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Chapter 391 391. Dungeon, Hypnosis, Personality Collapse (First Update)
Occupying the city did not consume much manpower, or rather, the most difficult siege battle had already been fought by Mo Hao and Professor Agumon.

The remaining soldiers were only used to take over the city and maintain law and order.

Although Zhang Jiao had some complaints about Mo Hao's behavior of charging into battle all by himself, he was firmly pushed back by Mo Hao.

"I don't have that much time to slowly train the army, nor do I have time to tell them why they should fight. I want to seize the [Lemangni Empire] in the shortest possible time. This is the fastest way."

"If you want to have enough to eat, want to get rich, want to be an official, just follow me and charge forward!"

"When you led the Yellow Turban Army to overthrow the Han Dynasty, were you just a commander?"

That was obviously impossible. At least in Zhang Jue's memory, in the early days of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he directly used magic to bombard the Han army.

Otherwise, if the mostly untrained Yellow Turban Army and the soldiers fought directly, the casualty ratio would be quite ugly.

"I'm just reminding you. I don't want you to make the same mistake again." Zhang Jue seemed very calm in response to Mo Hao's tough reply. "I did the same thing as you at the beginning, and then I was hit by the backlash of the Han Dynasty and suffered injuries. I guess you are about to encounter the same thing."

Mo Hao felt that he still needed to pay attention to something like the backlash of national destiny, which was something that could not be seen physically. "What does the backlash of national destiny look like?"

"I don't know. I can only tell you that it will wait for its chance and inflict the greatest harm on you at the critical moment."

Zhang Jue raised his right hand. There was a wound on the palm of his hand, cutting off all the palm lines.

"I was accidentally shot in the palm by a stray arrow. It was only a minor wound, and then I suddenly became seriously ill and died. This is the backlash of national destiny."

Mo Hao was silent for a while, then nodded and said nothing, then turned and left.

……

For the people of Ati City, the change of controller did not cause much shock. For those who had been hungry for a long time, who controls the city is less worthy of concern than where to find the next meal.

Coincidentally, once the Yellow Turbans took control of the city, they began manufacturing street lamps, distributing food, and hanging nobles and parliamentarians.

However, this time the situation was a little different from that in Daxi City. Since Mo Hao did not conceal his actions after capturing the city, others could easily find out what had happened in Daxi City.

So some time ago, the nobles and parliamentarians secretly transferred and hid the food and family wealth.

The captured nobles and parliamentarians all knew that the hidden food was their life-saving talisman, and they refused to reveal where the food was hidden no matter what.

Torture is useless, and care must be taken not to cause so much damage as to cause death.

These nobles knew very well that the fewer people there were who possessed food and wealth, the safer they would be.

So after hiding the grain, they killed all the transport personnel, and in each family, there were no more than three people who knew where the grain and wealth were hidden.

After learning the news, Mo Hao knew that he had to take action.

It is difficult to get anything out of these nobles with just the abilities of his subordinates.

……

Torches in the dungeon were providing the little light they could get. As the flames flickered, shadows seemed to open their bloody mouths, trying to devour the people inside.

Several nobles and parliamentarians who were found to have hoarded the most grain were now sitting upright, their bodies tense, and cold sweat began to flow from their foreheads.

Because the person they were facing at this time was none other than Mo Hao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban Army, a humble name, but when the people who called themselves the Yellow Turban Army captured the city of Daxi some time ago and then completely destroyed the defense force outside the city of Yadi, this name has been on the desks of various nobles and generals. When the Yellow Turban Army captured the city of Daxi, they were the rebels of the [Lemangeni Empire].

But after the Yellow Turban Army captured two cities in succession, they became the enemy of all countries.

For the current city of Ati, Mo Hao is undoubtedly the supreme ruler.

Facing the de facto supreme ruler of the city, these nobles and parliamentarians felt uncomfortable.

Because of the aura emanating from Mo Hao, they felt scared and terrified.

I smelled the sickening smell of blood, heard the deafening sound of fighting, and the turbid and smelly air in the dungeon was no longer there when I breathed.

They only felt that they were drowned in the ocean, and this was not ordinary sea water, but a sea of ​​blood.

Blood filled their seven orifices, their breathing was forcibly stopped, their hearts beat at a rate of two hundred beats per second, and the frequency continued to increase.

Just by looking at each other, the body is telling the owner with the most intense reaction, leave, leave quickly, leave no matter what.

We must stay away from the existence in front of us, this thing that is covered in human skin but whose contents are unknown.

"Well, it seems you won't tell me either." The figure who was extremely terrifying in the eyes of the nobles shrugged, as if giving up the interrogation, "Then let's play a simple game."

After that, Mo Hao took out a coin, threw it into the air and caught it, "Guess heads or tails. If you guess right, I'll let you go."

The nobles and parliamentarians had no idea what Mo Hao was up to, so they could only carefully watch and observe Mo Hao's expression.

There is no trace of joking or any kind of kidding.

"I'm going to conquer the next city. I don't want to bother with you guys anymore. But it's not in line with my rules to just let you go, so this is a gamble."

"If you guess right, you can leave. If you guess wrong, tell me where the thing is hidden. Of course, this is just an excuse."

"you first."

Pointing at a random congressman, the congressman thought about the trajectory of the coin just now, "Tails, I guess tails."

Remove the covered palm and the coin will appear front.

"You guessed wrong. Okay, next one."

Seeing that Mo Hao didn't do anything to the congressman even if he guessed wrong, the others more or less believed what Mo Hao said. Perhaps the other party really saw that they couldn't get anything out of their mouths, and it would be embarrassing to let them go directly, so they used this game as an excuse.

Maybe it was because Mo Hao was very good at guessing coins, or maybe it was because they had been in the dungeon for a while, the nobles and councilors were in a bad state, and the next few people guessed wrong one after another.

By the time someone realized that something might be wrong, since someone had already guessed it, they couldn't refuse this game facing Mo Hao.

In the end, everyone in the dungeon lost the coin toss to Mo Hao.

Mo Hao stood up and stretched, then walked out of the dungeon without looking back. At the same time, he said to the people who stayed in the dungeon, "Okay, tell me where you hid your things, and the others should quickly record them and send them up after they are sorted out."

When the recorders looked over, they found that the nobles and parliamentarians had blank eyes, as if they had lost their self-awareness.

They kept muttering to themselves, detailing the locations where the food and wealth were hidden.

(End of this chapter)