"Brother Sanmao!"

A black shadow rushed into the shadows at the foot of the city wall, and under the cover of the invisible force, seven or eight people were gathered together.

"They forcibly pulled all the young men of the city into strong men." This man rushed in and said in one breath, "All the food and money were looted, and even the Qinglou was not spared. Many common people have been harmed by them, and they have called the heavens and the earth to be unspiritual, and if this continues, the whole city will be killed by them."

said, "Brother Sanmao, when will our army come!"

Sanmao pressed his shoulder and said calmly, "It's tonight!"

"Really?!" The man's eyes widened with surprise.

Sanmao nodded: "According to the plan, the army will arrive at the third watch, and then the fifth watch will attack. We took a few steps ahead, one is to contact your branch to understand the situation in the city; The second is to ask you to immediately mobilize personnel to cooperate with this operation."

He said, "It's better to be bloodless."

"We all know that the real damned ones are those eunuchs and big landlords; Most of the others are innocent people."

"yes!" Hearing this, the man sighed, "Most people are not wrong, they just... Alas..."

Sanmao smiled: "The foolish and the forced are the objects of our efforts to save. They just don't understand or have to. Our responsibility is to make them understand, to let them know what is good and what is bad."

"Hmm!" Nodding heavily, he said, "I'm going to contact my comrades and deliver orders."

"Don't worry." Sanmao grabbed him and said, "If you want to take this city without blood, it is one thing to revolt on the spot, and on the other hand, you must carry out a beheading operation."

He said, "You must kill all who deserve to die."

A cold light flashed in Sanmao's eyes: "These damn people, I need to know where they are."

...

Ten years of hard work, the results are remarkable; Except for the areas with the highest concentration of feudal power in the north, the countryside in most other areas is full of crimson.

Nearly a dozen old forces such as eunuchs and landlords who flaunted the banner of so-called orthodoxy seemed to be powerful, but they could hardly leave the city.

The vast countryside outside the city is their forbidden land.

So much so that the momentum was uproaring, but it could only go around in a few cities; Those whom they have sent out, those who collect taxes and grain, will not return as soon as they leave the city.

Without the material support of the vast countryside, these old forces are like isolated islands, trapped in the city of sorrow.

Especially with the large-scale opening of the series of tasks of cutting down mountains and destroying temples, the land, mountain gods, river gods and other things scattered on the land have been uprooted one by one, and the power of the gods can only shrink into the city, not daring to come out.

Perhaps those people finally saw something—the weakness of the gods.

And further, lead to their madness.

The cities occupied by these forces have been frantically looted and squeezed by them, and most of them have become hell on earth.

Under such circumstances, the marshal led the launch of a military operation code-named 'The Great War of a Thousand Armies,' targeting all the old feudal forces.

This includes, but is not limited to, the nearly 10 so-called orthodox forces that have raised a clear banner; All the old feudal forces, the landlords who did evil, the gangs of the people, the thieves who took advantage of the collapse of order to make trouble everywhere, the bandits of the ringing horses, and the thieves and bandits were all among them. ….

The main force that launched this military operation was 30,000 regular troops—most of the 100,000 regular troops accumulated in the past ten years had been deployed to the vicinity of Xiling to establish a defensive line against the demons gathered in the Western Regions.

In addition to the 30,000 regular troops, there were also millions of peasant associations armed!

In the vast countryside, in every place dyed crimson, there are peasant associations; Farming in his spare time, directing life gatherings; In wartime, he is a soldier and conquers the city.

This is a huge war that spans the entire Great Zhou.

The marshal commanded in the center, and the cross-border committee coordinated from it, dispatching materials and transmitting information through the Hanhai Royal Court, just like a net that had long been ambushed on the earth, it was caught by a huge hand in an instant, and the net was closed!

The flames of war, at the same time, burned in this land; In many cities and towns, the militia of the peasant associations held high the crimson banner and swept away the decaying old forces.

The regular army divided the way, accompanied by a group of strong men who specialized in cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and at the same time, launched an attack on nearly ten cities of so-called orthodox forces.

First take the strong as the front, carry out beheading tactics, and cut down mountains and temples, if you can fight without blood, it is the best; If not, attack it.

In any case, it is necessary to achieve the ultimate goal of this war of a thousand armies - to completely sweep the rotten feudal forces into the dustbin of history!

Purge the inside, then concentrate your efforts and unite with the outside. Demons and gods are the worst enemies.

With the help of the mysterious concealment of the talisman, avoiding the sight of the ghosts under the city emperor, Sanmao and his party completed the decapitation operation as quickly as possible.

But the operation did not go very well.

Under the hands of the old feudal forces, there are also strong people. Although there are no Martial Saints, there are several half-step Martial Saints.

Therefore, he failed to complete the decapitation with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

As soon as there was a movement, the city emperor reacted.

Sanmao was annoyed and shouted, "Damn, the skull is iron, Lao Tzu Hutu! Activate the power template for me and kill them!"

This kid punched out, barely resisting the mighty divine light of the city emperor, that is, his body jumped into the sky: "I will give you a big gift!"

The majestic blood is blazing like fire, and the dense and pervasive fist spirit like the autumn wind is bursting out, and the color of the sky and the earth changes in time!

The dense wind, out of nowhere, blows silently; But everywhere he passed, the divine light of the city emperor was blown into a thousand holes!

The city emperor was taken aback and flew back.

But Sanmao carried the dense wind between heaven and earth, roared angrily, and slaughtered: "The third master is going to become a martial saint!"

This kid, at this juncture, actually attracted the spirit of heaven and earth, refined the mind into the brain, and stepped into the threshold of the martial saint realm!

"When Jing Ye became a martial saint, the wind and thunder of heaven and earth increased his body, tearing the battleship with his hands and punching the plane; I, Zhao Sanmao, can't fall into the prestige of Jing Ye! Death!"

He stepped forward and pounced, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and shattered the city emperor's protective divine light with one blow, and smashed the city emperor into pieces: "Cut down the mountain!"

"Break!"

Outside the city by this time, three thousand regular troops had arrived; And the city gate suddenly opened, and the comrades of the city branch came out, excited: "Comrades, you are finally here!"

Overnight, the heavens and the earth were turned upside down.

It was really a lightning speed, and nearly ten so-called orthodoxy schools were wiped out overnight; More feudal landlords, gangs and thieves, caught and killed.

By dawn the next day, in countless towns and cities, the public trial conference was held in one piece.

The end of the battle is not the end, just the beginning.

More things, more hands and tails, are more delicate tasks that must be done slowly.

Nineteen generations