It is no exaggeration to say that with the help of spiritual pulp, serious injuries can be quickly turned into minor injuries.
Willow asked again: "Have we completely won?"
He Lingchuan said: "Fushan Lie was stabbed through the heart by me, but he didn't seem to be dead; the Xiqiao and Jin Ying coalition forces were driven back outside the border. I think they won't dare to come back in a short time."
He patted Liu Tiao's uninjured shoulder twice: "You did a great job pretending to be the Red General. You made a great contribution by dragging Fu Shan Lie away."
Wicker makes no bones about it:
"I was really scared to death just now."
She imitated the armor for collection and occasionally wore it secretly at home. Who knew that one day she would wear it in battle and use it to scare Fu Shanlie?
Facing that highly cultivated Ba, she kept beating her heart, fearing that she might not look good and show off her flaws.
At that time, the south city gate had been breached. Thanks to her holding on to the situation, she single-handedly dragged Fu Shanlie to Wengcheng to prevent the enemy from spreading. This forced Yuheng City and He Lingchuan to buy precious time, otherwise Fushan
Lie led his army into the city and unleashed endless poison.
Even if He Lingchuan could finally recapture the city, he would have to pay a heavy price.
From this point of view, in today's battle, Liu Tiao took the greatest credit.
"What reward do you want? Think about it while you are recovering from your injuries." He Lingchuan was never stingy with heroes.
Willow responded immediately.
He Lingchuan looked at the Seven Fortune Wheels beside her again.
Of course, this was also a replica. Unexpectedly, Liu Tiao was also interested in the Xian family magic weapon that Lu Xun was wearing.
However, having the artifact in hand is more in line with the identity of the Red General. Moreover, Fushan Lie had just suffered a loss from it, so he should still have it fresh in his mind.
At this time, Wen Daolun also hurried in from outside, and his first words were the same as He Lingchuan:
"How is she?"
"Old Wen!" He Lingchuan pressed his shoulders with both hands and shook him several times, "As long as you're okay!"
Wen Daolun was stunned for a moment, a little unaccustomed to such a close gesture, but he noticed that his joy came from the bottom of his heart and was undisguised, and he was a little moved: "Thank you, I am safe and sound, thanks to your bravery, you saved Yuheng City!"
If Yuheng City is destroyed, how can he have the face to see Commander Zhong?
"The battle at the east gate was equally difficult. Fortunately, you also withstood it." When Liu Tiao pretended to be a red general and deceived Fu Shanlie, Jin Yong's army was also attacking the east gate. Although they were a feint attack force, there was no problem in making the fake come true.
Wen Daolun chatted with him for a few words and left in a hurry.
He and Chao Qian were responsible for the east gate and worked hard.
But he didn't know how troubled He Lingchuan was:
Wen Daolun's ability to escape death shows that his own destiny can be changed!
But Zhao Linyang is gone, and the prophecy that "the guard of Yuheng City died violently" still comes true.
Although tonight's incident ended with Yuheng City's victory, the twists and turns in the middle were thrilling.
Yuheng City almost returned to the original track of history.
He Lingchuan was a little confused for a moment.
So what about Panlong City in the future? Where is General Red?
Can the established fate be reversed?
In the past, it was not difficult for him to change the ending of General Nan Ke and Zhu Erniang.
If he had known this, he shouldn't have let Dafang Hu eat Naluotian's clone!
Since this broken pot has eaten something it shouldn't have, no one knows what kind of cause and effect it is secretly creating.
As long as anyone tries to deviate from the original destiny track, there will be a force pulling him back.
This is... very scary.
While he was meditating, the maid next to him came over with a medicine tray to fill him with medicine.
Just as He Lingchuan was thinking about his troubles, his face was stained with blood again. His gloomy and angry eyes shocked the maid and she almost knocked over the tray.
The commander's expression was too terrifying.
Fortunately, there was someone beside her who held her wrist and gently took the tray:
"Let me do it."
Sun Fuling is here.
The master was standing under the eaves in green clothes, holding a plate in his hand, with busy soldiers behind him.
He Lingchuan looked straight at her.
If Panlongcheng's final fate cannot be changed, what about her?
He still remembered the words of Imperial Master Qingyang and how she described the original owner of the Heavenly Centipede Bone Flute.
With him staring at her like this, Sun Fuling gently wet the towel and wiped the blood stains from his face.
The scarf suddenly turned red, and she said nonchalantly: "What are you thinking about? Her eyes are so scary."
"I'm thinking, is fate impossible to escape and can only be faced?" He pushed Wen Daolun back to Yuheng City, hoping to help him avoid his destined death. As a result, he came back before the war, and the God of Death did come back twice and three times.
Fan found Wen Daolun; then thinking about himself, his original fate was probably to become Nai Luotian's skin, but he did not escape, and finally solved this trouble in Panlong City.
Escape will not solve the problem.
Sun Fuling smiled: "Fate, you either accept it or defeat it."
"You're right, Master, and your words are precise." He Lingchuan gently pressed her hand, "Why are you here?"
"There's a chaos in the city. I'm here to help." Sun Fuling pulled him to sit under a tree and treated his injuries.
He Lingchuan took off his outer armor so that she could apply the medicine. In the big fight just now, there were no fatal injuries on his body, but he was scarred. There was a hole half a finger deep on his left shoulder, which was dug out by the insect demon's front legs;
There are three wounds on his back, the longest one is a foot, and the depth is so deep that you can almost see the bones.
This was the souvenir left by the Bega elite behind him after he stabbed Fushan Lie. If he hadn't turned sideways quickly, it would have turned into a skewer.
There were numerous other minor injuries.
When Sun Fuling cut off his shirt, the nerves in He Lingchuan's face jumped twice. Just now when he was chasing Jin Ying's army, the flesh and blood from the wounds were stuck to his clothes. Now he had to tear them open to apply medicine.
It hurts so much.
Sun Fuling fed him a painkiller: "You need a good piece of armor."
"Indeed." The clothes were all cut to pieces. He Lingchuan took out a new piece of clothing and said, "Let's take your time and look for it."
Good swords and good armor need to grow together with their masters, especially armor, which is said to be "modulated". The Red General's armor has experienced it himself.
But this matter cannot be rushed. Let’s find or cast it slowly.
Sun Fuling added: "There are many injuries in the city, and they have been basically dealt with."
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If the city is destroyed, I don't know how many people will die tonight.
Sun Fuling seemed to hear the sigh in his heart, and turned her head and said: "Nothing in the world is perfect, you have done a good job. The flooding in Longchuan River is about to be eliminated, and Yuheng City is safe and sound again. You won this battle with Fushan Lie
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"But the process..." The process was really thrilling.
"The process is not important." Sun Fuling's fingertips were still stained with He Lingchuan's blood, and she happened to receive two more drops of Emperor's liquid. Without thinking much, she put it into her mouth and sucked it up, "War only depends on the result, whether it is success or failure.
Fu Shanlie also almost captured Yuheng City, but he almost failed."
If you don't succeed, you don't succeed.
So Fu Shanlie was driven back to Jinyang, and He Lingchuan reaped the fruits of victory.
"Do you think -" He Lingchuan glanced at her and asked, "If General Hong and I change places, will she attack Longchuan tonight?"
"It depends on whether the reason for attacking Longchuan is sufficient. I believe you have sufficient reasons." Sun Fuling blinked, "I also know that you are all responsible people. You have neither the right to be soft-hearted nor the time.
remorse."
He Lingchuan held her hand: "So, what about the future?"
"In the future? Let's move forward bravely." She said leisurely, "As always."
He Lingchuan laughed dumbly: "You are still good at enlightening people."
She obviously didn't say a word of comfort, but He Lingchuan understood.
He is already the commander-in-chief of a city. Every action will have consequences, and every mistake will cause losses.
The higher the position, the greater the power, and these consequences and losses will be magnified.
But so what? Some decisions have to be made, some risks have to be taken, and some mistakes have to be made, even if they have to pay a huge price and sacrifice——
You may sacrifice yourself or others.
This is called doing something you know is impossible.
The responsibility of the superior is not only to do good, but sometimes even to do evil.
"Have you enlightened me well?" Sun Fuling's cheeks showed dimples of wine again, "Please treat me to dinner tomorrow morning."
It will be dawn in a few hours.
"Not tomorrow morning, but noon the day after tomorrow, no, I'll treat you to a big dinner the day after tomorrow."
"It's a deal." Master Sun knew that he was busy with everything, so he didn't say much and turned to leave.
Next, He Lingchuan handed over the task to Chao Qian.
The emperor's blood flow has not yet ended, and the curfew in Yuheng City has not yet ended, and the security of the whole city must be strictly controlled.
The disaster of war has just come, and many residents of Yuheng City have been affected. Now it is time to put things right.
After explaining this, he took several mounted guards and left the city again to go south!
There is also a battle to suppress bandits in Longchuan.
Previously, he asked Hu Min to exercise military power on his behalf, and he led 800 people back. Now that Yuheng City is out of danger, he still has to go over and take care of the battlefield.
The east is now white, and the emperor's fluid flow has stopped.
By the time He Lingchuan arrived at Longchuan, the battle here had entered the final stage.
The elite Xiqiao puppet army who originally defended Longchuan had been taken away by Fushan Lie. They failed to attack Yuheng City and were chased by He Lingchuan's army, so they entered Jinying directly.
Therefore, only some monsters and water bandits remain in the puppet army station in Takigawa.
Fushan Lie asked them to guard the house, but he was actually pretending to be abandoned sons who could be discarded at any time.
Hu Min exercised military authority and led his troops to rush into Longchuan. He first cleared away the demon vines and opened a passage. Because of the Emperor's slurry, the enemy was a little confused and the resistance was weak. The Yuheng army was able to mop up the enemy more easily than expected.
On the night of Emperor Liujian that just passed, He Lingchuan and Fu Shanlie stole each other's houses.
The rule of the game is that winner takes all. He Lingchuan won, and Takichuan was the trophy he deserved, and he easily pocketed it.
This was tacitly understood by both parties, so Fushan Lie did not return to Longchuan, but retreated to Jinyang Kingdom with the remaining elites.
There is no place for him to stand in Takigawa.
After this battle, the prisoners were sent to work in the mines.
At this point, the Panlong City side finally completely took over the entire territory of Xiqiao Kingdom and renamed the place Maohe Plain, and the word "Xiqiao" disappeared from then on.
With this good news, Panlong Wasteland and Maohe Plain celebrated for three days!