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

Chapter 19: Breaking through the battlefield, beheading the enemy in an army of millions, and suppressing the world alone.

“Someone! Someone come quickly! Stop him! Stop that Lin Yaozu! Don’t let him come over!”

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill the fake emperor! Reward him with 100,000 gold coins and make him a marquis!"

"Where are all the soldiers? Let's make achievements! Now is the time!"

"..."

The leaders, trembling in their hearts, stepped forward one after another and shouted loudly, with irresistible temptations and promises of huge rewards in their words.

Upon hearing these bold words, thousands of soldiers and generals felt their chests heaving and their breathing becoming heavy.

There seemed to be endless greed burning in his eyes, filled with excitement and desire.

In an instant, there was a roar like a tide that resounded through the sky, and everyone rushed out recklessly, forming an unstoppable torrent and rushing forward.

But Lin Yaozu showed no fear at all, instead he laughed wildly.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand was wielded wildly, like a black dragon raging in the wind, constantly changing the clouds and rain.

Silver light flickered, cold shadows flashed, and the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, leaving a series of crystal tracks.

In an instant, scarlet blood splattered all over the sky, like the flowers of hell blooming in the air, sad, beautiful and shocking.

All of a sudden, wailing sounds rose one after another, interweaving into a elegy that echoed under the blood-stained sky, making people's hearts palpitate and tremble with fear.

In a flash, the battlefield turned into a Shura hell, with broken limbs and corpses mixed together, covering the ground in a mess.

Ordinary soldiers and generals were unable to stop anything.

They were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot and were crushed into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Ten people... a hundred people... a thousand people...

Unintentionally, Lin Yaozu once again accomplished the feat of killing a thousand people.

In silence, the awakening mission of the Greedy Wolf Star hidden in the virtual interface quietly advanced one tenth of the progress.

At this moment, Lin Yaozu was like a lone hero, fighting against thousands of enemies alone. He carved out a bloody path across the battlefield, aiming directly at the locations of the leaders of various forces.

Faced with this horrifying scene, all the nobles were shocked, and fear in their hearts surged like a tide.

At this moment, some leaders were still shouting at the top of their lungs to order their soldiers to go and stop them, their voices trembling.

The rest, under the strict protection of their personal soldiers, hastily evacuated to a safer area farther away, and their backs looked particularly embarrassed.

In the hearts of these people, life is heavier than any treasure.

Although it is still unknown whether Lin Yaozu can break through the siege and reach his target, he dare not bet on that tiny probability.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. These people do not want to rely on others for their safety.

However, it is too late to withdraw now.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Lin Yaozu's target was them.

Even if you want to escape, it depends on whether someone wants to let you go.

After a while.

At the former coalition stronghold, Lin Yaozu brandished a weapon that gleamed with cold light and rushed in as swiftly as a dragon with great momentum.

Not far in front of him, dozens of enemy soldiers were blocking the way like moths to a flame, vowing to build an insurmountable line of defense with their flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, faced with such determination, Lin Yaozu simply gave a light blow.

Just like a cold judge, he turned those brave but ill-fated souls into dozens of cold yet tragic numbers in the mission of "slaughtering tens of thousands of people".

At this moment, the two leaders who had not yet escaped were shaking uncontrollably and shouting in fear.

"I am King Jing! You can't kill..."

"We are all born into royal families, descendants of nobles..."

In an instant, a dazzling silver light streaked across the sky.

Accompanied by two dull noises, two heads suddenly flew into the sky, and blood dyed the sky red.

Then, Lin Yaozu held the two heads in his palms with graceful and easy movements, as if picking autumn fruits.

After that, he looked down at the two faces that were frozen with endless fear and unwillingness, and spoke with sarcasm, every word as cold as ice. "Can't kill? I will kill them anyway!!"

"Royal family? Humph, what a ridiculous title!"

"In my eyes, you are nothing but the remnants of the old dynasty who are lingering on!"

As he said this, he chopped down the two general flags on the spot.

The soldiers around saw this scene and were all terrified, their screams resounding through the sky.

"Prince Jing...Prince Jing...is dead!"

"Ah - His Royal Highness Prince Kang has met with an accident, run away, run away!"

As they spoke, fear spread rapidly like a plague, and despair and panic were written all over the faces of countless soldiers.

at the same time.

The 500,000 soldiers and generals of the Zhenyuan Army, who were as ferocious as wolves and as brave as tigers, also displayed their terrifying combat power on the battlefield.

It was like an unstoppable torrent that shattered the enemy's line.

When the deafening shouts cut through the sky, the vast army of millions seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from fate.

The defeat was like the collapse of a mountain, unstoppable.

In an instant, it fell into a vortex of chaos, disorder and collapse, with only the cries of fleeing echoing over the battlefield.

On the other side, Lin Yaozu locked onto the fleeing kings and rushed over again like a tiger descending from the mountain or a dragon entering the sea.

Wherever he passed, he caused blood and gore.

Any soldiers or generals who blocked the way became cold numbers in the mission progress as soon as they met.

The leader who was being hunted suddenly felt scared and tried to escape for his life.

But in such a chaotic battlefield situation, the speed of their escape was a far cry from the speed of Lin Yaozu's reckless and unstoppable offensive!

Not long after, another head was added to the horse's back.

As time passed relentlessly, the fourth, fifth, and sixth
They were all princes and nobles who came from prominent families and once held high the banner of conquering rebels in order to realize other ambitions.

In the end, they all turned into dead souls and fell into the dust of history.

The ambitions that one once had in life also faded away with the passing of life and became silent.

Obviously, the facts have once again proved that there is no good outcome if you go against the cheaters.

Half an hour later.

Lin Yaozu, wearing armor that had been stained red with the blood of countless enemies and holding a bloody Fang Tian Huaji in his hand, stood in the terrified eyes of countless surrendered soldiers.

On the horses' backs, the eighteen dead heads with their eyes open seemed to be silently expressing despair.

The soldiers and generals of the Zhenyuan Army also raised their blood-stained weapons and shouted wildly.

"Long live! Long live! Long live His Majesty!"

"Ahhhh...mighty..."

"Gods have come down to earth! Gods have come down to earth!"

"..."

On the city wall, Empress Dafeng, who also watched the entire process, had a face filled with horror, shock, fear, regret and other emotions.

"This...this...this..."

If she had known that Lin Yaozu had such terrifying fighting power, she would not have been so foolish as to seek death, but would have worshipped him like an ancestor.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world, and time cannot be reversed.

Of course, in reality, if this were possible, we would have known this before.

As the emperor, the most noble person in the world, he would only be uneasy and would always want to eliminate this threat.

(End of this chapter)