Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 173: Eight kings of different surnames showed up, holding the weapons bestowed by the emperor and forcing the emperor to abdicate. They issued an imperial decree and offered to atone for their sins on behalf of God.

Qingzhou was also shrouded in war.

The flames of war spread to every corner, and houses were burning in flames, making crackling sounds.

On the battlefield, soldiers fought bravely and fought for their respective beliefs.

The people cried in fear, not knowing what the future would hold.

The rebels swept in everywhere, ruthlessly plundering everything.

Many families were torn apart, loved ones were separated, and cries of pain echoed in the air.

Yangzhou was not spared either.

The bloody battlefield is terrifying and the smell of death fills the air.

The rebels' attack was as fierce as a storm. The guards in the city put up a tenacious resistance but were still unable to withstand the rebels' offensive.

The people were struggling to survive in the war, and they watched their homes being destroyed, their hearts filled with despair.

Among them, the vast majority were forcibly taken away by the rebels and forced to join the anti-bandit team, and their fate became confusing from then on.

When Yizhou, Qingzhou and Yangzhou were plunged into chaos and war, many government officials tried to stop the rebel attacks.

In their hearts, perhaps they still have loyalty to the court, or perhaps they just want to protect the land they live on.

However, the power of these people seemed so small in the face of the surging tide of rebels.

Some county magistrates who were blindly loyal to the imperial court straightened up and organized the few yamen runners in the county government in an attempt to resist the rebel invasion.

There was a determination gleam in their eyes. Although they knew their strength was limited, they were still unwilling to give up easily.

At this moment, the county magistrate stood in front of the county government office, giving an impassioned speech to his runners, boosting their morale and trying to arouse their courage and sense of responsibility.

"As officials appointed by the imperial court, we should protect this land for the people and be loyal to the imperial court! Now that the rebels are attacking, we must not retreat and must fight them to the end!"

"This is where we were born, and behind us are our fellow villagers. If we fail, I'm afraid we're all doomed..."

"Think about your wives and children...Think about your parents..."

Similar words echoed in the air. Although the yamen runners were afraid, they were encouraged and clenched their weapons tightly, ready for the upcoming battle.

However, resistance is often futile.

In this chaotic situation, some mysterious martial artists are moving through the streets like ghosts.

They held long swords and moved swiftly, like walking gods of death.

From time to time, martial artists would take advantage of the yamen runners' unpreparedness and quietly approach the county magistrate or other minor officials.

When they appeared, they could often cut off the heads of officials with their sharp swords in just a few strokes.

Instantly, blood splattered in the air, and lives were lost in an instant. The county magistrates who had just finished encouraging the yamen runners fell in a pool of blood before they even had time to react.

Afterwards, after killing the official, those martial artists did not forget to spit and curse him.

"Bah! You dog official! You still want to stop the Heavenly Army from rising up! You will die with the people! You deserve no pity for your death!"

His words were filled with disgust and anger towards these Wu Dynasty officials.

In their view, these corrupt officials were representatives of the corrupt court, and their resistance would only bring more pain and disaster to the people.

These martial artists may be part of the rebellion, may be from a mysterious force, or may think they represent justice.

In short, their appearance made the situation in the three states more chaotic and dangerous.

In the midst of war, life has become so fragile. The once bustling streets have now turned into a bloody battlefield.

The breath of death permeates the air.

The people fled everywhere, looking for a safe place, but in this chaotic situation, where is the real safe place?
They can only wait in fear and despair for fate to decide their fate, or for the protection of the "justice" of some local martial arts sects.

The sacrifices of the county magistrates and yamen runners did not change the situation. The rebels continued to attack like a tidal wave, and the three states were still in endless chaos.

This war seems to have no end, and the suffering of the people continues.

I don’t know when peace will come and when these nightmare days will end.

On the other side, outside the palace, eight kings of different surnames rushed in with angry looks.

During this period, the eunuchs did not dare to stop them at all. They could only run hurriedly to the back and inform Lin Yaozu first.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Something terrible has happened!"

At the same moment, Lin Yaozu was sipping fine wine, looking relaxed, surrounded by beautiful girls.

A moment later, the atmosphere in the palace was so tense that it seemed as if water could condense out of it.

Eight kings of different surnames, including King Fu, King You, King Jing, King De, King Zhao, King Ji, King Hu, and King Zheng, stood side by side, all with solemn expressions, staring at Lin Yaozu with sharp eyes.

The next moment.

Prince Fu spoke first, his voice was loud and firm, the weapon in his hand gleaming with majesty under the candlelight.

"The former king bestowed the golden mace upon me to support the military dynasty and protect the people. If the emperor is not upright, I will punish the tyrants. If the wicked are in power, I will punish the corrupt officials."

Then, King You tightly grasped a stick, the exquisite patterns on it seemed to be telling of past splendor and glory.

"The previous king bestowed upon me the Panlong Staff, and I will bear it in mind when I was in danger. I will loyally protect the bright sun and moon, and will not allow any traitors to stand at the border."

After a breath, King Jing refused to give in, his eyes full of determination: "The previous king bestowed the Huwu Axe, which held up half the sky in the past. It also protected the country in the game against the Japanese pirates and ensured the longevity of the Wu Dynasty."

Prince De stroked the divine weapon, and the blade emitted a biting coldness.

"The former king bestowed upon me the purple gold sword, which was forged from five purple golds. If the king mishandles the government, the sword will show no mercy."

Prince Ji raised his weapon high, with great momentum: "The previous king bestowed upon me the whip of the king. It held up half the sky in those days. It protected the master among millions of soldiers and ensured the longevity of the Wu Dynasty."

The Laker held the hammer tightly with both hands, heavy and powerful.

"The previous king gave me the purple gold hammer, which was forged with five purple gold and a hundred times of forging. If the king makes mistakes in government affairs, I will not show mercy under such circumstances."

At this time, King Zhao stepped forward, pointed at the water-milled Zen stick beside him, and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty, please look. This water-milled Zen staff was bestowed by Emperor Taizu. It can also be used to beat and kill tyrants who betray their subjects."

King Zheng also raised his walking stick, and the dragon head engraved on it was also lifelike.

"This dragon-headed cane was also given by Emperor Taizu. It can also be used to beat the tyrants who abuse and kill their subjects!"

The next moment.

The eight people shouted in unison: "The people of the three states are all in rebellion. Your Majesty, please issue an imperial edict to atone for your sins on your own behalf. Otherwise, don't blame us for committing treason!"

At the same time.

Lin Yaozu: “…”

The atmosphere at the scene fell into dead silence. What a stupid thing to do.

Was it really granted by the previous emperor, or the emperor before that?
However, do these eight guys in front of me have problems with their brains?

If someone rebels, then we must put down the rebellion!

As a result, the emperor was asked to atone for his sins on behalf of God, issue an edict of repentance, and actively admit his mistakes!

hiss……

Don't understand...

I really can’t understand…

(End of this chapter)