pertwk Chapter 2617 Reunion of old friends
Chapter 2617 Reunion of old friends
Chapter 2617 Reunion of old friends
With her guarding Dragon's Throat Pass, Bega had seen no sign of success for months. The generals attacking Dragon's Throat Pass came and went, and one heavenly demon after another descended, but nothing worked.
The harassment of Panlong by countries like Baling was like a vicious dog tearing at an elephant's leg; it caused the elephant pain but was not fatal for the time being.
Therefore, Bega must find a new route to bypass Dragon's Throat Pass and invade the Panlong Wasteland.
As soon as news of the fall of Chong Kingdom reached Panlong, Zhong Shengguang knew something was wrong and immediately ordered his troops to march south to keep the enemy out of the country.
He Lingchuan woke up at this moment.
The future course of the war in the southern wasteland will determine the fate of Panlong.
The Bega army, which had just landed at Sandar Port, was merely the vanguard. The main force would likely be led by Fushanlie.
The efficiency of this later King of Chiyan was truly rare in the Bega army. This also shows that when he invaded Takikawa, it was fortunate that He Lingchuan emerged from the Panlong army and won the battle. Otherwise, given his cunning, strength, and military skills, it is hard to say whether Panlong City could have maintained its gains on the Maohe Plain.
Zhong Shengguang originally sent Xu Zhiyu to seize Fulugou, which was an important location on the southern front of the wasteland.
Once the Fulugou River is occupied by Beijia, the surrounding network of waterways will also be under Beijia's control, making it even more difficult for them to defend against the Panlong Army's sneak attacks.
The more Hu Min explained, the more solemn He Lingchuan's expression became.
The war situation was far worse than he had imagined.
The generals were also anxious: "General, when shall we set off?"
"Tomorrow morning," He Lingchuan said, his mind clear, "but before I set off, I'd like to go into the city."
There are some important messages that even soldiers like Hu Min cannot provide.
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone came in to report:
"Chief Secretary Wen has arrived!"
It was Wen Daolun! He Lingchuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Please come in!"
Just when I was about to fall asleep, a pillow arrived; no wonder he's Zhong Shengguang.
……
When Wen Daolun entered the tent, all the other generals had already left, leaving only He Lingchuan standing proudly inside. The lamplight shone from behind, making his figure appear aloof and imposing.
For a moment, Wen Daolun felt utterly alienated. He couldn't see the other person's face, only the profound darkness that enveloped him.
But the other person turned to the side, and the warm light illuminated their smile.
"General, you're finally awake!" Wen Daolun smiled broadly.
Many years ago, from Zhong Shengguang to ordinary people, everyone agreed that General Huyi was just as important to Panlong as General Hong.
General Red was the soul of Panlong's army, while General Tiger Wing was a rare all-rounder, proficient in both literary and military arts. No matter what task he took on, he handled it well; no enemy he attacked, he could not defeat.
General Tiger Wing's inexplicable coma had a significant impact on the Panbei War, the war between Panlong and Beijia. Both the military and the civilians lamented the situation, realizing that even the mighty Red General was powerless to fight alone. Had General Tiger Wing been alive, the Maohe Plain War would not have ended in this way.
The Empire's Twin Stars: Neither Can Be Dispensed.
At this critical moment, General Tiger Wing awoke! Even though Wen Daolun knew this was the work of the Great Shaman, he was still deeply moved:
"It seems that God has been kind to Panlong."
"Old Wen!" He Lingchuan grabbed his arms and shook him hard twice before letting go.
In the Panlong Army, only close comrades would do such a thing.
He and Wen Daolun had some history. During their time jointly ruling Yuheng City, Wen Daolun did not quite agree with his methods, but they had already reconciled during their joint resistance against Bega's invasion of Yuheng City.
Both of them were selfless and there were few misunderstandings between them.
After many years, Wen Daolun's eyes were lined with wrinkles, and his left eye was gone, covered by a black eye patch. This gave his originally gentle face a sharp edge.
He Lingchuan asked, "What happened to your eyes?"
"The Battle of Takikawa fifteen months ago." Wen Daolun smiled and said casually, "Let's not talk about the past."
He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "Limbs can regenerate, so theoretically, eyeballs should be able to as well."
However, the structure of the human eyeball is more complex, making it more difficult to regenerate a severed limb.
“The High Shaman said the same thing, but during the war, several medicinal herbs were lacking, so the medicine could not be made.” Wen Daolun changed the subject. “The general has just woken up and must still have many questions that he cannot answer from the army. That is why the King sent me here.”
"As expected of His Majesty," He Lingchuan remarked, Zhong Shengguang still as meticulous as ever.
Alas, when He Lingchuan saw Zhong Shengguang just now, the emperor of Panlong Kingdom already had graying temples and deep nasolabial folds.
He must have been exhausted these past few years.
He Lingchuan walked to the edge of the sand table and gently brushed it a few times, and the terrain on the sand table began to change.
"Hu Min explained to me the Panbei War of the past two years. Judging from the current situation, our prospects are not optimistic."
He put it more tactfully. With his immense power, Bega was gradually pushing Panlong to the brink of life and death.
"This war is about who can attack higher and who has more health."
Panlong has high attack power, but Beijia has high health. "After such a long battle, Panlong's weakness is becoming increasingly apparent, which is—"
"Our national strength is still far behind that of Bekaa."
Although Panlong's military strength was formidable, Bega's army was virtually inexhaustible. He Lingchuan had no doubt that even at a cost of ten lives for one, Bega could wear down Panlong to death.
Not to mention resources such as food, weapons, ships, and medicine, the two sides were not even in the same league.
As for high-level and powerful individuals, Bega has immortals, immortal demons, and heavenly demons, who can stand out in the entire world.
Panlong is not incapable of waging a protracted war, but it is inherently at a great disadvantage.
“If this continues, Panlong will likely follow in Yuan Kingdom’s footsteps in one to two years, or even a year and a half.” He Lingchuan pondered, “If we only play a passive defensive role, we have no chance of winning.”
Wen Daolun said in a low voice:
"Since the start of the Panbei War, we have been trying to find a turning point and shake the support of the Demon Kingdom for Lingxu. But..."
"The Holy Venerable Lingxu is too resolute. Lingxu City has twice executed officials, causing a bloodbath in the court. Our attempts to sow discord have had little effect; instead, they have exposed several spies..."
He sighed: "Bega, he is still Bega the God."
This is the source of Bega's power, but also its inescapable shackles and curse.
He Lingchuan's eyes flashed: "You're saying that Lingxu City executed a lot of officials who were reluctant to fight or opposed to the war?"
"Yes. At the very beginning of the war, dozens of officials were executed; the Battle of Maohe Plain lasted for a year, and the unrest in Bega rose again, so Venerable Lingxu killed another batch."
“He’s gone mad with killing,” He Lingchuan murmured. “He’s so willful and stubborn, surely Beijia is angry but dares not speak out?”
(End of this chapter)