Chapter 195 The Return Journey Is the Highlight

He was the general who left the Dead City to join Zhong Shengguang in the third year of the Panlong calendar. He had many achievements in battle. He was in charge of the army directly after joining the command of Commander Zhong. He also won many victories in these years.

He used his true power, so his voice shook the whole audience: "You may have heard about today's goal. That's right, it is to escort the most important merchant group this autumn and winter back to Puxigou! As long as we send them back to Puxigou from Baixiongguan, we can return victoriously. Since the fall of Weicheng, Puxigou has been the western front line of Panlong City, blocking the sharp teeth and claws of Baling and Xianyou Kingdom for us. Therefore, protecting friendly countries is protecting Panlong City, and protecting fellow countrymen and countrymen is protecting ourselves! Gentlemen, take the lead and protect Panlong!"

The audience was full of energy and excitement: "Take the lead and protect Panlong!"

When the second voice came, the civilians watching on the side naturally followed and shouted, shaking the south of the city.

Then the south gate of Panlong City opened, and General Nan Ke led the troops out.

Passing by the magnificent South Gate again, He Lingchuan looked up and couldn't help but gasp.

He still remembered the cold air he felt when he first passed by here. After several dreams, he paid attention to collecting medicinal materials. Finally, after dreaming the night before, he bought the rarest main ingredient - the rotten heart grass that grows in the extremely yin land, and refined the Duhunsan.

Yes, the recipe for making Duhunsan was in the relics left by Sun Fuping after his execution. This medicine can make people see "unclean things" for a short time, and can also make the mission fire temporarily block the breath of living people. Of course, He Lingchuan only needs its first effect now.

He swallowed Duhunsan when he swore an oath in the South Square. At this time, passing by the South Gate again, he finally confirmed his long-standing suspicion:

Under the South City Gate, countless three corpse insects that are difficult for human eyes to see are flying!

These mist-like things are no different from what he saw in the Panlong Desert, but ordinary soldiers and civilians in Panlong City will not hear any strange sounds when passing through the South Gate.

They are like air, invisible and intangible, but real.

He Lingchuan even saw them flexibly entering and exiting through the small holes on the wall of the city wall - between the first and second major gates, because the wall is too high and has eaves, even the midday sun can hardly shine into the ground of the city wall. Therefore, this place has become a place where the three corpse worms can move freely.

They will pass through every pedestrian, which is probably why He Lingchuan feels that the city is cold, but they will not actively invade the human body or interfere with thoughts.

It can be seen that Zhong Shengguang, who owns the big square pot, has a strong control over the three corpse worms.

At this point, He Lingchuan finally understood why Panlong City dared to open its doors for trade and was not afraid of the enemy army disguising themselves in the city to cause chaos:

The city gates are guarded by invisible three corpse worms, and they are particularly sensitive to human emotions, especially malice.

People who have malice towards Panlong City, no matter how deep they hide, will be stimulated and magnified by the three corpse worms, and the specific manifestation is probably a sudden madness, and the city guards just need to arrest them.

With the blessing of the big square pot, the basic policies and appearance of the entire Panlong City have changed accordingly. He Lingchuan once again felt the inseparable fusion between this artifact and the fate of the city.

…

Eighteen hours later.

General Nan Ke's team walked on the vast wasteland.

The Panlong Wasteland is not as lush and rich as the Chiba Plateau behind Panlong City. The basic landform here is shrub tundra and scattered trees.

It is autumn, the grass has turned yellow, and the bleakness of all things is particularly evident in the wasteland.

He Lingchuan sat on the horse, raised the water bag, and took a sip of clear water.

The team of 1,200 people went to Baixiongguan, and it has become 1,900 people, and there are more than 200 carts full of goods.

Yes, they have successfully received the caravan and are now escorting them back to Puxigou.

This batch of materials is mainly for people's livelihood and civilian use, which can ensure that the residents of Puxigou can spend the torturous winter in the wasteland.

General Nan Ke had rich experience in marching. After receiving the caravan at Baixiong Pass, he was not in a hurry to go back. He ordered the whole army to rest for three hours and let the people and horses have a good rest.

Everyone knew that the return journey was the highlight.

Since leaving Panlong City, He Lingchuan has been secretly thinking about his new magical powers. After more than ten hours, he has also gained some experience.

He Lingchuan gets along well with his companions. After all, he is easy-going, does not fight or grab, and has strong skills. Who doesn't like such a good teammate?

Menban kept pace with him and chatted for a long time.

This tall man is as his name, with broad shoulders and thick chest like a door panel. He stands in front of the battle and gives people a strong sense of security. It is said that nine out of ten strong men are stupid, but his personality is far from "honest and honest".

He Lingchuan had heard a lot of gossip from him, such as the battle of Baijiagang three days ago, which was also commanded by General Nan Ke. That battle was fought beautifully, not only killing more than 800 enemies, but also killing the enemy general Hua Muna on the spot.

Hua Muna is the younger brother of Hua Mucuo, the commander of the Baling Army stationed in Weicheng, and he is quite brave. The brothers have fought back to back on the battlefield for many years. The death of Hua Muna must be a heavy blow to his brother Hua Mucuo.

With the encouragement of this great victory, Panlong City decided to strike while the iron is hot and immediately start the most important material transportation in Puxigou. At this moment, the Baling Army in Weicheng has just suffered a great defeat and its morale is low. Before the readjustment is completed, it should not come to provoke again.

It should.

Hearing this, He Lingchuan couldn't help but asked: "What kind of character is Hua Mucuo?" In a war game, the psychology of the opponent, especially the opponent's coach, must be taken into account.

"I heard that he is quite calm and doesn't like to rush into things just because he wants to take credit." The door panel sighed, "If he has a character that makes people angry, 90% of our escort trip will be intercepted." But in fact, no one can tell, Huamu Cuo will In order to retaliate in anger, he still swallowed this breath.

He Lingchuan was thinking about the strategy given by Sun Hongye. The reality is of course much more complicated than what is said on paper, but will Panlongcheng intend to move in this direction? After all, seven battles had been fought in the early stage, with victories and defeats, and Panlongcheng's true intentions were concealed by battles again and again.

Although no one mentioned it, He Lingchuan still vaguely felt that this escort trip was very different from usual.

As the number of times he entered Panlong's dream increased, He Lingchuan had discovered that his dream back to Panlong City was not a coherent linear process in terms of time, but a fragmented scene switch.

Every time he enters, it is a time node in this world, and events, big or small, happen.

While the world was training him, it seemed to be showing him something.

Perhaps because he had been silent for too long, the door panel suddenly said: "Duandao, why did you join the patrol?"

He Lingchuan was startled: "Defending the family and the country, why else?"

"It's so empty." The door panel smiled, "The thin man joined the patrol because he wanted to save money so that his family could live a good life; Liu Tiao's brother was killed by Xian Youren, and she wanted revenge; as for me, I wanted to make a contribution. . Who doesn’t have his own little plan?”

No matter how lofty a person's belief is, it must be supported by a realistic foundation.

"I want to join the Gale Army." He Lingchuan said honestly, "But I heard that if you can't become a team leader, you are not qualified to join the Gale Army."

"Join the Gale Army?" The door panel glanced at him, "Is it because of the reputation of the Red General?"

"That's right." He Lingchuan fell into dreams many times. He had never met the Red General in person. He only glanced at him from afar and then logged off.

"General Red is the motivation for many people to join the army. I see that you are usually taciturn, but I didn't expect that you also pursue heroes."

He Lingchuan laughed.

The words "taciturn" were actually used on him, on the domineering little bully of Blackwater City. The He family didn't know what their expressions would be like when they heard this.

But having said that, he did think and do more in his dreams, but talked less.

In reality, he needs to cover up and disguise.

But here, he can be his true self.

A different scene appeared on the horizon, and the door panel let out a long breath: "Ahead is the Ghost Needle Stone Forest."

As the team moved forward, the scenery ahead became clearer.

He Lingchuan had been to this place several times before. The Ghost Needle Stone Forest is a famous landscape on Hongya Road. Its periphery is at least 100 feet away from the main Hongya Road. Travelers in later generations can only look at it from a distance.

Countless years ago, this place should have been a valley with dense vegetation, and the flowing water carved out the terrain with criss-crossing ravines. Later, the river changed its course and stopped going from here, so the wind and sand took over, carving one peak after another to look like screens and sails. .

As long as you are willing, you can find countless paths in the Ghost Needle Stone Forest.

This is also a rare sight in the vast wilderness.

"This is the best place to ambush." ​​The three-dimensional intersection has an unknown number of levels above and below. He Lingchuan murmured, "Are we going to go to Stone Forest?"

"We can all see it. It's impossible that General Nanke can't see it." The door panel raised its head and said, "I don't think so."

The thin man followed up on horseback: "How about I play a bet? One or two silver coins."

He Lingchuan smiled and said: "Okay, I'll bet on it. After all, the Ghost Needle Stone Forest is too big. It will take at least ten more hours to get around. The more time you spend, the more risks you will have."

"It's begun, it's begun." The thin man increased his volume and said proudly, "Let's bet on whether our team can make it out of the Ghost Needle Stone Forest. Let's bet one or two together!"

Although the scenery in the wasteland was beautiful, it looked the same after looking at it for a long time. Everyone was feeling bored while marching. Suddenly they heard that he was going to start a gambling game, and they responded enthusiastically.

The thin man was grinning from ear to ear. The dealer always took it all without losing, and he was about to make a profit again.

…

"Why is there so much noise in the back?"

In front of the army, General Nanke looked back.

The adjutant immediately said: "I will scold them."

General Nan Ke ignored him and said to the messenger: "Pass my order to go around Guizhen Stone Forest."

The terrain of Ghost Needle Stone Forest is too complicated, making it the best place for enemies to ambush. He couldn't take the risk, and it didn't hurt to take a long detour.

The herald received the order and was about to ride to the rear. Suddenly he heard the sound of horse hooves in front and a horse galloped towards him.

The scouts exploring the front are back.

The horses were covered in steam, and it was obvious that they had just run for their lives.

The scout had no time to dismount, and he saluted and gasped: "A large number of enemies and enemy troops appeared in the northwest, less than fifteen miles away from us!"