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

Chapter 180: The streets are covered with the bones of nobles, and the bloody tyrant Lin Yaozu.

At this moment, the remaining few rebel generals who had not had time to join the discussion were horrified when an extremely indifferent voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"If you do it again, all nine generations of your clan will be killed!"

The sound seemed to come from the deep and boundless void, without any warmth, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts hard, shaking their souls.

The several surviving generals were stunned for a moment, and then unspeakable fear surrounded them like a surging tide.

His face turned as pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead like beads that had broken off a string.

Those cold words echoed in my mind like a spell, and the fear deepened with each echo.

This moment.

Their bodies began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. Their legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead and were so weak that they could barely support their bodies.

The fear was like a dark cloud that covered the sky and made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

One of the generals felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was going to burst through his chest and jump out of his throat.

His eyes widened in horror, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

Another general, his legs going limp, sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with despair and regret.

He never imagined that the rebellion he was involved in would bring such terrible consequences.

And the puppet emperor Lin Yaozu, who looked like a clown, was actually as terrifying as a god or demon.

At this moment, my mind was completely blank, with only that indifferent voice echoing like a ghost, as if it was the merciless judgment of the god of death.

Another general was so frightened that he wet his pants on the spot.

The yellow liquid slowly flowed down the trouser legs, emitting a pungent smell.

His face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to black, and his body kept twitching.

My heart was filled with fear and despair. I wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but my throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.

The few remaining rebel generals struggled in the abyss of fear, deeply aware that their fate was now completely in Lin Yaozu's hands.

They were filled with regret, regretting their greed and stupidity, and regretting taking part in this doomed rebellion.

However, it is too late now, and one can only wait for the unknown fate to decide in endless fear.

at the same time.

Inside the palace, Lin Yaozu stood quietly, his eyes slowly sweeping across the extremely luxurious scene before him.

His eyes were deep and cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of coldness that seemed to be able to freeze the air around him.

He just stood there, like a towering mountain, giving people an unshakable sense of powerful oppression.

The entire Kyoto, and even the vast land of Zhongzhou, are all under powerful perception.

The emanating consciousness was like an invisible giant net, covering this vast world.

Any ray of light emitted can be like the eyes of God, clearly knowing everything that happens within its domain.

Every subtle movement, every action and every word of every person could not escape Lin Yaozu's insight.

Whether it is the whispers of the people in the streets or the secret plots in the mansions, it can be sensed accurately.

Lin Yaozu was well aware of the little moves of the rebellious generals.

Those schemes that seemed secret were nothing more than childish tricks in his eyes.

Every conspiracy, every secret maneuver was like a crude farce performed before his eyes.

I didn't care before because I was too lazy to deal with it. Now, I'm tired of playing with it, so I'll naturally strike back.

In just a moment, under the terrifying personal power like that of a god or demon, all the efforts of General Huo Yong were easily taken over by Lin Yaozu.

The next day, the morning light was just breaking, and the rising sun was frightened by the tense atmosphere and its brightness was dimmed.

The air was filled with a chilling and murderous atmosphere.

A group of soldiers, led by a rebel general, rushed towards the manors of various aristocratic families like a surging black tide.

The heavy footsteps sounded like rumbling thunder, each one seemed to hit the heart, making people tremble with fear.

The faces of those rebel generals were as cold as ice, and their eyes were flashing with greed like hungry wolves and almost insane madness. Deep in their eyes, there was also a flash of fear of Lin Yaozu.

There was only a loud "boom" and the gates of the manors of various forces collapsed under the violent impact. The sound they made was like a desperate wail.

The soldiers rushed into the manor like a group of hungry jackals.

The weapon in his hand flashed a cold light in the sunlight, like the scythe of the god of death.

Suddenly, the manor was in chaos, with cries, pleas for mercy, and curses mixed together, but nothing could stop these devil-like soldiers.

They rummaged through boxes and cabinets wantonly, smashed open boxes and cabinets roughly, and left no corner where treasure might be hidden.

The exquisite porcelain was crushed underfoot and the precious calligraphy and paintings were thrown on the ground at will.

The women screamed in terror and ran everywhere, but were ruthlessly caught by the soldiers.

The men resisted angrily, but their resistance seemed so powerless in the face of the overwhelming number of soldiers.

The smell of blood permeated the air, and those members of the aristocratic families who were once high and mighty were now like lambs to be slaughtered.

A few hours later.

Countless gold, silver and jewels sparkle attractively in the sun.

Then, the soldiers roughly packed them into boxes and carried them out of the manor one by one.

These gold, silver and jewelry seem to be the fruits of sin, witnessing one bloody plunder after another.

Then, they were dug out in large quantities and sent to the palace, becoming Lin Yaozu's trophies.

And those once glorious aristocratic families are now only left with ruins, blood and tears all over the ground.

A few days later.

The general situation of the war in Zhongzhou was gradually revealed and spread to the other twelve states.

When the rebel forces heard this, they were all furious, but also felt a little doubtful.

In the base camps of various forces, insults were heard one after another.

"Useless! Such a useless person! Huo Yong actually let a puppet emperor rebel! That's it? He's still a great general? He's really a nepotist with no ability at all!"

"Damn Lin Yaozu! He actually flipped the table! He slaughtered the aristocratic family! He will definitely die!"

"Humph! Bastard! That dog emperor actually dared to defy the will of the world and confiscate the property and exterminate the clans of many noble families! This Wu Dynasty is the Wu Dynasty of the noble families, not the Wu Dynasty of the royal family!"

"After we have dealt with the other opponents, we will kill that dog emperor!"

"..."

Obviously, in the eyes of other forces, although Lin Yaozu had the chance to defeat General Huo Yong and controlled 100,000 troops, he was still not regarded as the biggest threat.

After all, he was so arrogant that he openly confronted eight kings of different surnames and caused chaos in the world in a short period of time. He had no possibility of pacifying the world.

(End of this chapter)