After the immortal disappeared

Everyone said in one voice: "Listen clearly!"

The sound was as angry as thunder, reaching into the sky, startling countless night herons.

The envoy swallowed and saw General Red throwing the edict back to him: "Come here, take the emissary down to have a good rest. He will rush to Panlong City with this edict tomorrow."

Two soldiers came forward and led the messenger away.

The red general held his sword in his hand and stood looking at Panlongjun.

The mask she wore today was a ghost-headed mask, which looked particularly ferocious under the light of the dancing firelight.

A gust of night wind blew by.

She didn't move, and so did thousands of people.

After a while, the red general gave the order in a deep voice: "Wait for Commander Zhong to make the final decision. Disband now, everyone go back and rest!"

The crowd remained motionless.

The red general turned around and strode away.

It wasn't until her back disappeared into the darkness that the city's west square exploded with a bang, nearly being blown over by angry curses.

The anger of the Panlong Army was almost higher than the torches held in everyone's hands.

There were spitting and angry curses everywhere, and He Lingchuan heard that someone nearby had already greeted the 19th generation ancestor of the monarch.

How disrespectful.

The door panel came over without a shield, so he could only stomp on the ground twice: "Ma Le... those guys in the capital are cowards, and they are bastards who have no eyes for giving birth to a son!"

Hu Min spat into the hole he stepped on: "Why don't we fight all the way back to Xiluo and take down the capital, so as not to suffer from splints here!"

Arlo shushed him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Liu Tiao asked He Lingchuan: "Broken Blade, what's wrong with us fighting all the way back? We don't need the mother country to send a single soldier to protect us. Why, why does the monarch..." She couldn't say any more. She was so angry that she took a deep breath and said: Be calm yourself.

"Why are you afraid of us going back?" He Lingchuan said lightly, "We are too strong, but the mother country is too weak."

Everyone looked at each other and recalled that the order read by General Hong just now sounded condescending and majestic, but it was filled with an overwhelming anger.

"To defend against the border residents in the northwest is better than to defend against the enemy."

"Exactly!" Soldiers from other teams nearby heard this and echoed loudly, "It is better to defend against the border residents in the northwest than to defend against the enemy. The motherland is defending us, us!"

Having stayed alone in the enclave for more than ten years, but being so feared, suspected and ostracized by the mother country, anyone's heart would go cold.

"Yes, the mother country would rather borrow troops from the Bega Kingdom than let us go back!"

“It’s better not to have such a motherland!”

There was a commotion all around.

I don’t know how long it took, but He Lingchuan finally heard the most crucial sentence:

“It’s better not to return to such a motherland!”

Someone quickly responded:

"Yes, I will be ostracized and looked down upon when I go back, so I might as well stay on the Chipa Plateau."

"You understand, it is all the adults who will be ostracized when we go back. What does it have to do with us? We are just soldiers. How can we not be ignored?"

"Are you going back to be cannon fodder?" Someone else retorted unceremoniously, "The 40,000 elites who were transferred away from the mother country last time are all heroes here. After they returned, they were randomly organized and sent to various places. As a result, they died and escaped. Run, look how many are left now? What kind of elite soldiers are there? If you and I go back, we will all end up like this!"

"Will the monarch love his troops like his son like Master Zhong, and will he manage his troops like a god like General Red? Just look at the chaos in their country. The more peace there is, the more chaos there will be!"

"Yes, if a soldier is a coward, he will be a coward in the whole group. If we go back like this, we will at most be a sloppy mess in troubled times. How can we be as rich as we are on the Chipa Plateau!"

He Lingchuan listened to the noise in his ears and breathed out softly.

So, the reaction of King Xiro was indeed what Panlongcheng had expected, right?

Everything that Panlongcheng did acted on the "fear" point of King Xi Luo.

Before the monarch issued the order to move to peace, Panlong City rushed away. It was impatient;

The Panlong Army did not take the Jinxi Corridor provided by the Baling Kingdom at all, but found another way to fight back all the way from the Xixi Kingdom. This was disrespectful and arbitrary;

It takes only a few days to destroy a country, but Shi Luo is far from able to do it. This is a arrogant and powerful general;

If the above qualities are combined together, which king would not be afraid of them?

If Zhong Shengguang returns to Xiluo with such an army, who in the whole country can be his opponent?

Would it be easy for such an army to capture the capital of Xiluo?

Therefore, even if the monarch had hesitated before, he finally made up his mind after hearing about the victory of Xizhi reported by Zhong Shengguang:

Never let them come back!

Relocation order? No more posting.

Originally, some court officials were opposed to moving to An, believing that the Panlong Wasteland was the territory of Xiluo and the ancestral heritage and could not be ceded at will.

Then in the name of great righteousness, order the Panlong Army to guard the border areas and Yongzhen territory!

He Lingchuan even doubted the time when General Red uploaded the victory report.

If we wait until we capture the Xiluo Palace before flying to the mother country, it will take at least ten days for the news to come and go. Then it is impossible for the envoys from the Xiluo Capital City to arrive at Yuheng City so quickly.

In other words, the Red General first conveyed the good news to Xiluo, and then led his army to besiege Xiluo Palace in a leisurely manner.

General Red, or Tian Shen Mi Tian, ​​really didn't take Xili and Xilao seriously.

Tonight in the west of Yuheng City, the Panlong Army is destined to spend a sleepless night.

He Lingchuan looked towards the direction where General Red had disappeared.

This should be the strategy of Zhong Shengguang and General Hong.

They knew very well that public opinion could not be violated or blocked, but it could be channeled, so they directed all the criticism and anger of the generals and people towards the Kingdom of Xilao.

This is called advancing to retreat.

In fact, the West Luo Kingdom is the culprit, and this blame is not wrong.

If it had not been weak and cowardly, Panlong's soldiers and civilians would not have suffered so much.

And Zhong Shengguang and others don't know what price they will pay in the future if they choose to stay in Panlong Wasteland!

If he insists on returning to China at this time, can he avoid the heroic events more than ten years later? Can everyone live in peace?

Because of the monarch's rebuke, Panlong's army postponed its return eastward and continued to station in Yuheng City, confronting Jin Ying's army.

The messenger from Xiluo rushed to Panlong City to find Zhong Shengguang.

Obviously General Red and his army must wait for Panlong City's final decision.

…

At dawn, He Lingchuan went to fetch water with a bucket, but saw several figures by the river.

One is by the river and the others are far away.

Just by looking at his back, he could confirm that the man by the river was the Red General.

Her aura is so strong.

"Who?" The guards behind the Red General felt this and glanced over with sharp eyes.

The red general's voice was very calm: "It doesn't matter, I'll get you some water."

Without looking back, she knew what he was going to do.

He Lingchuan stepped forward, rinsed the bucket in the river, and said, "General, why don't you rest?"

The red general stood facing east, looking at the white mist floating on the river:

"I do not need."

Yes, He Lingchuan then remembered that she had been transformed by the divine power to become a demigod, and she did not need to eat, drink, or sleep like ordinary creatures to maintain physical fitness.

There were people around her, but He Lingchuan felt isolated from the world.

"General."

The red general did not say a word, but his mask was slightly tilted.

"Even if the monarch objects, the army can still fight back all the way, right?"

"If we call back, do you know what we will face?"

He Lingchuan shook his head: "I only know that we don't have to face anything."

"oh?"

"After returning home, at least we no longer have to face the joint attack of Baling and Xianyou, and we are no longer alone."

The red general nodded: "Then what?"

Then……

"Even if they can return home, do you think Panlong Army and these millions of civilians can live a stable and prosperous life away from war?" General Red said lightly, "That's impossible. There is no such pure land in the world."

But they can be saved from destruction, and the story of Panlong Wasteland will not end with the most tragic ending. Of course, He Lingchuan couldn't say this, so he could only say decisively: "It's worth a try! At least in Xilao Country, there are two things worth fighting for!"

"What is it?"

"Future and hope!" and a chance to escape fate.

The red general raised his head slightly, as if he was touched.

"Do you think the future and hope will be in the country of Cilla?" Her voice was indifferent, and only by listening carefully can you identify the sarcasm hidden in it.

"Are you in the Panlong Wasteland, which is surrounded by enemies?" He Lingchuan said bluntly, "Even if Mr. Zhong goes back to seize the country, the foundation he has laid will be stronger than in the wasteland?"

The red general smiled: "You dare to make such wild remarks? He Lingchuan, you are very courageous." In China, if you dare to make such remarks, you will lose half your life without being beheaded.

"What I said is just what the Panlong Army thinks." He Lingchuan took a deep breath and solemnly requested, "General, please take us back home!"

The red general didn't reply and turned to look east again.

Crossing the river and walking a few miles, you will reach the heavily guarded border of Jinyang Kingdom.

He Lingchuan felt that she was also at war between heaven and man in her heart?

"Get some water and go back."

So He Lingchuan saluted her, filled a bucket of clear river water, and left without looking back.

Anyway, he tried.

But even if he joined the Gale Army, he is still a low-key man and the Red General cannot listen to his opinions.

This opportunity to reverse the final fate of Panlong City may have been missed.

He Lingchuan sighed helplessly, and then remembered the conversation he heard between King Yuan and his nephew Shao Jian in the ruins of Thousand Stars City.

King Yuan firmly believed that the three things he wanted his nephew to send to Zhong Shengguang were more important than himself and the entire Yuan Kingdom.

Where is Zhong Shengguang?

Does he think so too?

After returning, He Lingchuan lay back in the shabby house again and looked up at the stars through the big hole in the roof.

The deeper he is immersed in this soul land and the more things he cares about, the less he wants it to come to its destined end.

But this period of history is extremely stubborn, and it seems difficult for him to change the ending.

After dawn, everything was as usual.

Hu Min said to everyone: "Let's make a handicap. Who guesses whether it's going east or returning west?"

"Is your gambling addiction infected by the thin man?" Liu Tiao snorted, "For one or two silver, I bet that the Red General will continue to advance eastward. We have already fought here, how can there be any reason to return in defeat?"

Hu Min whispered to He Lingchuan: "Captain, what about you?"

"I am returning from Adish."

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