The gate of Baiwu Gate was broken, and the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard in the city should have lost their fighting spirit and were easily broken.

But in front of the White Martial Gate, the three Demon Snake God Sect leaders were killed by Wang Chu. Jin Sihai fled in embarrassment, and the rebel army had no one to command, but fell into chaos and could not take the door in the first place.

However, the door of the White Martial Gate was open, which made the morale of those demoralized rebels rise all of a sudden.

"General, I'll go get Bai Tian's head for you!"

Zhang Tao, a burly general with a big axe in his hand and two meters tall, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Wang Chu on his horse.

"General, let's go get Bai Tian's head for you!"

Four more fierce generals turned around and charged towards Wang Chu with weapons in hand.

The rest of the rebels had thoughts surging in their hearts.

The Bai Wu Gate is wide open, and General Jin Sihai has a seven-point chance of winning the rebellion, if they can kill Bai Tian at this time, they will be equivalent to making a contribution to the dragon, and they will definitely be able to be prosperous and rich in the future, and enjoy inexhaustible.

Jin Sihai shouted loudly: "Whoever can get Bai Tian's head for me, I will make him a first-class protector, hereditary replacement!"

"General, I'll take his head for you!"

“......”

Under the heavy reward, the morale of the famous rebel general was great, and they shouted one after another.

Bang! Bang!

A terrifying sound sounded, and as soon as the five fierce generals approached Wang Chu, they were swept into meat sauce by him with a wave of mace, and the broken pieces splashed down on those rebel generals, making them feel a chill in their hearts.

"Jin Sihai, I've caught up with you!"

Among the countless corpses, Wang Chu held a steel mace, like an evil ghost and a god, galloped past the horse and chased after him.

As soon as those rebel generals saw Wang Chu, a trace of shudder surged in their hearts, and they quickly dispersed, revealing Jin Sihai alone.

Jin Sihai's face changed drastically, and he screamed: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Weichen is also bewitched!! It is the leader of the Three Demon Snake God Sect who bewitches Weichen to rebel! As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares Weichen's life, Weichen is willing to quell the rebellion with His Royal Highness the Prince, and then give up his military power and return to the field!!"

"No, you don't!"

Wang Chu's eyes were cold, and an arrow step appeared behind Jin Sihai, and a sweep slammed into Jin Sihai's body, blasting half of Jin Sihai's body into meat sauce.

"Jin Sihai is dead! You still don't surrender, do you want to be exterminated by the Nine Clans?"

Wang Chu grabbed Jin Sihai's head, roared loudly, and rushed towards the place where the rebels who continued to resist were located, slaughtering those rebels frantically.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares his life!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares his life!"

“......”

As soon as Jin Sihai died, the already demoralized rebel fighters began to surrender one after another.

As soon as the main force of the rebels fell, Wang Chu immediately led his troops to suppress the rebellion in the palace.

In the palace, the rebellions of the three Demon Snake God Sect disciples were all suppressed one by one by Wang Chu's army.

The Thunder Light Treasure Hall is the place where the Great Imperial Meeting of the Land of Thunder is located.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the ministers are too late to save the driver, and I ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to forgive your sins!"

The four generals of the forbidden army knelt on the ground, cold sweat flowed from their backs, and they said respectfully to Wang Chu, who was sitting on the main throne.

Outside the palace, people were constantly being executed, and there were terrible screams. It was the screams of the rebellious generals and the rebellious palace people being killed.

Wang Chu sat on the main seat, looking down at the four forbidden army generals below with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

There are 5,000 Praetorian Guards guarding the White Holy City of the Land of Thunder, 2,500 Praetorian Guards guarding each of the four gates, and outside the city, there are four Praetorian Guards stationed in Thunder Lion, Thunder Tiger, Thunder Leopard, and Thunder Wolf, each with 10,000 soldiers and horses.

After Jin Sihai's rebellion, the four Praetorian Guards behaved differently. The Thunder Lion and Thunder Tiger Army quickly entered the city. After the Thunder Leopard Army entered the city, it fell into hesitation again. The Thunderwolf Army did not move, and waited until the overall situation was decided before hurriedly leading troops into the city.

Wang Chu said coldly: "Han Meng, the commander of the Thunder Lion Army, and Murong Fei, the commander of the Thunder Tiger Army, have made meritorious contributions to the rescue, and they are first-class officials and students, with a reward of five thousand taels of silver, and they are still in command of the Thunder Lion and Thunder Tiger Army." Zhou Shun, the commander of the Lei Leopard Army, was removed from his official position and demoted to a civilian. Zhang Jihai, the commander of the Thunderwolf Army, dragged him out and beheaded him!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares his life! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares his life! Wechen is willing to serve His Royal Highness the Prince, and asks His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to spare Weichen's life!"

Zhang Jihai, the commander of the Thunder Wolf Army, changed his face greatly, knelt on the ground, kowtowed again and again, and begged bitterly.

Four burly guards of the forbidden army walked into the main hall at once, dragging Zhang Jihai towards the outside of the main hall.

Zhang Jihai's face turned pale and pleaded loudly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gracious!!His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gracious!"

Wang Chu's eyes were cold, and he watched Zhang Jihai being dragged down, and then there was a scream outside the door, and there was no sound.

Wang Chu said lightly: "Zhou Shun!"

"Wechen is here!"

Zhou Shun's body was agitated, his face was pale, and his voice trembled a little.

Wang Chu said lightly: "The rebellion of the Three Demon Snake Divine Sects is extremely evil! I want you to make meritorious contributions to the three Demon Snake Divine Sects." Do you dare to take this errand?"

Zhou Shun's face suddenly changed greatly, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes.

The Three Demon Serpent Cult is the state religion of the Land of Thunder, and at least seventy percent of the believers in this Land of Thunder are believers. Zhou Shun himself was also a follower of the Three Demon Serpent God Cult. Those three Demon Snake Divine Sects have a huge power in the Land of Thunder, once Zhou Shun exterminates the Three Demon Snake Divine Cults, he will become a traitor in the eyes of those disciples, and he will be hunted down.

But this is also the only opportunity for Zhou Shun to continue to enjoy the glory and wealth.

Han Meng, the commander of the Thunder Lion Army, and Murong Fei, the commander of the Thunder Tiger Army, had made meritorious contributions to the rescue, so Wang Chu naturally couldn't hand over such a dangerous and unusual errand that offended people to them.

If Zhou Shun can do this errand well, he can be reused by Wang Chu, and he will enjoy endless glory and wealth.

Zhou Shun's face changed several times, and finally he fell to the ground and said respectfully: "Weichen, I am willing to serve Your Majesty!"

"After you destroyed the Three Demon Snake God Cult, let those believers convert, let them spit on the three Demon Snake God statues, curse the three Demon Snake Gods, and then let them convert to Wang Chu, the god of fate, this is Wang Chu's idol. ”

Wang Chu patted his hands lightly, and ten eunuchs poured into the main hall, all holding a statue of Wang Chu himself.

Wang Chu said lightly: "If this matter is done, this prince will make you a marquis, and you will be hereditary!"

"I am willing to die for His Royal Highness the Prince! My subordinates will definitely do their best to do this well for His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Zhou Shun's eyes lit up, flashed with excitement, and patted his chest to reassure.

"Fenghou!"

Han Meng, the commander of the Thunder Lion Army, and Murong Fei, the commander of the Thunder Tiger Army, also flashed a flash of excitement in their eyes. Becoming a marquis is the highest dream in the hearts of all warriors.