My hero is myself

But to a certain extent, it really clouds his existence, a soul that keeps reincarnating.

It is a pity that he did not reincarnate beside the Lan family and his son, nor did he guide them in the way forward.

The Lan family father and son do not really believe in Peng God.

They are magic sticks who hold on to their beliefs and are just trying to be emperors for themselves.

This state of seemingly progress, but not complete progress, is also a group that the Huangtu Society must break...

Those members of the Peng Shen Society who have already begun to possess the spirit of resistance will be potential stocks that are more likely to become members of the Loess Society.

So after Roland dealt with the remaining issues and development issues in Jingu, he personally rushed to Jinling, the front line of the confrontation between the Qing court and the Peng Shenhui.

The city wall, which was repaired hundreds of years ago, is full of history and silently overlooks the officers and soldiers outside the city who are preparing to attack.

"Brother, the tasks given to us by Governor Zeng are the most dangerous and difficult."

The brothers from the Huangtu Society arrived at the front line first and couldn't help complaining to Roland.

It is true that there are Chaos warriors in the Loess Society, who have been transformed into semi-demon transformations, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than the ace under the Governor.

But he couldn't help but be so exhausted. With the continuous fighting, some brothers began to get injured.

As for the battles where the real meritorious service was achieved, all the credit was taken by Governor Zeng's own cronies.

Huangtu Society deeply feels that taking the blame and being a cuckold is not worth the blood and sweat of the brothers.

"Don't worry, you have fought against the Peng God Guild's army. What do you think of their quality?"

"It's similar to Xiangjun and Huaijun. They seem to be more advanced, but deep down their thoughts are still the same."

The staff of the Loess Society have learned to analyze problems dialectically. With their words, they outlined for Roland the spiritual outlook of the Peng Worshiping Society.

Anyway, they would look down upon such a gathering to worship the Peng God.

What's the use of shouting loud slogans? It's not as good as the actual combat effectiveness of their pharmaceutical company.

"Then, regardless of the supply and transportation issues, is it difficult to quietly win over members of the Peng God Society and let them join the Loess Society?"

"very simple."

The staff are confident.

The Peng Shen Guild developed rapidly in the early days, but now it continues to be consumed by the Qing court. Internal strife among high-level officials has occurred. A lot of messy orders have been changed day and night, and the popular support gained in the early days has long been lost.

The common people found that after welcoming the Lan family father and son, life was more difficult than before, and everyone was numb.

In contrast to the Huangtu Society, the fruits of struggle were truly distributed to every member.

Everyone can have enough to eat and wear new clothes, ensuring that the labor effort and treatment are matched. Everyone can read and write, and dare to dream bigger dreams...

There are no free lunches in Huangtu Society, and there are no carnivores who enjoy their time off work.

Everyone must rely on their own hands or their brains to contribute enough value to maintain life and gain respect here.

The farmers, workers, and small businessmen of this era are least afraid of hardship.

They are just afraid that after suffering all the hardships, they will get nothing in the end.

"That's very good. Ignore Governor Zeng's order. Only a group of people will be left. The rest will disperse into the countryside and contact the fellow villagers to develop the people of the Peng Shen Gui into our brothers and sisters."

Roland gave the Loess Society the latest task.

On the surface, the reason he gave was naturally to perform an infiltration mission, obtain more intelligence for the Qing court, and do internal infiltration and sabotage work.

He also personally walked into the vast night and headed for Jinling.

Some people took his name and did things that were not pretty enough.

He must collect a reputational damage fee.

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Jinling, the Palace of the Heavenly King.

"Heavenly Father and Brother Heavenly Father, bless our Lan family with continuous blessings and eternal prosperity."

Lan Quanxiu held incense in both hands, closed his eyes and prayed, with a respectful expression like the most devout believer.

The Heavenly Father and Brother he calls is the "Peng God" he calls on all members to believe in.

As for Thalan Quanxiu, he was the only perfect emperor to lead the people in the world under the orders of his brother.

This was a lie to gain support.

It's just that after telling lies for more than ten years, Lan Quanxiu himself can't tell the truth from the lies.

He believed that he should be above all living beings when he was born. He should enjoy everything in the world. He was the only emperor in heaven and earth.

The small twist now is that Peng Shen took a nap and asked the Qing court to run for a while.

Destiny must still be on his side, and the Lan family will replace the Qing court and become the lord of the Nine Provinces...

He is the younger brother of Peng Shen!

While the incense was lingering, Lan Quanxiu recited prayers that others could not hear, maintaining his mysterious and powerful image.

Finally, he completed his own set of rituals that absorbed the characteristics of major religions.

Get up, open your eyes, and finally look at the statue of Peng...

He was suddenly stunned.

In front of the statue of Peng, I saw a tall and tall young man with a dark face, as if he had been exposed to the weather and experienced hard labor.

But his temperament was so aloof, and he looked at him with a half-smile, as if he was admiring some interesting scene.

"Who are you...how did you get in...you...don't come over!"

Lan Quanxiu felt great fear, all the strength in his body naturally drained away, and he fell to the ground.

The young man approached him and asked with a smile:

"Is there any good son or brother who doesn't know his father and brother?"

"Are there any believers who are afraid of becoming like this when they see the person they pray to and worship?"

"Is there an emperor who promised good wishes to all sentient beings but failed to fulfill them and was more corrupt than the Qing court?"

Lan Quanxiu listened to these questions, and his experiences after the uprising continued to flow before his eyes.

He recalled how high-spirited he was when he wrote "Pengshen Land Acquisition System", and how powerful he was to conquer cities and conquer mountains and rivers.

He also remembered the lingering after enjoying the prosperity of Jiangnan, the weight of the emperor's hegemony in his heart, and the military advisor who tried to dissuade him but was framed and killed.

Finally, he thought of the situation that had taken a turn for the worse, and now the entire Peng God-worshipping Association was at the end of its rope.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, and knelt down and kowtowed to the young man connected to Roland:

"Shen Peng, calm down. I know I was wrong. I will follow your instructions and I will make this Jiuzhou a new sky..."

This is the palace of the Heavenly King, and there are countless masters guarding it, but a young man sneaks in quietly, and his strength is unfathomable.

Can this identity be simple?

The young man shouted loudly:

"Lan Quanxiu, what are you afraid of? Why are you shaking?"

Under this condescending aura, Lan Quanxiu could no longer continue his eloquent promises.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man spoke loudly, with an excited voice:

"You deceived the world and stole your name. Although you had the courage to resist power, you did not have the perseverance to uphold the concept of fairness. Even though you shouldered the wishes of millions of people, you still could not forget the imperial hegemony. In the end, the efforts of countless people's blood and sweat were in vain... "

"God Peng, please give me a chance!"

"Lan Quanxiu, you deserve to die!"

"Please give God Peng a chance. If I don't become emperor, I will do my best to spread your faith..."

"Ha~ The sin has been done and there will be no forgiveness!"

Thousands of thunderbolts struck down on the head.

Lan Quanxiu subconsciously curled up into a ball, but after waiting for a long time, he found that he was still alive.

He opened his eyes and found that he was still praying with his eyes closed, and the incense in his hand had not been inserted into the incense burner.

"So, I had a dream?"

He showed the surprise of narrowly surviving, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The incense fell, and he staggered and fell down.

"Protect the Heavenly King!"

The entire palace was in chaos.

The figure of a young man stood on the big spot, collected the magic formula, and walked away gracefully.

Use as many tricks as you have strength.

At the moment, Roland does not have the strength to defeat thousands of troops with one man and sweep across the entire Peng Worshiping Society.

He only had abundant means to surpass other chaos warriors, so he sneaked into Jinling City and gave Lan Quan a dream of the arrival of the Peng God.

As a result, this guy was really scared to death.

It is obviously the god that he worships day and night, hoping to appear.

In the end, we really met, but it was the modern version of Mr. Ye who loves dragons, which is really ironic.

And as the news spread that Lan Quanxiu died of a sudden illness in the evening, the entire Jinling City was in chaos.

Governor Zeng naturally would not let go of the opportunity and immediately ordered his men to launch a general attack from several directions.

Over at the Loess Society, news of Roland had been sent to him long ago, asking him to make preparations and wait for trouble to occur when worshiping the Peng God.

He really didn't expect that Lan Quanxiu would die directly due to this chaos, leaving the Peng God's Guild without a leader.

This mess is too big, and this gift is too big.

Even though my intuition was wrong, there was no reason to turn a blind eye to the achievements before my eyes.

The Qing court gathered several provinces and risked raising warlords, and the elite soldiers they raised came out in full force.

At the same time, the Peng God Worshipers Association was still arguing about the new Heavenly King!

There was already a strength gap, and now the weaker side is still in a state of chaos.

Even if they were to defend the city, the towering city walls would be of little significance in the face of the sharp knife commandos composed of Chaos warriors.

Finally, the gate of Jinling City was opened.

A massive peasant uprising that lasted for decades ended in failure.

This was the final fate of the Qing court, and it was also the fact that the Lan family father and son did not have the perseverance to truly establish a foundation.

We can share the hardships, but we cannot share the joys.

Just when I encountered Wenrou Township, I stepped into the Tomb of Heroes.

While the Qing court was making great progress and swept away the participation of the Peng Worshiping Society, the Loess Society had quietly launched its actions.

Their achievements in the capital and North China have spread throughout the country.

The local snakes that have been driven away are living propaganda pages.

Now the people under the rule of the Peng Shenhui have been tortured by the Lan family and their sons and have no hope, but they are also afraid of the Qing court's revenge.

In the eyes of the Qing court officials, those above the Eight Banners were human beings, and those below the Eight Banners were animals.

At this time, Huangtu Society was active in the countryside and entered the mountain village fish port.

They could ensure the livelihood and income of workers, and use their influence to avoid the Qing court's retaliation.

Huangtu Society never talks empty talk. Before they started propaganda, they first cooperated with Monkey to arrest the soldiers, bandits, officials and gentry who were running rampant in the countryside and preying on the people.

While beating gongs and drums and marching the tied old man through the streets, they promoted the guarantees that the Huangtu Society could provide.

There are not many authentic Beijingers in the capital. Just call in Huangtu Society and you can find a lot of southerners who have left their hometown.

Now that they have returned home in fine clothes and are speaking out with their own experiences, how can ordinary people who are already in panic not grasp this last straw?

In the dark and bloody era of cannibalism, Huangtu Society used a more violent method to open a gap.