The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of soldiers, Lin Mu slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips glowing with a faint blue light, and drew a talisman in mid-air.

"Imperial Decree! The Sun and Moon Pierce the Spirit Feather!"

This is a corpse-controlling talisman that Lin Mu obtained from Master Qian. Ordinary Maoshan disciples can control at most a few dozen walking corpses at a time with the corpse-controlling talisman.

Lin Mu is different; by using the "Heavenly Record," he can stack thousands of corpse-controlling talismans at once.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, rise!"

Lin Mu gave a low shout, and countless blue light runes fell like raindrops, entering the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

In an instant, a chilling change occurred on the battlefield.

The corpses that were lying on the ground suddenly began to twitch and twist, and then one by one they stood up.

Their eyes were vacant and their movements stiff, yet they picked up the weapons beside them without hesitation and charged toward the Anhui Army's position.

Bullets struck them, splattering blood, but could not stop their advance.

A soldier with his leg blown off crawled and continued firing, while an officer with his skull split open was still waving his saber.

The Anhui army's positions were thrown into chaos.

"Ghost!!"

"My God! What kind of sorcery is this?!"

"An unkillable monster!"

The Anhui soldiers screamed in terror.

Those "resurrected" corpses were fearless and felt no pain; they would not fall even if they were shot more than a dozen times.

Some even dragged their mutilated bodies forward, crawling, shooting, or biting others.

The scene was no less terrifying than a zombie horde, and perhaps even more so.

The Anhui Army's Western Route Army had never seen anything like this before, and their morale completely collapsed.

"A ghost! It's a ghostly army borrowing a path!"

It's unclear who shouted this first, but the entire Anhui army position was immediately thrown into panic.

The soldiers abandoned their armor and fled for their lives.

Panic spread like a plague.

The soldiers inside the armored vehicle suffered a complete mental breakdown when they saw their former comrades turn into zombies and rush towards them.

Some people dropped their weapons and ran away, while others fired wildly indiscriminately in a hysterical frenzy.

Lin Mu then waved his hand: "Attack!"

The mechanized troops behind them surged forward like arrows, quickly taking over the fleeing soldiers and prisoners.

The Zhili army's position was deathly silent. Everyone was stunned by this godlike and demonic method, and even forgot to pursue the victory.

All that remained was boundless awe and fear.

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?"

Wu Peifu swallowed hard. Looking at Lin Mu's godlike figure, he understood that the outcome of this battle was already decided, and the fate of the Beiyang Army was about to change.

Looking at the scene before him, Si Teng said to Lin Mu, "General, aren't you afraid that the Xuanmen people will cause you trouble by such desecration of the dead?"

Lin Mu's gaze was cold: "When a person dies, they are dead. What's wrong with exchanging the dead for the living? Dying on the battlefield is the fate of a soldier. I'm just maximizing their value."

Using corpses in battle has both advantages and disadvantages. It is indeed inhumane, but it can minimize one's own casualties, demoralize the enemy, and cause them to collapse quickly.

As for who will condemn it, let them talk to the gun.

Lin Mu did not stop, and continued to draw talismans in the air. Another wave of talisman rain fell, and thousands of corpses stood up and began to surround and intercept the defeated Anhui army.

These undead soldiers felt no pain and were unafraid of death, forming a terrifying wave.

The main force of the Anhui Army's western route collapsed completely under such inhuman offensive, and the survivors fled for their lives.

On the same night, the Anhui armies on both the eastern and western fronts suffered devastating blows and completely collapsed.

Upon receiving the devastating news from the front lines, especially the horrific description of the "zombie horde devouring people," Duan Qirui turned deathly pale, vomited blood, and fainted on the spot.

The Anhui clique never recovered from this setback.

Although the Zhili faction won a great victory, Cao Kun, Wu Peifu, and others were not happy at all.

They had witnessed that inhuman power firsthand and knew that if Lin Mu wanted to take their lives, it would probably be no more difficult than crushing an ant.

After the battle ended, Lin Mu dispelled the spell and let the corpse soldiers dig their own pits to bury the corpses and themselves.

The surviving soldiers silently watched this strange yet solemn scene, and many of them involuntarily bowed in salute.

At the same time, Lin Mu distributed generous compensation, provided medical treatment where necessary, and awarded prizes where appropriate.

The medical team that followed brought a large amount of penicillin to treat the wounded, and Lin Mu personally used his double-handed healing techniques to cure the seriously injured.

The living miracle dispelled their previous fear, and the soldiers' eyes gradually filled with fanaticism and worship.

Three days later, the Capitol Hall was brightly lit.

Jin Quan stood on the podium and spoke with great emotion: "The Zhili-Anhui War caused immense suffering and death, but fortunately General Lin Mu turned the tide! Such pillars of the nation should shoulder heavy responsibilities!"

Below the stage, Cao Kun, Wu Peifu, and others sat in the front row with ashen faces.

When the ballot box was brought up, Cao Kun cast his vote in favor with trembling hands, and whispered to Wu Peifu, "Ziyu, a wise man knows when to yield!"

Faced with Lin Mu's power, which was enough to overturn all rules, and the fact that the Kyoto region had already changed hands, the remaining Zhili warlords and the military governors who were watching from all over the country could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Finally, Yuan Shikai personally presented the commander's seal to Lin Mu, saying, "I hope Commander Lin will consider the well-being of the people and not delay."

The moment Lin Mu received the command seal, cannons outside the hall fired in unison.

The cameras in the reporters' hands flashed like a sea of ​​stars, recording this historic moment.

The following day, the "Proclamation of the Beiyang Government" was circulated throughout the country:

Lin Mu was specially appointed as the Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy of the Republic of China, in charge of all military and political affairs in the country.

With his outstanding military achievements and undisputed military power, Lin Mu stepped into the pinnacle of power and rightfully became the new master of the Beiyang government.

At the inauguration ceremony, Lin Mu stood on the high platform under the spotlight, looking down at the crowd below.

"General, military governors from various regions have sent congratulatory telegrams expressing their loyalty."

Jin Quan bowed and handed over a stack of telegrams.

Lin Mu glanced at it indifferently: "It's just for show. Pass down the order that a military conference be held again in three days, and all military governors must attend in person."

"What if anyone is absent?"

Jin Quan asked tentatively.

Lin Mu's lips curled into a cold smile: "Then you'll never need to come again."

He didn't have time to play games with these seasoned veterans. Those who obeyed prospered, and those who resisted perished; there was no third way.

Chapter 114: Three Strikes Shatter the Traitor's Soul

Lin Mu, who controlled the Beiyang Army and held the position of Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy, was busy with many affairs of state, implementing new policies and reorganizing the military, but he was not trapped in his desk all day long.

He was adept at managing his subordinates, and most of the time he only gave general guidance, which his subordinates would then do their best to carry out.

The Beiyang government, free from internal strife, treason, and corruption, focused solely on practical matters, resulting in a completely new atmosphere and far greater efficiency than before. However, this was by no means what the foreign powers desired.

Russia, the United States, France, England, and Japan have long supported their own warlord proxies throughout China, all in an effort to get a share of the spoils on this land.

They are more afraid of a united and powerful dragon nation.

To this end, countries have used every means at their disposal: wooing, assassinating, supporting opposition forces, and even using individuals with supernatural abilities to infiltrate the Dragon Kingdom and cause sabotage.

Western vampires, Japanese Onmyoji and ninjas, Southeast Asian sorcerers, and British wizards all make their appearance.

The extraordinary forces of the Dragon Kingdom also made their move, with many reclusive Taoist priests descending the mountains to fight against the outsiders.

In just a few days, dozens of extraordinary battles have erupted in secret.

Lin Tian was also attacked several times, but before he could make a move, the assassins were killed by Si Teng.

Afterwards, Yue Qiluo also came to Kyoto.

The two enchantresses met and fought, proving to be evenly matched. Under Lin Mu's tutelage, they are now as close as sisters and inseparable.

Through the recent struggles between extraordinary forces, Lin Mu has roughly figured out the situation in this world.

Although the world of the folk-fiction world contains demons and monsters, and even a hellish reincarnation, the Heavenly Court seems to have disappeared.

The underworld was also in chaos, with the Ten Kings of Hell nowhere to be found and various ghost kings ruling their own territories.

Meanwhile, deities from other countries have also collectively disappeared, their whereabouts unknown—whether they went to other dimensions or encountered some kind of uncontrollable force.

The absence of divine intervention emboldened Lin Mu to act even more boldly.

In the spring of Beijing, willows sway along the banks and peach blossoms begin to bloom.

A gentle breeze rustles through the fallen petals, adding a touch of gentle beauty to this ancient capital.

Lin Mu, enjoying a rare moment of leisure, strolled through the streets with Si Teng and Yue Qiluo.

Si Teng wore a dark green cheongsam with a light gauze shawl over it, which accentuated her graceful figure; Yue Qiluo wore a white cheongsam embroidered with gold, which was elegant and noble with a touch of eeriness.

Two stunningly beautiful women walked alongside them, attracting frequent glances from passersby, but no one dared to approach them for a chat.

Nowadays, Lin Mu's portrait is displayed all over the streets and alleys, and even silver coins are engraved with his profile relief.

In Kyoto, everyone knows this Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy who controls the Beiyang Army.

Although he disliked this kind of formalism, Lin Mu did not stop it.

In times of chaos, it might be a good thing to let illiterate people know who is in charge.

The three arrived at a rather elegant teahouse called "Tingyu Xuan". The manager recognized Lin Mu at a glance and hurriedly went to greet him, but Lin Mu waved him off.

"A pot of Longjing tea, and a quiet spot will suffice."

Lin Mu's tone was calm, yet it carried an inherent authority.

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly and led the three to a private room by the window on the second floor.

The area offers a wide view of the streetscape, yet remains relatively quiet.

Not long after I sat down, I heard the laughter and chatter of young people coming from the next private room.

"Brother Yanxi, that Miss Wang at the ball yesterday stared at you with wide eyes!"

"Tsk tsk, Seventh Young Master is now the number one playboy in Beijing!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I, Jin Yanxi, act with integrity. How could I be a womanizer?"

A clear male voice responded, with a hint of smugness in its tone.

His words were full of romantic sentiments, but lacked any sense of national ambition.

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow slightly. Si Teng said softly, "Should I go and warn them?"

Lin Mu shook his head: "Young people can speak freely, what's wrong with that?"

In this day and age, we can't expect everyone to understand sacrifice and dedication. As long as it doesn't violate laws and regulations, we can turn a blind eye.

The world is not simply black and white.

All Lin Mu can do is strengthen the country's power and improve the people's sense of identity and living standards.

While doing so, complete the main and side quests issued by the system to improve your own strength.

He had basically dealt with all the major warlords in the country, and the remaining minor warlords would need some time to be dealt with gradually.

Relatively speaking, those powerful nations were more troublesome to deal with.

However, once Lin Mu has built the Ark Reactor, assembled dozens of Sky Carriers, and used nuclear bombs to clean up the ground, Lin Mu believes they will understand human language.

Lin Mu glanced at the next room with his golden eyes and saw Jin Yanxi's face clearly.

Jin Yanxi's father, Jin Quan, is now working in the cabinet and is indeed a capable person.

Although he had some minor flaws, Jin Quan was considered to have kept himself clean compared to other officials.

Unfortunately, none of his sons were any good; they were all parasites that leeched off Jin Quan and were incapable of shouldering great responsibilities.