Chapter 1151: Rebellion

So Beijia didn't do anything radical during this period. He just sent a letter to rebuke Panlongcheng, and ordered Baling to help Xianyou and dispatched several demon generals nearby.

Or maybe it was because it was confident, thinking that if soft methods didn't work, it would use hard methods, which would only delay it for a few more months.

It was just the cost of a trial and error, and it could afford it.

But the senior officials of Panlongcheng knew very well that Beijia's appeasement and hesitation would not last too long. If Panlongcheng refused decisively at the beginning, Beijia would at most scold it for not knowing how to raise a hand;

Once it saw through Panlongcheng's true intentions and determined that it had been deceived, it would not only be angry and ashamed!

Because that meant that Zhong Shengguang had made up his mind from the beginning to resist to the end, and the current series of actions were just confusing and delaying.

Such people can only be beheaded, not subdued.

When Beijia realized this, the storm would really come.

He Lingchuan knew that it would be in the near future.

On the day when the news of General Hong's capture of the important town of Tancheng in Xianyou came back, a sudden rainstorm fell from the clear sky, and the sky was full of strange clouds, as if countless demons were hiding in it and making trouble.

The Chiba Plateau was close to the sky, and the thick black clouds were about to press down on Panlong City in the next second.

He Lingchuan stood on the top of the city and looked east, sighing deeply:

Happy times are always short. After enjoying two years of good days, Panlong City will soon face strong enemies again.

In real history, Panlong City failed to defend the Maohe Plain, and there would be no great development now.

He originally thought that the fate of Panlong City might change because of this.

Now it seems that this idea is naive.

Beijia accepted Xiluo as a subordinate and sent an ultimatum to Zhong Shengguang, which were things that never happened in real history.

In other words, the Panlong City in history disappeared before it could survive its first few moves.

Beijia still has many means, and he didn't use them last time.

Now, Zhong Shengguang, General Hong and He Lingchuan all have the opportunity to learn from them.

It is the 19th year of the Panlong calendar, and there are still 13 years before the fall of Panlong City in history.

An ominous thought surged in He Lingchuan's heart:

Will the historical process of Panlong City be greatly advanced because of his intrusion and intervention?

For example, if Beijia personally takes action against Panlong City, this war should happen at the earliest ten years later.

But in the current Panlong world, isn't it the upcoming thing?

All the historical facts of Panlong City that he knows seem to have been changed.

It's a mess, everything is a mess.

("The Light Stolen from the Shining Gold Plain", ends here)

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The sky cleared after the rain, and the sky was clear.

There was still water on the grass leaves, and the big fair held every three months was held in Yongwang Town as scheduled.

Residents from all over the country came to the market. The open space in front of the Earth God Temple was deserted yesterday, but today it is full of stalls, selling all kinds of daily handicrafts, rice, flour, grain and oil, smoked meat and sausage, dried fish and vegetables, fur and fabric... Although the goods are simple, they are full of dazzling goods.

Children are playing and frolicking near the candy stalls, and young girls are dressed up.

No matter how hard life is, there is always a moment to forget worries.

A team is slowly approaching here, with five or six people driving more than 30 horses.

In fact, they don’t need to drive them, the horses follow the people in front of them spontaneously.

However, when the people in the market saw them, their faces fell; it was originally bustling, but now it is extremely quiet.

Someone muttered: "Why are they here?"

The horse team went around from the outside to the other end of the market without looking around, found a place to settle down, and put up a sign -

They are selling horses.

A ball flew over not far away and rolled to the feet of a young man in the team.

He lowered his head to pick up the ball, and saw a five or six-year-old child standing not far away, with a face as red as an apple, smiling and waving at him.

"Mine, mine! Brother Axun, my ball!"

How long has it been since he saw such a friendly foreigner?

He recognized this boy when he went to the market last time. Axun smiled, walked over and squatted, handed him the ball, and was about to say a few more words to him, but the boy's mother ran over from behind and pulled her son away:

"Ignore him! Why do you have to play with them when you can play with anyone else?"

She also glared at Axun fiercely and warned him: "Stay away from my son! Traitor!"

The smile on Axun's face turned into a bitter smile, watching the woman spit on the ground and quickly grabbed her son and walked away.

He stood up alone, and there was no one within seven feet around him.

This place didn't welcome them either, but Axun had gotten used to it, and the horses they brought from Chigu were also first-class horses, strong and sturdy, with big heads and deep bodies, and well-developed tendons, which were very suitable for galloping and killing. So there was a lull for a while, but some people still came up to bargain for the horses.

After this little episode, the market returned to its lively and orderly state.

The foreign visitors who came to the market for the first time asked the locals secretly:

"Who are those people?"

"Ying people." The stall owner rolled his eyes and gave the same answer as the woman: "Humph, traitors."

The foreign visitors were even more curious: "Tell me about it?"

"Do you know about the Lutaishan battle six years ago?"

"Uh, I seem to have heard a little about it."

"Nine of our countries and tribes united to attack the Yao Kingdom, and the fight was extremely difficult. We originally had the upper hand in the battle of Lutai Mountain, but our clan leader said that as long as Lutai Mountain was captured, the Yao Kingdom would be over! But the Ying tribe and the Luodian Kingdom Suddenly, the whole army was in chaos, and Yao Guo took the opportunity to fight back. "The stall owner said bitterly, "We lost such an important battle!"

This joint attack ended in failure.

"The country of Yao still won the battle with one enemy against nine. It was a triumph of pride and power; but our lives have become increasingly sad over the years." Can the defeated side get a good deal? "If these two traitors hadn't rebelled, we would have overthrown the Yao Kingdom. Why would this happen?"

"That's it!" The foreigner also sighed. Traitors are more hated than foreign enemies. It's no wonder that local residents hate Yingren so much. "They have taken refuge in Yao Kingdom and their lives should be wonderful."

Otherwise, what is Yingren doing?

"They are not good either!" The stall owner laughed happily, "The Yao Kingdom returned the territory they had occupied before, but, hahaha, the mines there have been dug out by the Yao Kingdom, and Yingren only got a few dollars back. It’s just a useless barren mountain! Oh my god, they encountered a horse plague again four years ago and many horses died!”

The laughter spread to Axun on the wind, and he lowered his head.

Six years ago, his father, as the patriarch, agreed to Yao's conditions and betrayed the coalition forces. He and his second uncle tried their best to dissuade him, but his father refused to listen at all.

Someone poked his shoulder and whispered: "Ignore them."

Axun turned around and saw that it was Mengmeng, a young girl who grew up with him.

"How do outsiders know our difficulties, and how do they know the patriarch's difficulties?"