Chapter 281 The Crossroads of Reality and Dreams

"In other words, as long as we get rid of Hong Chenglue, this trouble?"

Zhao Pan nodded: "That would be of great help to me!"

At this point, the hornbill on his shoulder suddenly flew up and landed a hundred feet behind him.

The military horses were grazing in the forest. The river bank in late spring began to sprout tender green buds, which suited their appetite. After nibbling on lichens for a whole winter, it was time to change their taste.

But He Lingchuan seemed to see other big guys sneaking into the forest, also lowering their heads to graze.

They were much bigger and stronger than the military horses.

A group of black bulls.

They were at least six feet tall at the shoulder, and each one was sleek and shiny, with gnarled muscles all over their bodies.

The hornbill landed on the head of the largest and strongest bull.

The pair of thick horns that bent forward were shiny black, and when straightened, they were at least seven feet wide. Whoever was hit by it would probably lose half his life.

The hornbill landed on its horn and called twice. The bull looked up at the crowd and moved his ears without paying attention.

They gathered together like an airtight wall, occupying the most abundant water and grass areas, and even the military horses had to swallow their anger and give way.

A few of the big guys were particularly conspicuous.

He Chunhua looked at them and took a deep breath: "Is this the herd of wild bull monsters?"

"Yes, this is our assault army. After they are equipped and put on the battlefield, they are invincible on the plains." Zhao Pan smiled, "This kind of wild bull is born different, but only those big ones are monsters. They lead the whole herd."

"Who is that hornbill?"

"The herald." Zhao Pan explained, "Otherwise, no one can get close to these big guys when they run."

"Wild bull formation." He Chunhua clapped his hands, "I seem to have heard of this fighting method somewhere?"

Zhao Pan smiled: "Half of General Nan Ke's military book."

"Yes, it's General Nan Ke."

"General Nan Ke? General Nan Ke of Panlong City?" He Lingchuan didn't expect to hear this name at this time and place , lost his voice for a moment, "He also wrote a military book?"

Zhao Pan said casually: "Yes, his fighting methods are very practical, but it's a pity that he died young and only wrote half of the military book."

He Lingchuan's heart moved: "How did he die?"

Zhao Pan was stunned by his question, and thought for a while before saying: "It seems that he was escorting a caravan and was ambushed by the enemy. This happened in the Panlong Desert, and Lord He should know better than me."

He Chunhua nodded: "Yes, that place is called the Ghost Needle Stone Forest. The Baling people used the spider monsters in the stone forest to severely damage the army of Panlong City, and General Nan Ke died on the spot. But they also tied down the enemy's main force, and the Dafeng Army took the opportunity to capture Weicheng in the north."

He Lingchuan murmured: "So that's it." But there was a storm in his heart.

In the Panlong dream he experienced, although there was also the battle of the Ghost Needle Stone Forest, because he successfully blew up Zhu Erniang's nest, which led the big monster to rush back to the cave, the strength of the Panlong Army was basically preserved, and the enemy troops guarding outside the stone forest did not take advantage.

Of course, General Nan Ke also returned to Panlong City alive, and later wanted to recruit He Lingchuan.

The same battle, because of his joining, the direction was completely different from the historical reality.

He Lingchuan also thought that his existence would definitely have an impact on the dream.

But only at this time did he clearly realize that it was he who changed the outcome of this local battle in the Panlong dream, and also changed the fate of many people.

He can make achievements in this world.

So, if he becomes more powerful and more prestigious, can he change the final outcome of Panlong City?

As soon as this idea came up, He Lingchuan's heartbeat accelerated several times.

"Chuan'er, what's wrong?" He Chunhua looked at him with a straight look.

"It's okay, it's okay!" He Lingchuan said casually, "These cattle are really well-fed."

I don't know how the meat tastes.

"These guys' bravery is earned by their appetite. The grass you escorted should be given priority to them. Fortunately, the most difficult winter has passed. There is grass to eat on the river bank now, and they are not picky about meat or vegetables. If there is no grass, they can eat meat. Otherwise, we really can't afford it."

Zhao Pan led them through the front line, and the father and son of the He family also knew what was going on.

Back to the camp, the moon began to set in the west, and the rock wolf said to He Lingchuan: "The monkey is looking for you."

...

He Lingchuan returned to his tent, and the medicine ape Lingguang immediately came up: "That medicine is so interesting!"

"What is it?" He Lingchuan's mind was full of the battle in the Ghost Needle Stone Forest.

"The medicine you gave me a few days ago, boss." Lingguang took out a glass bottle with half a bottle of red liquid in it, "You got it from Dong Rui."

How could he forget this? "What did you figure out?"

"There are at least ten kinds of medicine in it, but I have been testing it for several days and cannot analyze the main medicine. It does not belong to any medicine I know." Lingguang said, "Just one drop can kill all the flowers and plants within an acre."

He Lingchuan looked at it carefully: "No way, is this a deadly poison?"

He could see clearly that Dong Rui took out the glass bottle to save the ghost ape.

Could it be that he saw that it was too seriously injured and was going to euthanize it?

No, it's impossible.

"Later, I divided one drop into ten parts and tried one part on pigs and horses. Still without exception, they trembled twice after eating it, fell to the ground and died, very straightforward."

He Lingchuan yawned, unable to hide his disappointment: "That's a serious deadly poison. Is it a blood type or an edible type? Can it be applied on weapons?"

"Listen to me." As a future top-notch alchemist, Lingguang would never give up as easily as he did. "I tried to dilute it little by little, and finally found that when it was diluted a hundred times--"

It instructed He Lingchuan to pick up a large bucket of water in the corner, and then follow it out of the tent, out of the camp, and stop at the edge of the bushes.

The monkey squatted down and poked a hole in the soil, put a round seed in it, and then covered it with soil.

The seed was brown and a little bigger than a soybean.

"What plant is this?"

"Putong seeds, that is, the seeds of paulownia." Lingguang pointed to the small soil bag, "Water it."

This short and fat monkey also ordered him to work? Who is the boss?

He Lingchuan rolled his eyes and evenly poured the water in the bucket on the newly planted paulownia seeds.

After just a few breaths, the ground moved.

Lingguang quickly grabbed him and retreated, retreating three feet away.

A green thing suddenly broke out of the soil and grew rapidly.

As soon as He Lingchuan saw that it was a young bud, it had already jumped up two feet, five feet, ten feet...

The branches and leaves also emerged one after another.

He Lingchuan looked at it from a perspective that changed from looking down to looking straight, and then changed to looking up -

In just half an incense stick of time, it had grown into a tree more than five feet tall (16 meters)!

He Lingchuan stared at it intently, and asked the monkey: "You call this a phoenix tree?"

He recognized the phoenix tree. The shape of the trunk and branches of the tree in front of him did look no different from that of a phoenix tree, but there was nothing like it:

Too many.

There was also a big phoenix tree planted in the hometown of Heishui City, with a straight trunk, green bark, and a canopy on the top.

But the tree in front of them had branches growing on the trunk, and the branches grew fat and looked like a trunk, and then branches grew again...

But its leaves grew in the same way.

As the tree grew in this order, it turned into an irregular bush, and its size was still expanding horizontally.

What was even more terrifying was that the color of its branches changed from green to light blue, and the outermost layer even turned brown-red.

The leaves were half green, half golden, and half pure black.

This was the first time He Lingchuan had seen pure black leaves in his life, except for those struck by lightning or burned by fire.

Such a tree had no beauty at all.

He Lingchuan looked up at it and felt that it looked like 17 or 18 Chinese parasol trees grafted together and kneaded into a ball, weird and twisted.

No wonder Lingguang wanted to take it out of the camp to cultivate it, otherwise He Lingchuan's tent would be destroyed in two breaths.

Of course, the movement here also attracted the soldiers in the camp. Everyone came closer to take a look and pointed at it.

He Lingchuan had to order them to retreat, because although the strange tree ball slowed down, it was still growing, from five meters to seven meters, and then ten meters...

It grew taller and fatter at the same time. It crossed the edge of the jungle and squeezed five or six tents.

The entire crown was squirming, as if there was a monster hidden inside.

In fact, it was just because the branches and leaves grew too fast.

The soldiers in the tents crawled out to see the spectacle.

He Chunhua and generals at all levels, including Wu Shaoyi and others, were also alarmed and rushed over.

Even the Xunzhou military camp on the other side of the Han River noticed the movement here, and the number of torches in the camp suddenly increased. Maybe people thought that the Yuan Army was going to do something weird here.

He Chunhua separated the crowd and walked in. When he saw his eldest son, he said to himself, "It's true."

Who else could make such a big scene on the first night of arriving at the front line except his son?

"Chuan'er, what's going on here?"

"Lingguang and I are testing new medicine." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "It's the potion I got from Dong Rui."

Dong Rui's potion? He Chunhua understood, what good stuff could that demon puppet master make?

"How will this end?"

He Lingchuan looked at Lingguang, who spread his paws: "Squeak?"

Being mute at this time? He Lingchuan said unhappily: "We can only wait, I think the effect of the medicine is about to end."

At this time, Zhao Pan also heard the news and rushed over, looking up at the giant sycamore tree. "What is it! Is it made by Xun people?"

As the commander, he immediately connected the strange things in the camp with the enemy on the other side, and quickly ordered alert.

As soon as He Chunhua explained to him, Zhao Pan saw a dark figure moving to the side of the tree, stretching his head to chew leaves.

This is a wild bull.

It was also attracted by the giant sycamore, and couldn't control its mouth when it saw the green leaves.

"No, don't eat it!" Zhao Pan didn't care about his identity, and rushed up and pushed its head away.

But it was too late, the bull had already bitten into several leaves and was chewing them non-stop in its mouth.