After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 272 Transcendence and Mercy

   When he was rescued by his subordinates, he discovered that the Xunzhou rangers had attacked, and the camp was completely turned upside down. Zhou Hongyue in the bungalow was killed, Wu Shaoyi endured the pain and stood up to command, but the morale of the army was already in disarray.

  Seeing that grain trucks were burned one after another, and one by one his own soldiers were killed, and the team collapsed, Wu Shaoyi knew that there was no way to recover, so he had to order a retreat.

  He collected the remnants along the way, and only then picked up this manpower.

  As for food and grass, most of them were destroyed.

  Xunzhou Rangers went deep into the Xiazhou Grain Cutting Road, knowing that they couldn't transport the grain and grass with their own hands, so they usually set fire to them.

  Wu Shaoyi said this, bowed his head and said: "I will ask you to punish me."

   "If you are negligent and careless, if you lose food and grass, you should be killed." He Chunhua said coldly, "But now there is a shortage of manpower, so I will spare your life first and see the effect later."

  Wu Shaoyi can only thank him for his generosity.

  The arrogance of defeating the people of Xunzhou last time is gone now. Half of the food allocated by Wang Ting was lost, and the person who had to go to the front line to explain it was He Chunhua.

   Fortunately, half of it was left.

  He Chunhua then asked him: "I remember that there are guards and township protection groups in Bailu Town. Why didn't they come to help?"

Wu Shaoyi shook her head: "Maybe I didn't dare to come, maybe I went out to catch bandits. I heard that bandits are rampant these days, killing several officials in Bailu Town, and a big family in the area was ransacked. Everyone was killed."

  He Lingchuan couldn't help but interjected: "Isn't it strange that there are two murders in one small town?"

"I stepped up my guard." Wu Shaoyi said in a low voice, "I heard that the one who killed the guard was a townsman who fled after committing the crime. As for the bandits, the locals have seen them before, not Xunzhou soldiers. So I... "

   He lost the battle and lost the food and grass. No matter how he explained it, it seemed like sophistry, so he had to shut up.

  He Chunhua frowned: "Who is the enemy general, have you seen clearly?"

"In his thirties, he is tall and thin, and his combat power is strong. Lu Yao is not as good as him." Wu Shaoyi said, "I didn't see this man last time when I chased and suppressed Xunzhou Rangers, but I heard his subordinates call him Be a general."

   "The people of Xunzhou really think highly of our grain transportation team, two towns, and sent two generals to the battle." Although they may be generals with miscellaneous names. He Chunhua let out a long sigh, "I underestimated the enemy."

  The food transportation team departing from Dunyu City this time is actually divided into two teams, one is going to Xinhuang Township, the other is going to Bailu Township, because there are passways to pass after the two forks, and the terrain is easy to attack and difficult to defend. For the sake of safety, He Chunhua decided to divide the troops to carry food, and each went along a road, so that even if one side was attacked, the other side could keep more than half of the food and grass, so that the northern frontline soldiers would not be hungry again.

   "That is to say, this time the Rangers are also divided into two groups, intercepting the grain transportation team in Bailu Town and Xinhuang." He Lingchuan was secretly startled, "Is there a traitor who revealed our plan?"

"How is it possible? We ordered the troops to divide into two groups when we reached Panjiagou. Before that, only Mr. Mo Zhe and I knew about it. After that, the two teams arrived at Bailu Town and Xinhuang respectively in only two days." He Chun pointed to his temple, "No matter how powerful a spy is, they can't pry into my mind."

   Is that a coincidence?

"There are three roads to the north, and the official road in the east has been in disrepair for a long time. No one is willing to go, so the other party guards the remaining two roads." He Lingchuan thought for a while, "Although it is reasonable, it is too risky. There are not many of them. You dare to deal with us in two ways."

   Xunzhou rangers go deep into the enemy's rear, and supplies are a big problem, so the number of people is expensive but not expensive. The person who came up with this idea is really courageous.

  He Chunhua's face was extremely solemn: "And the opponent's method is completely different from before, could it be that the command has been replaced?"

  The usual method of intercepting the enemy's food and grass is to attack dangerously in the countryside, but this time the opponent changed to the town, and attacked him by surprise. And hit the snake straight to seven inches, and directly picked the leader of the food transportation team to attack, fast, accurate and ruthless, He Chunhua was lucky to escape.

  With such an opponent, how could Zhao Qinghe and Wu Shaoyi easily come back with a three-game winning streak?

   "The prisoners we have interrogated are not clear, they only follow the generals." This is also a means to prevent the leakage of secrets. He Chunhua asked the eldest son, "In your opinion, will they come to intercept our food?"

  Seeing him asking this question, He Lingchuan knew that his father was a little confused. Otherwise, how could he ask this most unreliable eldest son? He thought for a while and said: "No. They took Bailu Town, but hit a wall in Xinhuang, so they should know that the idea here is difficult. Besides, their number is too small, and Bailiqing lost more than 200 people. We It's different."

  After Wu Shaoyi came back, He Chunhua's army had another 1,700 or 800 people. In terms of numbers, one's own side has increased, but opponents have decreased. "And we must be more vigilant in the future. It is impossible for them to repeat the old tricks."

  The cost and risk of another sneak attack by the opponent are increasing.

  He Chunhua pondered for a long time before slowly nodding:

   "They have intercepted and burned nearly 10,000 shi of grain this time, and their credit is not small. If the general is a smart person, he should know not to be greedy for credit. Otherwise, if he intercepts again, his previous efforts may be wasted."

  His gaze slowly became firm: "Well, it's best if they don't give up, so we still have a chance to win the round."

  After thinking it over clearly, he was not worried about the other party coming, but worried that the other party would not come.

  He made some more arrangements, then stood up and said, "We will rest in Xinhuang for a day, and continue on the road tomorrow morning."

  Everyone took orders to leave.

  The sun rises in the east, but Xiazhou soldiers are exhausted. He Lingchuan fetched some water, wiped off the mud and blood on his hands and face, found a tent, and lay down with his clothes on.

  He also ran all night, listening to the sound of people coming and going outside, and soon fell asleep.

  …

  He Lingchuan was a little disappointed that he had no dreams.

   After waking up again, the sun was high.

   Shan Youjun came to him: "The prisoner has spoken."

   "Are you recruited after waterboarding?"

   "No." Shan Youjun smiled, "This man looks cowardly, but in fact he is stubborn. Every time he can't stand the punishment, he only speaks a little bit. Jiao Tai almost cut his eggs before he succumbed."

  When He Lingchuan saw the prisoner again, his expression was sluggish, his mouth was open, and he didn't know how much he had suffered.

   "Give him some water."

  The prisoner took it, drank a large bowl of water with a few gulps, and then took a long breath.

  He Lingchuan took out the short stick from his arms again: "Be proactive, and you can survive if you explain clearly."

  The prisoner had been tortured to death, and he stopped playing tricks with him, and said in a low voice, "This is the Punishment Dragon Pillar, an ancient treasure. Legend has it that it was made from the copper pillar on the edge of the Dragon Slaying Field."

   "So advanced?" He Lingchuan played with the short stick. Although it looks very old, when I heard that it is an ancient object, the texture seems to be smoother when I rub it. "What is it for?"

"Collect nightmare energy." The prisoner said, "There must be casualties in war, and there must be resentment. The Shuangye Guoshi of Bega Kingdom asked us to carry this treasure stick with us. After the war, we collected nightmare energy and brought it back to them for super power. ferry."

   "Nightmare?" He Lingchuan heard a new term, "Nightmare is resentment?"

   "Not only that, but also the unwillingness, fear and anger of people before death." The voices of the captives were a little louder, "We collected these back on the battlefield to transcend, yes, it is a great merit!"

   "Collect nightmare energy and go back to transmigration? Do your national teachers have this kind of addiction?" He Lingchuan didn't believe a word about the four words "Boundless Love", "He told you all this?"

   "It's all true, and it's not just the invention of Shuangye Guoshi!" The prisoner sat up straight, "It's a tradition since the founding of the Beka Kingdom, which has lasted at least five or six hundred years!"

  Five or six hundred years?

   "The nightmare lingers, and it is likely to turn into evil spirits. Have you never heard that there are often resentful spirits haunting ancient battlefields?"

   Like Panlong Desert? He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows.

  The prisoner continued: "After at least two battlefields were collected, the local area ushered in six or seven years of good weather! This is what I have personally experienced and seen with my own eyes!"

  This person believes in it with all his heart, and he doesn't know how Master Shuangye brainwashed him. He Lingchuan didn't argue with him, and turned his eyes: "This Xinglongzhu will not be the only one, will it?"

   "Other people also hold it, and they are all appointed by the National Teacher. But I don't know the exact number."

   That is to say, the Bega Kingdom collects hundreds of thousands or millions of so-called "nightmare gas" at every turn? That means hundreds of thousands, millions of dead! If there is really a collection of grievances in the scepter, then the amount is astonishing.

  The prisoner explained: "Not everyone can use the Punishment Dragon Pillar. Only those who have the potential to 'open the eyes of the sky' can become servants."

   "How to open this 'eye of the sky'?"

   "We need to apply special drops to the eyes for seven to forty-nine days in a row, and every day there will be severe pain in both eyes." The prisoner said, "If there is no potential, you will be blind if you apply it once."

   No wonder this guy was so surprised to find out that he could also see Nightmare Qi. He Lingchuan rubbed his eyelids, he could open his "sky eyes" without having to suffer forty-nine days, he really had a bug in his life.

  Is it because of those two treasures on him?

   "Then, what kind of transcendence method should I bring back the nightmare air?"

   "The national teacher will open the altar to worship the Dharma, and send a gift to heaven!"

  He Lingchuan waved his short staff, observing the ever-changing "dream energy" in the gems: "Just these, how long have you been collecting them?"

  Besides can't see the existence of the nightmare, so they don't know what these people have done.

   At least, this secret is not known to most people.

   "It's been eleven years. There have been ninety-seven battles, or incidents." The prisoner swallowed, "I have never been to a war, and I only go to the battlefield after the battle is over."

   "Running here and there every year, you are really busy." This guy has to go to an average of seven or eight places a year, and they are all battlefields full of dead people. "How many ghosts of the dead are there?"

"I haven't counted it, how come there are more than a hundred thousand?" The prisoner looked at the sceptre, a little bit reluctantly, "Five years ago in the coup of the Mian Kingdom, the royal family was killed and blood flowed. I collected tens of thousands of nightmares at once gas."

  He Lingchuan was slightly stunned, a little surprised: "Can the Mian royal family have children like this?"

  (end of this chapter)