Everyone said in one voice: "You heard me clearly!"
The sound was as angry as thunder, reaching into the sky, startling countless night herons.
The envoy swallowed and saw the red general throwing the edict back to him: "Come here, take the emissary down to have a good rest. He will rush to Panlong City with this edict tomorrow."
Two soldiers came forward and led the messenger away.
The red general held his sword in his hand and stood looking at Panlongjun.
The mask she wore today was a ghost-headed mask, which looked particularly ferocious under the light of the dancing fire.
A gust of night wind blew by.
She didn't move, and thousands of people also stood motionless.
After a while, the Red General gave the order in a deep voice: "Wait for Commander Zhong to make the final decision. Disband now and go back to rest!"
Everyone still didn't move.
The red general turned around and strode away.
It wasn't until her back disappeared into the darkness that the city's west square exploded with a bang, nearly being blown over by angry curses.
The anger of the Panlong Army was almost higher than the torches held in everyone's hands.
There were spitting and angry curses everywhere, and He Lingchuan heard that someone nearby had already greeted the 19th generation ancestor of the monarch.
It's really disrespectful.
The door panel came over without a shield, so he could only stomp on the ground twice: "Ma Le... those people in the capital are cowards, and they will give birth to a son without eyesight, a bastard!"
Hu Min spat into the hole he stepped on: "Why don't we fight all the way back to Xiluo and take down the capital, so as not to suffer from splints here!"
Arlo shushed him: "Don't talk nonsense."
Liu Tiao asked He Lingchuan: "Broken Blade, what's wrong with us fighting all the way back? We don't need the mother country to send a single soldier to protect us. Why is the monarch, why..." She couldn't say any more. She was so angry that she took a deep breath and said:
Be at peace with yourself.
"Why are you afraid of us going back?" He Lingchuan said lightly, "We are too strong, but the mother country is too weak."
Everyone looked at each other and recalled that the order read by the red general just now sounded condescending and majestic, but it was filled with an overwhelming anger.
"To defend against the border residents in the northwest is better than to defend against the enemy."
"Exactly!" Soldiers from other teams nearby heard this and echoed loudly, "It is better to defend against the border residents in the northwest than against the enemy. The motherland is defending us, us!"
Having stayed alone in the enclave for more than ten years, but being so feared, suspected and ostracized by the mother country, anyone's heart would be cold.
"Yes, the mother country would rather borrow troops from the Bega Kingdom than let us go back!"
“It’s better not to have such a mother country!”
There was a commotion all around.
I don’t know how long it took, but He Lingchuan finally heard the most crucial sentence:
“It’s better not to return to such a motherland!”
Someone quickly responded:
"Yes, I will be ostracized and looked down upon when I go back. I might as well stay on the Chipa Plateau."
"You understand, it is all the adults who will be ostracized when we go back. What does it have to do with us? We are soldiers, how can we not be ignored?"
"Go back and be cannon fodder?" Another person retorted unceremoniously, "The 40,000 elites who were transferred away from the mother country last time are all heroes here. After they returned, they were randomly organized and sent to various places. As a result, they died and escaped.
Run, look how many are left now? What kind of elite soldiers are there? If you and I go back, we will all end up like this!"
"Will the monarch love his troops like his son like Master Zhong, and will he manage his troops like a god like General Red? Look at the chaos in their country. The more peace there is, the more chaos there will be!"
"Yes, if a soldier is a coward, a whole group of cowards will be cowardly. If we go back like this, we will at best be in the wilderness in troubled times. How can we be rich on the Chipa Plateau!"
He Lingchuan listened to the noise in his ears and breathed out softly.
So, the reaction of the King of Xilao was indeed what Panlongcheng had expected, right?
Everything Panlongcheng did was based on the "fear" of King Xi Luo.
Before the monarch issued the relocation order, Panlong City rushed away. This was impatient;
The Panlong Army did not take the Jinxi Corridor provided by the Baling Kingdom at all. Instead, they found another way and wanted to fight back all the way from the Xixi Kingdom. This was disrespectful and arbitrary;
It takes only a few days to destroy a country, but Xi Luo is far from able to do it. This is a arrogant and powerful general;
If the above qualities are combined together, which king would not be afraid of them?
If Zhong Shengguang returns to Xiluo with such an army, who in the whole country can be his opponent?
Would it be easy for such an army to capture the capital of Xiluo?
Therefore, even if the monarch had hesitated before, he finally made up his mind after hearing about the victory of Xizhi reported by Zhong Shengguang:
Never let them come back!
Relocation order? It will not be issued.
Originally, some court officials were opposed to moving to An, believing that the Panlong Wasteland was the territory of Xilao and the ancestral heritage, and could not be ceded at will.
Then in the name of great righteousness, order the Panlong Army to guard the border areas and secure the territory forever!
He Lingchuan even doubted the time when General Red uploaded the victory report.
If we wait until we capture the Xi Luo Palace before flying to the mother country, it will take at least ten days for the news to come back, so it is impossible for the envoys from the Xi Luo Capital City to arrive at Yuheng City so quickly.
That is to say, the Red General first conveyed the good news to Xiluo, and then led his army to besiege Xiluo Palace in a leisurely manner.
General Red, or rather God Mitian, really didn’t pay much attention to Xiluan and Xilao.
Tonight in the west of Yuheng City, the Panlong Army is destined to spend a sleepless night.
He Lingchuan looked towards the direction where General Red had disappeared.
This should be the strategy of Zhong Shengguang and General Red.
They knew very well that public opinion could not be violated or blocked, but it could be channeled, so they directed the criticism and anger of the generals and the people towards the Kingdom of Xilao.
This is called advancing in order to retreat.
In fact, the West Luo Kingdom was the culprit, and it was not wrong to take the blame.
If it had not been weak and cowardly, Panlong's soldiers and civilians would not have suffered so much.
And Zhong Shengguang and others don't know what kind of price they will pay in the future if they choose to stay in Panlong Wasteland!
If we insist on returning to China at this time, can we avoid the heroic events more than ten years later? Can everyone live in peace?
Because of the monarch's rebuke, Panlong's army postponed its return eastward and continued to station in Yuheng City, confronting Jin Ying's army.
The messenger from Xiluo rushed to Panlong City to find Zhong Shengguang.
Obviously General Red and his army must wait for Panlong City's final decision.
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At dawn, He Lingchuan went to fetch water with a bucket, but saw several figures by the river.
One is by the river, and the others are far away.
Just by looking at his back, he could confirm that the man by the river was the Red General.
Her aura is so strong.
"Who?" The guards behind the Red General felt this and glanced over with sharp eyes.
The red general's voice was very calm: "No problem, I'll get you some water."
Without looking back, she knew what he was going to do.
He Lingchuan stepped forward, rinsed the bucket in the river, and said, "Why doesn't the general take a rest?"
The red general stood facing east, looking at the white mist floating on the river:
"I do not need."
That's right, He Lingchuan then remembered that she had been transformed by the divine power to become a demigod, and she didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep like ordinary creatures to maintain her physical fitness.
There were people around her, but He Lingchuan felt like he was alone and isolated from the whole world.
To be continued...