Heavenly War God Returns To City

"Drag this bunch of good-for-nothings out and chop them up!"    

Sanzhu Zarro stomped hard on the ground, causing the entire floor to tremble violently. Spiderweb-like lines appeared on the hard rock floor.    

"Sect Leader, please spare us! Give us another chance!"    

More than a dozen former high-ranking generals of the Church of the Red Shirt knelt on the ground and kowtowed. However, they were still dragged out by a group of red-armored soldiers with cold expressions and slashed by them.    

The entire great hall of the Church of the Red Shirt was filled with a terrifying pressure. Everyone was trembling as if they were being sizzled.    

The dozen or so generals just now were all the commanders of the legions stationed around the Black Dragon Guards and the Wild Wolves Guards.    

Although they were just random legions, their status as the highest commander of a legion could not be underestimated. Killing so many commanders at the same time was probably the first in the history of the Red Cloaked Church.    

In fact, their deaths were quite unjust.    

After continuously losing the Leopard Cavalry, the Black Dragon Guards, and the Wild Wolf Guards, Sanzhu Zarro's anger soared to the limit.    

In his rage, he ordered the ten or so legion commanders closest to the Black Dragon Guards and the Wild Wolf Guards to be captured.    

After putting the blame of negligence on them, they were executed on the spot.    

If they had to be convicted, it could actually be justified. After all, with so many of them scattered around, the people of the Tribal Alliance were actually able to quietly approach without knowing anything. It was enough to see that there was still a certain gap between the core combat strength of these mixed battle groups and Sanzhu Zarro.    

"These bastards are truly bold. If I don't grind these bastards' bones and scatter their ashes, I, Sanzhu Zarro, will write my name backwards!"    

Sanzhu Zarro stood in the hall, his eyes red as he shouted. The upper echelons of the Red Cloaked Cult standing below him were so frightened that they dropped to their knees and trembled, afraid that they would be the next ones to be blamed.    

This was the first time they had seen Sanzhu Zarro lose his temper.    

Although Sanzhu Zarro's temper had not been very good before, this was the first time they had seen such a thunderous rage.    

"Reporting to the sect master!"    

At this moment, a strategist gritted his teeth and stood up. Although he was especially afraid, the risks and rewards were always proportionate.    

If he could stand up at this time and say a few words to make Sandalou happy, Sandalou might be happy and wave his hand. The rewards he would give out would not be small.    

"Subordinate believes that this so-called Tribal Alliance is ungrateful and treacherous. It is rare for them to do such a thing that angered both man and god."    

"Our Red Cloaked Church enforces justice on behalf of the heavens, and you are under the orders of the heavens. You should kill all these despicable and shameless people."    

"Even though the first three battles allowed that mob to take advantage of us, it wasn't because they had the ability. It was merely because they were lucky and we underestimated our enemy, causing them to take advantage of us."    

"This subordinate believes that this motley crew is like grass compared to the towering trees in front of the sect master. They're not worth mentioning at all."    

"The sect master only needs to blow lightly, and this motley crew will be turned into ashes."    

"But this subordinate also believes that even though this motley crew can't even withstand a single blow from the sect master, the purpose of this expedition is not to eliminate this motley crew."    

"Instead, it is to use this matter to demonstrate the might of my Red Shirt Sect and the Sect Master and give warning to those who harbor ill intentions."    

"Therefore, this subordinate recommends that in this battle, we can send our Red Cloaked Cult elites in red armor to carry the might of the Cult Master to attack this motley crew."    

"We will use this action to express the might of our Red Cloaked Sect and our Sect Master to the world and to the heavens!"    

After saying this, the person who spoke lowered his head and gritted his teeth, waiting for the final judgment.    

If one were to take the lead at this particular juncture, the result would be two extremes. One would be able to reach the heavens in a single bound, or the other would be able to shatter into pieces if one said any inappropriate words.    

The one who decided the final result was Sanzhu Zarro.    

These few seconds might be the longest few seconds he had lived in his entire life.    

It was only when he heard Sandalou's voice that he said, "Mm, that makes sense."    

When this person heard this, he was so excited that he almost jumped up. This meant that he had made the right bet today!    

Sanzhu Zarro said to the rest of the upper echelons of the Church of Red Shirt, "Did you hear that? This is what you should do and what you should say!"    

"Every time something happens, apart from lowering your heads and shivering, what else can you do?"    

"As upper echelons of the Church of the Red Shirt, you have to share my burden whenever something happens. Instead of keeping your mouths shut, you can't even stifle a fart!"    

The people below were so scared that they broke out in cold sweat. They kept saying yes.    

After saying this, Sanzhu turned his head to look at the person who had just spoken. "In the future, Sodier will be your example!"    

"Now, I declare that from today onwards, Sodier will be promoted to the first rank of nobility. He will be rewarded with five thousand taels of gold, five thousand yak, and ten thousand fat sheep!"    

The upper echelon of the Red Cloaked Sect called Sodier fell to his knees in excitement. "Thank you, Sect Leader! Thank you, Sect Leader, for your graciousness!"    

The rest of the upper echelons of the Red Cloaked Cult were so jealous that their entire bodies felt like they were made of lemon.    

Everyone, including Sodier, had not expected Sanzhu Zarro to give such a heavy reward!    

The golden yak and the fat sheep were not important. To the upper echelons of the Church of the Red Shirt who were qualified to stand in the main hall of the headquarters, they were almost all equipped with such financial resources.    

What was truly attractive was the rank of nobility!    

Having a first class title was not only a few times the annual salary, it was also a symbol of status. They enjoyed all privileges that were second only to the Cult Master!    

In the entire Red Cloaked Church, there were only three people who had a first rank title, including Sodier.    

However, the other two were elders of the previous dynasty, and they had made great contributions when Sanzhu Zarro seized the throne.    

In order to express his gratitude, Sanzhu had bestowed the two with a rank 1 title.    

At the same time, he had also allowed them to retire early. In other words, the two of them had extraordinary status and privileges in the Church of the Red Shirt, but they did not have any real power.    

However, Sodier was different. As long as he was still in the hall, it meant that from now on, it was only a matter of time before he could rule over everyone!    

And it would definitely not be long!    

However, this was only the beginning.    

What Sanjuzalo said next made everyone, including Sodier, widen their eyes at the same time. They even doubted if they were hallucinating!    

Sanzhu stood at the top of the hall and announced solemnly, "Sodier, listen up!"    

"Your subordinate is here!"    

"You are now the commander-in-chief of the Expedition. Apart from my personal guards unit, you are temporarily in charge of all the red armored soldiers, and you will exterminate those bastards in one fell swoop! "    

Sodier felt dizzy and stars were popping up in his eyes. He pinched his thigh hard and wondered if he had misheard.    

I have him in charge of all the red armored soldiers?    

[This is unbelievable!]    

[It must be an illusion. This is a great thing that is beyond imagination. How can I be the one to lead it?]    

However, if this was an illusion, why did it hurt so much to pinch his thigh?    

All of this was real!    

It was all true!