After the immortal disappeared

Fu Shanlie sneered.

Not long after, another gray owl flew over and cooed at him.

"After Zhao's house caught fire, no one sent a letter to He Lingchuan's house?"

This is an emergency and a big deal for Yuheng City. If He Lingchuan is still hiding in Yuheng City, someone should tip him off.

Fushan Lie sent the bird demon to stare at the two places He Lingchuan visited most.

"I know his house is brightly lit!" He was a little impatient. This owl was much stupider than his companions. "Let me ask you, in the past two hours, his door has not been opened at all, right?"

"Opening... his female neighbor opened the door doesn't count!" Fu Shanlie frowned, "Have you ever seen him in person?"

This time the gray owl's answer was straightforward: "No!"

"Okay, okay!" Fushan Lie held up his hands, "Go back and keep an eye on us. If there are any clues, report them in time."

The gray owl flapped its wings and flew away.

But does this prove that He Lingchuan himself is not in Yuheng City? Fushan Lie thought about it, but still felt uneasy.

I have to think of a way to give him a try.

At this time, another subordinate rushed in from outside, approached Fushan Lie and whispered: "General, the Qiuhua Gang, the Duanshan Gang and the other four gangs are mobilizing manpower."

Fushan Lie snorted: "It seems like it's really going to be tonight."

The discipline of the water bandits is far different from that of the regular army. He Lingchuan wanted to attack here, and the last ones to be mobilized were the surrendered wimps from the Ball Flower Gang.

On the other hand, once these former water bandits are mobilized, it means that He Lingchuan's attack is about to begin.

It seemed that the guy really couldn't wait for the Emperor's liquid to arrive before taking action.

He Lingchuan refused to jump into the trap he set when he went into battle.

Fortunately, fortunately, I was not blinded by He Lingchuan's past performance, otherwise I would really be in trouble tonight.

"What's the way out?"

"It seems that part of the Yuheng army appeared in Suxi. Fortunately, the brothers have gone out long ago."

Suxi is an important tributary that enters Longchuan from Jinying. Yuheng City guards here to cut off the retreat route of the Xiqiao puppet army.

"Where are their two military camps in the west and south of Takigawa?"

"empty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky burst into glory.

It's not that it suddenly dawned, but there are thousands of burning flying arrows outside that are concentrated and shot across the dense demon-devouring forest, falling like raindrops on the water stronghold of the Xiqiao puppet army!

Although the buildings in the water village are made of local materials and are basically wooden structures, the Xiqiao puppet army has long obtained special coatings that have miraculous fire protection effects.

This round of fire and rain attack seemed to be fierce. Not many houses were set alight, but the surrounding woods suffered a big disaster.

Immediately afterwards, there were loud shouts of killing outside.

The fierce bandits rushed out of the water village and guarded the entrance and exit channels.

The Xiqiao puppet army has been isolated in Longchuan, and the surrounding residents have turned negative towards them. Besides, the forces of Yuheng City have already penetrated in, and the Xiqiao puppet army no longer needs to communicate with Longchuan.

After several months of cultivation, the Xiqiao puppet army built a thick wall of demon-eating trees at the edge of the territory, leaving only two entrances and exits.

This strange tree species is a distant relative of the Demon-Eating Vine, but it is a woody plant that can grow up to three feet tall and as thick as three people's arms.

They can be mixed with the demon-eating vines to form a protective wall of tree vines with a width of about three feet. The branches, leaves, and vines are woven into a large net, which is so dense that not even a mouse can slip through.

Any creature that dares to get close will be mercilessly devoured by them.

These things are extremely hard and fireproof. They made great contributions to the Xiqiao puppet army in fighting against the harassment attack from the front of the Yuheng army.

Yes, when the Yuheng army turned against the guests in Longchuan and took advantage of the favorable location and people, they attacked the territory of the Xiqiao puppet army every three days. While He Lingchuan brought various teams over for training, he also caused trouble for the Xiqiao puppet army.

No one knows when he will harass, when he will feign an attack, or when he will launch a general attack. The puppet army's nerves are very tense.

If it weren't for this wall of trees, their territory would have been long gone.

A gray forest owl flew down from the sky and said to Fushan Lie: "The troops on the opposite side attacked in two directions, the west entrance and the south entrance of the tree wall, each with about a thousand people."

"Including Suxi in the north, there are three groups of people." Fu Shanlie touched his chin, "Where is the He Lingchuan man, have you seen him?"

"I saw it, commanding the front line at the west entrance!"

"Are you sure it's him?"

Gray Forest Owl nodded vigorously: "I recognize his face and his armor!"

"It's useless to just identify the armor. You have to make sure it's him."

Fushan Lie rolled his eyes, stood up and walked out.

On the west side of the Demon-eating Vine Wall, the Yuheng City army is fighting for access.

A loud shout suddenly sounded on the battlefield:

"Fu Shanlie is here! He Lingchuan, do you dare to come out and see me?"

Fushan Lie suddenly appeared and killed several Yuheng soldiers.

Under his leadership, the puppet troops pushed back another two feet and regained control of the passage.

He used his true power, and the roar resounded above the dense forest, even covering up the sounds of killing.

Fushan Lie shouted three times in a row.

If he was yelling at him so harshly, the other party's leader would probably come out if he was in the army.

Sure enough, the Yuheng army quickly separated from the middle, and several horses rushed towards it. The general at the front was none other than He Lingchuan.

The whole battle stopped temporarily. He looked at Fushan Lie in the middle of the passage with an expressionless expression on his face: "Why, do you want to repent before you die?"

Fushan Lie laughed: "We have been fighting for almost a year, but until the decisive battle tonight, we have never had a drink together. It is really a pity."

As General Bejia, he said this, which was a high praise for the commander of the small border town of He Lingchuan.

The people of Bejia are so proud, and Fushan Lie is a leader. They think they can push him to this stage, but not many people in Bejia can do it.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you." He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, jumped off his horse, grabbed a wine gourd from the storage ring, and shook it at him.

Seeing this, Fushan Lie also took out a silver pot.

The two leaders stood facing each other, less than five feet apart.

Behind them are two armies confronting each other, with tight barriers and swords and guns shining coldly under the light of torches.

Fushan Lie sighed: "If you were born in Bejia, you would be a tiger general with a limitless future. It's a pity that you are in this hopeless place."

He Lingchuan smiled: "So your biggest wish is to become General Lingxu and continue to be a dog to the gods?"

Fushanlie snorted: "What do you know? I am loyal to Bega."

"Isn't he a god?" He Lingchuan secretly sighed at the wonderful fate.

Fushan Lie's temperament is indeed similar to Fushan Yue's. It should be said that Fu Shanyue inherited his temper.

Fushan Lie didn't answer the question and just raised the silver pot to him: "Come on, I'll give you a pot. After tonight, no matter you win or lose, you will be an opponent worthy of respect."

He Lingchuan lifted up the gourd and looked at him from a distance. They both raised their necks and drank the whole drink in one gulp, then turned the wine vessel over.

Sure enough, not a drop of it was left.

"Come to fight?"

"Come and fight!"

He Lingchuan got on his horse again, and Fu Shanlie took a few steps back, then raised his arm and waved forward:

"superior!"

The armies on both sides rushed forward and collided with each other like a tide.

After Fushan Lie returned to the water village, he told his generals to "defend this place."

"Don't worry, General." These people were all brought here from Bejia and they are very loyal.

After saying this, Fushan Lie returned to his residence.

Most of the wooden houses in Shuizhai were built on the lake, and his house was no exception.

Fu Shanlie pulled up a board from the ground, revealing a three-foot-square hole, with rippling water below.

He jumped into the water and disappeared in an instant.

He Lingchuan indeed went to the Longchuan front line, and he confirmed it with his own eyes.

Then the next step can begin.

…

The attack on the puppet water stronghold began again.

Soldiers surged past He Lingchuan like a tide and charged forward.

As the coach, he only needs to sit at the back and strategize. Tonight's Longchuan looks particularly chaotic. There are soldiers everywhere and torches burning everywhere. Almost all the former gangsters in Longchuan have received orders from the commander-in-chief to participate in the Yuheng Army's suppression of the puppets.

Yuheng City has made up its mind to complete its victory tonight.

The messengers frequently came in and out of the brightly lit main tent, like worker ants, and the nearby troops were mobilized in an orderly manner.

Two teams smeared black ointment on their bodies. It was sticky, greasy, and had a pungent smell that couldn't be washed away with water. They had to use special detergents. But the captain asked his men to apply it all over their bodies without leaving any blind spots.

This thing is a new invention of the pharmacists in Panlong City. Although the Demon-Eating Tree is domineering to the outside world, it is also susceptible to insect damage, and it also needs a private doctor, a small creature called a "mud mole".

Mud moles will not be attacked by them when they go in and out of the Demon Devouring Forest.

The camouflage potion refined by the pharmacists in Panlong City is to simulate the ointment on the mud mole, and at the same time block out the human smell, so that humans can also deceive the Demon Devouring Forest.

Unfortunately, the dose is limited and cannot be distributed on a large scale.

The two teams sneaked in to carry out sabotage behind enemy lines.

There was a fierce fight inside and outside the wall of the Demon-Eating Tree, and no one noticed that after a messenger came out of the main tent, he followed the flow through the melee teams and quietly slipped into the dim trees.

There is a splendid beast waiting outside the forest for a long time.

The battlefield was lit by torches, making the surroundings even more dark. No one noticed that this guy with a black robe and a masked face walked through the forest, mounted a beast, and headed north quickly under the cover of the night and the shadow of the trees!

This man and his horse were very familiar with the terrain. He even dared to stick a running talisman on the neck of the beast in the dark and changeable environment to use the wind to run faster.

Even if there were other animals and monsters in the woods, as soon as they were awakened by the sound of hoofbeats, the rider had already gone away, leaving only a blurry figure behind.

Every breath and moment that follows is precious.

He is racing against time, and time is life, victory or defeat.

Not long after, he drove onto the official road.

There are only twos and threes of people traveling at night, so what’s the surprise if there’s one more?

After the Takigawa water bandits became road managers, they really worked hard to repair the official roads. Today's trade roads are much easier to navigate than a few months ago, and the speed of barging beasts has been improved again and again.

And there is another benefit to taking the official path:

Fu Shanlie's eyes rarely stared at Guan Daoer.

Not halfway through the road, another bird figure appeared in front of him, flapping its wings and landing towards him, its posture was particularly strong.

The kestrel is coming.