After the immortal disappeared

Then, she made some calculations.

Those who heard it subconsciously straightened their backs, including He Lingchuan, but everyone looked at a loss at the same time. Only General Nan Ke shouted: "Okay, okay! I think it's good!"

Wen Daolun couldn't help but laugh: "The general's plan is brilliant!"

General Nan Ke gave a thumbs up: "In this way, we don't have to wait for Lord Bird's order, we can leave whenever we want. General Red is right, we don't want any of the choices they gave us!"

Zhong Shengguang glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes: "The idea is good, you can think about it carefully."

Zhao Xianhe couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, didn't the Red General decide that we have to stay in the wilderness and cannot return to the country?" What does this mean?

Ling Chongshui had never dealt with him, so he stabbed him with strange anger: "So, Master Zhao, do you want to stay or go back?"

"Commander Zhong will decide whether I will stay or go." Zhao Xianhe raised his eyebrows and said after a pause, "The capital secretly sent me a secret order, asking me to volunteer and lead the troops back east along the Jinxi Corridor. After you return, you will be promoted to a higher position and enjoy the honor. I have already reported this matter to Mr. Zhong."

Ling Chongshui was furious: "The king still wants to repeat the old trick and take away one of our commanders and tens of thousands of elite soldiers?!"

The generals were equally angry.

The monarch did not want Zhong Shengguang to go back at all, but he also hoped that the elite soldiers honed in the northwest wilderness could be transferred back to the country to stabilize the country for him, so he sent a secret letter to Zhao Xianhe.

When everyone was talking about condemnation, Zhong Shengguang knocked on the table and said solemnly: "Okay, I have made up my mind."

As soon as these four words came out, everyone else fell silent. No one here can shake what Commander Zhong has decided.

No matter how many questions you have, you can only swallow them in your stomach.

"Just follow the Red General's plan."

Now that he had set a direction, the generals began to brainstorm around this and discuss various details.

It's really all kinds of things, everything is down to the smallest details.

He Lingchuan listened carefully and realized how much preparation was needed to fight a war.

It's complicated beyond imagination.

War is an account. Moreover, no matter how thorough the pre-war preparations are, they are actually far from enough.

Not to mention that Zhong Shengguang's dispatch of troops this time was impromptu, fast and urgent.

The time to test Panlong City has come again.

After putting all this in order, more than an hour had passed. Zhong Shengguang drank a whole cup of hot tea to moisten his throat before exhaling: "In short, now is a great opportunity. Next, let's allocate tasks."

It wasn't until the sun set that the lights in the Gange Hall were extinguished.

After the meeting, all the officials left in a hurry, some to prepare, and some to go home for dinner.

Everyone attaches great importance to the meal before leaving for an expedition, and most of the time it is necessary to prepare a sumptuous meal.

Wen Daolun went home for dinner. When he walked to the door, he smiled at He Lingchuan and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You have to stand with us old men all day."

He Lingchuan shook his head: "I am greatly shocked."

He had little experience in leading troops in war, and this kind of observation would be of great benefit to him.

He observed Wen Daolun carefully. The counselor Zhong Shengguang relied on smiled very kindly, as if he had come out of the grief of losing his son, but there were a little more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his eyes were a little cloudier, and there were a few more white hairs on his temples.

"It's already this hour, is there anyone at home waiting for you to eat?"

He Lingchuan said honestly: "No. I originally wanted to go to Wenxuan Pavilion, but the Red General called me here for duty."

"Yes, that means you are very valued." Wen Daolun patted his arm, "Do a good job, young man, I am very optimistic about you."

At this level of closed-door meeting, only the soldiers most trusted by Zhong Shengguang and General Red are qualified to guard the door.

Otherwise, if the secrets here are leaked, it will cause chaos.

At this time, Zhao Xianhe came over and called Wen Daolun to go out with him. The latter said to He Lingchuan, "I'm leaving first."

Zhao Xianhe's eyes also swept over He Lingchuan without stopping for much.

After Wen Daolun left, He Lingchuan's eyes fell on Zhong Shengguang and General Hong who were passing behind.

After experiencing the illusion of the Yuan Kingdom ruins, he felt that there were more mysteries surrounding Zhong Shengguang, and his relationship with the god Mi Tian was also confusing.

Now, where was Commander Zhong hiding the Dafang Pot?

Are the consequences of all rewards for gods so complicated?

Sensing his gaze, the red general suddenly said: "What are you looking at?"

Even through the mask, He Lingchuan could feel her eyes staring at him. At this time, the people in Gange Hall were almost gone, so he answered directly:

"If your plan goes according to plan and the king orders relocation, what will happen?"

When he said this, Zhong Shengguang and General Hong looked at each other and knew that he had figured out the idea.

The red general seemed to laugh twice: "What's wrong with moving to An?"

"It's not easy to completely open the way back east." He Lingchuan said simply, "Otherwise we could have returned east long ago, why wait until now?"

Zhong Shengguang stared at him and said, "Do you think General Red's proposition is inappropriate?"

"What if it's not as expected?"

"The worst result is nothing, so why can't we bear it?" Zhong Shengguang smiled, "Do you think we have never lost a battle?"

"The war is unpredictable, and the most important thing is to avoid perfection." He said word by word, "There is no such good thing in the world."

He Lingchuan lowered his head: "I have learned a lesson."

"Go back and spend more time with your family tonight." Zhong Shengguang said, "We are about to set off. This battle is crucial."

"yes."

It was already dark when they left the Gange Hall, and the Wenxuan Pavilion was closed, so He Lingchuan had no choice but to walk back with two books in his arms.

On the way, he also turned a corner and went to the South Gate Square to look at the Juluo tree.

The small tree is growing well and is bright green. There is a nest of sparrows in the crown, and a new branch has grown on the trunk.

Compared with its sudden appearance, its current behavior is too ordinary, as if it is no different from an ordinary tree.

What does a large square pot need a Juluo tree for? He Lingchuan always couldn't figure it out.

Now that he had come here, he simply went to Shuanghe Restaurant for a sumptuous dinner. The place was still bustling with people, everyone was chatting and laughing without any idea that a new war was about to begin.

This time, it was Panlongcheng who took the initiative.

There were several comrades who came over to have a drink, one of them was Duan Xinyu who was exploring the Flesh Fortress with He Lingchuan.

Xinyu was already married at this time, and his newlywed wife was the girl who was angered by He Lingchuan's words of "either stupid or blunt".

Duan Xinyu's life after marriage was quite happy. His little wife gritted her teeth whenever he mentioned He Lingchuan, which made him feel happy. Therefore, when he saw He Lingchuan, he was very enthusiastic, grabbed him and thanked him repeatedly.

He toasted a few glasses, and others toasted a few more glasses. He Lingchuan's meal had to be extended to two hours.

After all, he knew very well that after the next long-distance attack, some people might not be there anymore.

When he returned home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the light coming from the low wall:

The light comes on next door.

Sun Fuling is back?

He Lingchuan quickly fetched water to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and then smoothed his hair that was frizzy in the wind, then he leaned on the low wall and knocked on the tiles:

"Is Master Sun at home?"

"Not here."

"..."

With a creak, Sun Fuling opened the door and came out. She was dressed in white and her hair was half wet.

She raised her head and looked at He Lingchuan. The moonlight shone on her beautiful face like jade, giving it a hazy glow.

He Lingchuan immediately remembered the moonlight that night at the Yuan Kingdom's former site, which was also so shining.

"What's going on?" Sun Fuling waited for him for a while, then she had no choice but to ask.

"I thought you weren't here tonight."

"I was supposed to be on duty at Shuqin Academy tonight, but a command order came in the evening, requiring the academy to take a temporary holiday, so I came back." Sun Fuling sighed, "Is there going to be another war? Before every battle, Students should go home and be reunited with their families."

He Lingchuan nodded.

"Then when will you leave?"

"It will be soon, maybe tomorrow, or in two days." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "It depends on the clock, Commander, to give the order."

The wall fell silent.

After a long time, Sun Fuling said "Oh": "Is it so fast?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan stared at her, "Would you like to say hello to me?"

He pointed to the wine jar in the corner of the courtyard. Sun Fuling shook his head: "You smell too much. Be careful if you drink too much and you won't be able to get up tomorrow. We'll have tea instead of the bar."

With that said, she went back to the house to get some tea and an iron kettle, and jumped over the wall.

"This is a gift from a student. Her family is a tea farmer in Chipa Baiyuan. She gave me the first batch of spring tea picked in the garden this year."

He Lingchuan moved the stove into the courtyard and set it in water to make tea.

"You've heard a lot of rumors about the relocation order in the city these days, right?"

"Yes, there are discussions everywhere." Sun Fuling sat down, "I didn't expect that the monarch would rather take the risk and accept aid from a foreign country. It is clear that we are not at the end of our rope yet."

"Not yet?"

"No, there are at least two lines of King Qin's troops near the capital, as well as the Royal Forest Guards." Sun Fuling said lightly, "It boasts of unparalleled combat power, but I don't think it's very good. Otherwise, why not use them at this time?"

"After all, it is the capital of the country. These forces have to defend the capital fortress. They can't take the initiative to go out and suppress the enemy, right?"

"These armies haven't fought in 20 or 30 years. Who knows if they can still fight."

He Lingchuan knew that the residents of Panlong, including herself, hated their mother country, so he quickly changed the subject and told some anecdotes.

Sun Fuling also shared the daily life in Shuqin Academy.

As we chatted, the night got darker.

The street preaching ended long ago. The road outside was quiet, and no footsteps passed by for a long time.

At this moment, strange noises came from the neighbor's house.

The bungalow in the market place was too small, and the sound insulation effect was poor, so every sound reached their ears without missing a beat.

He Lingchuan thought of the ventriloquist performances he heard in Shihuancheng, but they didn't seem to be this intense. The quality of the neighbor's bed wasn't very good either, and it squeaked hoarsely.

Sun Fuling's smile slowly faded.

Creaky.

The two looked at each other in silence, neither knowing what to say.

Creaky.

Why did you choose this night? He Lingchuan listened carefully for a few times and found out that the guy next door had a good waist and was not as short as he looked on the surface.

People cannot be judged by their appearance.

I saw someone saying that the coins given by Changpian were not generous enough, they were only a few thousand. Well, this can only be blamed on Dian Niang. The identification and distribution of rewards are all done by Dian Niang. It is a benefit it provides to everyone, not the author. So you can pick it up as you like, I won't feel any pain.

There aren't many comments yet, and everyone who wrote the article has a share. A long review costs tens of dollars, which is equivalent to Dian Niang spending her own money to treat everyone to read the book for one and a half months, which is actually quite cost-effective.

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