Chapter 431 What to Do if You Can’t Win?

Sun Fuling didn't know where to put her hands. She coughed slightly and stood up: "I still have to do laundry, so I'm going back first. You go to bed early."

He Lingchuan stood up immediately and looked at her pitifully: "The sword has no eyes, can I ask you for a favor before setting off?"

"What kind of lottery?"

"It's still the same as last time." He Lingchuan expressed regret, "But we can't downplay it anymore."

"You will be fine." Sun Fuling blushed even more, "You don't need a lottery ticket."

"How do you know?"

Sun Fuling said with a smile: "You went there to do meritorious service. Isn't it enough that you will be promoted and make a fortune when you come back?"

Looking at the sly smile in her eyes, He Lingchuan let out a long sigh, suddenly grabbed her slim waist, pulled her close, and kissed her like lightning!

As fast as she was last time, he had to be faster this time.

Among all the beauties in the world, only Kuai refuses to accept it.

Unfortunately, Sun Fuling stood beside the water tank in a flash before he could speak.

He Lingchuan felt that what he was holding was a big fish, but it slipped and fell, and his hand was empty.

"You..." He was calculating mentally but not intentionally, yet he failed again. This is outrageous!

Fortunately, at this time, footsteps sounded again outside, and someone knocked on the door: "Broken Knife Team, gather in the south of the city! Broken Knife Team, gather in the south of the city immediately!"

Ten thousand straw horses ran through He Lingchuan's heart.

But this person was very persistent and kept typing when he didn't hear a response.

"I heard it, I heard it." He Lingchuan said feebly, "Go now!"

This man just ran away.

Suddenly, the good interactive atmosphere was gone. He Lingchuan said feebly: "Then you really won't give me the lottery prize?"

"You are a disciple." Sun Fuling turned over and jumped over the low wall, and only said one sentence,

"Take your things and leave quickly."

He Lingchuan shrugged, went into the house to get weapons and medicine, changed into equipment, and went out immediately.

Passing by a neighbor's house, he found a chubby child sitting on the threshold with his chin resting on his hands.

He fed Fatty a lot of snacks, and Fatty's family also gave him flowers and dishes. The relationship between the two parties was quite harmonious. So he asked more:

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

The security in Panlong City is very good, and the doors are open at night, but letting a six or seven-year-old kid sit on the doorstep in the middle of the night is too parental.

Oh, he forgot that parents are very busy now.

"Mom and dad are so noisy." Xiaopang looked up at him, "Are you going to fight again?"

He Lingchuan shrugged.

The person who came just now only notified the Broken Blade team to assemble, but did not tell all the soldiers to set off, so the current actions cannot be made public yet. "I have to go out for something."

Xiaopang pulled a morning glory from the cracks in the bricks at home and handed it to him: "I'll give it to you. I want to grow up quickly and go to war!"

"War is not a good thing." He Lingchuan silently calculated his age and realized that this kid might actually have a chance to go to the battlefield in the future.

Oh, this fucking world.

"Fighting with dignity." Little Fatty disagreed, "I don't want to be as ordinary as my parents, I also want to be respected by others!"

"You know a thing!" He Lingchuan slapped the kid on the head, then turned around and strode away.

How do children know that living is everything?

There is a meeting point nearby, and a carriage will come every half-quarter of an hour to pick up people.

When he arrived at the South Gate Square, several teams were gathering.

The designated meeting point for the Broken Blade team happened to be by the river, not far from the Juluo tree.

The sudden sound of human voices in the middle of the night scared the sparrows in the tree to the point where they didn't dare to chirp.

He Lingchuan and the others from the door panel arrived. There were already people waiting there, and they looked very familiar from the back.

Wait for him to turn around.

Sure enough, it was the Red General.

The red general changed into a new outfit, but still wore the eagle-headed mask.

"You have a special mission and will set off soon." The logistics soldier has brought the team's mounts over, each with two horses, and dry food and water tied to the horses.

Prepare two horses for each person to facilitate changing horses midway. This is an efficient maneuver task. He Lingchuan was slightly stunned: "General, please tell me."

"He Lingchuan, you have seen the topographic sand table of the Xi Fang Kingdom in the Gange Hall. This country has mountains in the west and plains in the east. We attack from west to east, which means it is difficult first and then easy. The resistance will basically be concentrated in the western mountainous area."

He Lingchuan nodded, not only in response but also in explaining to his team members: "Xiqiao is Panlong City's neighbor to the east. There are two armies guarding the western mountainous area. If the rugged mountain roads in the mountainous area are compared to dragons, the two teams will be divided into two armies. The troops guarding the Dragon's Throat and the Dragon's Hind Legs are 800 and 1,200 respectively, totaling exactly 2,000."

The team members were all listening carefully, even though they were confused.

"They guard the main roads and occupy favorable terrain. They are all at passes that are easy to defend but difficult to attack." The Red General said, "It is not difficult to capture. The difficult thing is that there are beacon towers on these two passes. If they are attacked, the beacons will be lit. . In this way, the capital of the Xixi Kingdom, which is less than 200 miles away, will be on guard, and we will not be able to use the surprise force. "

She paused for a moment: "You teams are going to solve this problem." After saying that, she summoned a person from behind, "The Broken Knife team is assigned to the harassment and control mission of Longmaw Hill this time. This is your temporary team member. , it’s up to him to show his strength after entering the mountain. You must protect him the whole time.”

This is a thin man, less than forty, but his face looks a bit like a monkey, and he grins at everyone.

"My surname is Yu, a magician. You can just call me Lao Yu."

"This mission is extremely important. If you complete it well, many brothers will die less." General Red said solemnly, "Team Broken Blade, don't let me down!"

Everyone responded "yes" in unison.

He Lingchuan looked at General Hong's mask, hesitant to speak.

General Hong saw through it: "Speak."

"I want to ask you a question."

General Hong seemed to know that he wanted to ask a private matter: "Come with me."

She took He Lingchuan to the side of the Gu Luo tree, and there were two chirps from the tree, which were sparrows calling.

"Go ahead."

"What should we do if the enemy we face is extremely powerful and almost impossible to defeat?" He Lingchuan added, "I'm not talking about this mission."

General Hong said without hesitation: "Get out of the way."

"..." He Lingchuan pressed the handle of the Fu Sheng knife, which is one of the three sets of the death group. He remembered the final outcome of King Yuan and the prophecy of his own fate, "What if I can't get out of the way? What if it finds me sooner or later?"

Did King Yuan get out of the way? Did Zhong Shengguang get out of the way? These two heroes failed, so why did he think he could?

After leaving the ruins of Qianxing City, there was not a day without thinking.

"How much does the enemy know about you?"

"At present, they still ignore you." He Lingchuan touched his nose. For a giant like Bejia, he is not even a shrimp. "Well, it should be said that it doesn't know me yet."

"Do you still have plenty of time?"

"I guess so."

General Hong thought for a while and said, "Suppose you are trapped in a cemetery, and there are evil ghosts chasing you. You can't beat them, and you can't get out. What will you do?"

He Lingchuan said without hesitation: "Hide."

You must survive first, then you can find a way to deal with it.

"Where to hide?" General Hong continued, "If you hide somewhere and don't move, you will definitely be found."

He Lingchuan smiled bitterly: "Then you can only follow the ghost, and it's best to keep pace with it."

I hope this is not a two-faced ghost.

"Observe it, study it, and even follow it closely if necessary, the closer the better!" General Hong said decisively, "Where is there any 'invincible' in the world? The deeper you understand, the more likely you are to tear through the illusion and touch the vital point."

If you can't beat it, why not dance with the ghost, and go in pairs? He Lingchuan thought.

"You are still in the dark at the moment, which is your biggest advantage."

He Lingchuan said sincerely: "Thank you, General."

For the rest, he has to experience it by himself.

In short, he has to be more active and proactive.

"Go, I have something to do."

General Hong meant not to waste my time.

So several teams took on the task and ran out of the south gate one after another, heading east.

He Lingchuan looked up at the sky and saw the crescent moon descending, and there was still light between heaven and earth.

However, the new moon is coming soon.

……

After leaving the city, the Broken Blade Squad ran dozens of miles overnight, and stopped to drink water and rest by the river until it was bright.

Everyone was very experienced in forced marches, and took medicinal oil to massage the tight waist, legs and back muscles.

Horses drink water, people eat food, every minute is precious.

The door panel directly found a big stone to lean on, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Tiao hurriedly asked He Lingchuan: "Boss, why do we fight against the western water chestnuts? Isn't Lord Zhong planning to take us back to the country from the Jinxi Corridor?"

Hu Min smiled and said: "Fighting against the western water chestnuts is the best, it relieves our hatred!"

Everyone on the side responded.

Even the newly joined Lao Yu nodded: "Xijiao relies on the support of someone behind him, loves to bark for nothing, and persecutes our fellow villagers. It would be best if we could knock it down on the way back home."

Liu Tiao rolled his eyes at him: "I didn't say it's bad to beat Xijiao. This little country like a louse, the sooner it is killed, the better! But why choose this time to beat it?"

"Jinxi Corridor is the territory of Baling. From there, we are under the eyes of the Baling people all the way. There are so many old, weak, women and children in the cities of Panlong Desert, and there are countless wealth. Without the protection of high walls and strong cities, can you count on the kindness of the Baling people?"

Liu Tiao said bitterly: "Maybe it's waiting to tear meat from us."

He Lingchuan drew his knife and casually drew a map on the sand by the river as a sand table.

It's not very good, everyone just look at it.

"Coincidentally, at this critical moment, the king of Xijue passed away. A state funeral will be held soon. The successor is Hu Yanzhao." He still remembered the scene in the hall of war:

"Announce the whole city, we will fight all the way back, immediately, right now!" General Hong pointed his sword at Xijue on the sand table, and said proudly, "Does the king need to issue a relocation order? Do the people of Baling need to open the Jinxi Corridor for us? We will fight our way back home, starting from Xijue!"

"Seven days!" Zhong Shengguang exhaled, "Within seven days, we will march to Xijue, and we will do it with great force."

Everyone looked at the sand table.

The Panlong Wasteland is vast. From Panlong City to Xijue, the straight-line distance is hundreds of miles. If the terrain obstacles such as hills, rocks, valleys and lakes are taken into account, the army's journey will be even longer.