For him the Terror did not end with Robespierre.

He denounced to his superiors, or caused to be denounced to himself, the Breton and Vendean soldiers, their parents, friends, brothers, sisters, wives, even the wounded and dying; he shot or guillotined them all without a trial.

At Daumeray, for instance, he left a trail of blood behind him which is not yet, can never be, effaced.
More than eighty of the inhabitants were slaughtered before his eyes.
Sons were killed in the arms of their mothers, who vainly stretched those bloody arms to Heaven imploring vengeance.

The successive pacifications of Brittany and Vendee have never slaked the thirst for murder which burns his entrails.

He is the same in 1800 that he was in 1793.