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

Chapter 4: An army of five hundred thousand men assembled, first to destroy the country, then to support the king.

Seeing this, although Lin Yaozu said nothing, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

His eyes swept across the faces of his loyal followers one by one, and he felt at ease and had no worries.

Then, he waved his arms violently and spoke in a low and powerful voice.

"Gather the troops, this general has something to say!"

At this command, all the soldiers clasped their fists and shouted in unison.

"As ordered!"

Once the order was given, everyone took action immediately.

At this time, Lin Yaozu turned around and gave instructions to the soldiers around him.

"Come here, put on your armor!"

After a moment, the exclusive armor with a deep black light flowing through it was put on.

The armor seemed to have its own chill, and the air around it was pulled in and solidified into one piece, exuding bursts of biting cold.

But Lin Yaozu didn't feel anything strange, only a deep sense of familiarity.

It was as if this armor had belonged to him from the beginning and had accompanied him in countless battles.

Then, he walked into the yard and picked up his exclusive weapon, a Fang Tian Huaji that also flashed with cold light.

I couldn't help but start waving it.

Move after move, familiar battlefield killing moves, seemed to have been used countless times, and he used them with ease.

In just a moment, those things that were once hidden deep in his memory were completely controlled by Lin Yaozu.

It can even be said that when those killer moves are used, they are even more powerful than before, as if they have become an upgraded and enhanced version.

As for this, he still doesn't know what the reason is.

After that, he mounted his warhorse and led his personal soldiers to the military camp and training ground in his memory.

……

Dafeng Dynasty, in the capital.

Rays of sunlight penetrated the mist and fell on the magnificent palace.

The walls are towering, and the vermilion paint surface appears more solemn and majestic in the light. The glazed animal ridges on the top of the wall are arranged neatly, with different expressions.

The palace gate slowly opened, making a dull and long sound.

The two huge copper-clad doors are carved with intricate cloud and dragon patterns.

It looks vivid and lifelike, as if it will soar into the sky at any time.

Inside the gate, a team of guards dressed in gorgeous clothes patrolled in unison with their chests puffed out and stomachs tightened.

The silver scales on the armor sparkled, highlighting the royal dignity and inviolability.

After walking through the broad imperial road, the view before your eyes suddenly opens up, with palaces scattered in an orderly manner in the vast palace.

Each palace has a different style, with flying eaves, pointed corners, carved beams and painted buildings.

The palaces are surrounded by clear water and dotted with exotic flowers and plants.

The breeze blows gently and the fragrance of flowers fills the air.

In the distance, the main hall, "Taihe Hall", towers into the clouds, majestic and imposing.

The golden glazed tile roof reflects thousands of rays of light in the sun, like a palace of a god bathed in holy light.

And at this moment, inside the hall.

Sitting on the golden dragon throne was an extremely cold and beautiful empress.

She was dressed in a gorgeous and intricate dragon robe with delicate embroidery. Gold and silver threads were interwoven to create a divine dragon riding on the clouds and a phoenix spreading its wings ready to fly, exuding a faint aura of solemnity.

The empress's face was as cold as the moon, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were as deep as the night sky, which contained wisdom that saw through the world and unquestionable determination.

Her black hair falls like a waterfall, occasionally inlaid with a few strands of hair accessories woven with rare gems, sparkling with a low-key and mysterious luster.

Beneath the cold temperament, there is a subtle hint of loneliness and solitude.

At this moment, the air around her seemed to freeze because of her presence. Although the palace maids and guards stood on both sides, no one dared to make a sound. Only an invisible sense of oppression slowly flowed in the hall. Your Highness, rows of ministers sat upright, as if waiting for some opportunity.

At this time, Prime Minister Zhao Hui bowed and spoke.

"Your Majesty, General Lin Yaozu committed a heinous crime, slaughtering 70,000 innocent people from our friendly country, the Great Jin, and even refused eleven gold medals and imperial edicts."

"He who disrespects the imperial authority and regards the sovereign as nothing deserves death. I request that he be executed immediately to correct the trial."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the ministers vied with each other to second their opinions. Basically, if not 80% of the court officials agreed, at least 70% would agree.

This shows the power of the Prime Minister.

On the other side, a hint of gloom flashed across the depths of the empress's eyes.

Deep in his heart, he also silently sentenced Prime Minister Zhao Hui to death.

In her view, all powers of the dynasty must belong to itself, not to these so-called prime ministers and generals.

Those who fight for power should all die!
After a moment of dead silence, a cold voice sounded in the hall.

"Zhenyuan Hou is a royal marquis. How can we execute him without questioning or trial?"

"But if you still refuse to obey the twelve golden medals and the imperial edict."

"Even if he is a marquis, he must be beheaded to set things right."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Qin Hui had a sly smile on his face and his eyes were filled with ecstasy.

"Your Majesty is wise! How merciful! We are in awe!"

The other followers also followed suit, saying exactly the same words.

Seeing this, a sneer flashed in the empress's eyes.

Words of contempt emerged in my mind.

"Humph! Zhao Hui, you idiot! If you didn't need to bear the blame, I would have dealt with you long ago!"

"And Lin Yaozu is also an idiot. He is loyal enough, but unfortunately, the dynasty does not need a great general who is popular with the people."

At this moment, the empress had secretly made up her mind. After Lin Yaozu returned, she would put him under house arrest and let Zhao Hui kill him.

Next, the prime minister who was blamed for the incident will be dealt with as well.

In this way, the two biggest troubles will be solved, and the opportunity can be taken to clean up various cliques, strengthen control, and win the hearts of the people all over the world.

At most, you can issue a confession of guilt and hold a hypocritical memorial service afterwards.

In short, a series of plans have been planned from the very beginning.

The so-called Prime Minister Zhao Hui was nothing more than a puppet.

As for whether Lin Yaozu would rebel, the empress never doubted it.

After all, firstly, she believed in her own judgment, and secondly, if he had ill intentions, he would have had many opportunities and would not have waited until now.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Zhenyuan Hou Lin Yaozu to rebel.

A gentleman can deceive others with tricks. It is not difficult to deal with such a loyal person.

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die. It's that simple.

……

At the same time, in a distant border town, within the iron walls of the military camp, murderous aura rose straight into the sky, as if to split the sky apart.

Lin Yaozu stood proudly on the towering platform, gazing down at the army that was as dense as an ant colony and stretched to the end of his sight.
His face was solemn and he exuded a frightening and chilling aura.

The sound is like a huge bell, resounding through the sky.

"Comrades, look back at the past. We have been through wars for dozens of years and bloody battles for a hundred years. Just when we were pointing our swords at the Kingdom of Jin and were sure of victory, urgent news came like twelve thunderbolts."

"Your Majesty has issued a decree ordering us to stop fighting!"

"Do you agree?"

When he spoke the last part, his tone was stern and full of hatred.

(End of this chapter)