ugh! It hurts~" Instead of the expected screams, Naluye, who was being tortured, was now gasping for breath with a deathly pale face, her legs kicking wildly out of control.

"It hurts!" Naluye stared blankly at Roland, her mind now filled with only one word—pain! Excruciating pain! Heart-wrenching pain! Torture that felt like her soul was being torn apart! The pain caused her to break out in a cold sweat and tears to stream down her face; she didn't even have the strength to scream.

"It hurts so much—uh!" Naluye, trembling in pain, suddenly felt someone help her up, but she couldn't care less about that now. She gasped for breath like someone starving for oxygen, trying to ease her pain. She wished death would come sooner, but apart from the sharp pain in her lower back reminding her of the torture she had just endured, she became even more lucid.

"Ugh..." Naluye looked at Roland, who was helping her up, with some shame and anger. She had already... why was he still humiliating her like this? Her exposed breasts trembled violently with anger and pain.

"This is too uncomfortable for you, let me help you!" Roland's calm voice came.

Then Naluye felt her hair being pulled together; it turned out that Roland had wrapped her hair around his head and coiled it into a bun.

"Bite it!" Roland held a strand of hair to Naluye's lips.

Naluye, her mouth agape in pain, didn't refuse and naturally bit the end of her hair. Then she saw Roland pull the Dragon Slayer Sword out of the ground with one hand, and she instantly understood.

"Don't go to the battlefield in your next life. War is a man's business! Women shouldn't be dragged into it! Go to sleep, it's all in the past!" Roland's warm voice came through the room.

Naluye glanced at Roland with gratitude, and Roland nodded slightly before straightening her head. Naluye felt a slight chill on her neck, and then her field of vision rapidly rose...

"Huh? How come that body was cut in half? The internal organs are spilling out! But the body is really great! It's got all the curves in the right places! Hmm? Where's the head? Oh! So this is my corpse!" Naluye suddenly realized that her head should be in Roland's hands right now!

"Ugh... So sleepy... So dark..." Naluye quickly fell into eternal darkness. Her last memory was of her headless corpse with her limbs separated from her body.

Roland gently closed her half-closed eyes and sighed. It was all over!
"Congratulations, host, on successfully repelling the invasion of the Dongyi people! Reward: 10 acres of land blessed by the Goddess of Harvest! Reward: Upgrade the armor of all knights! Reward:..."