After the immortal disappeared

This is an illusion, or perhaps it is history that happened in the distant past. How could these people really remember him before he was born?

"Help me load two more crossbows."

Hu Min touched the quiver behind him and found only the last two arrows left: "One for you and one for me." If it weren't for Commander Sun's box, these supplies would have been used up long ago.

He helped He Lingchuan fill up the arrow: "Do you have any last words to say?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan raised his crossbow and pointed it at the car formation, "I just want to know why Commander Sun ran away with the animal trap?"

Several Dafeng sergeants nearby laughed when they heard this. Hu Min couldn't help but look at him twice: "Those who come back alive can find out the reason and burn paper to let them know. How about that?"

"I think it will work."

Just a crisp sound was heard, the carriage was smashed, and the last line of defense was about to be broken.

From He Lingchuan's point of view, the companions in front were slightly hunched, half squatting on horseback, ready to face the surging enemy tide.

He supported the earth wall on the river bank and stood up straight.

If this was the final battle, he shouldn't lie down and die.

"Whoops", the last arrow, taking away an enemy.

With his accuracy, it was not wasted.

The people from Baling rushed over like a tidal wave.

He Lingchuan threw down his crossbow, drew his long knife, and strode forward to meet him.

It's time for close combat again.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly fell in the sky.

A Baling man had just rushed in front of He Lingchuan. Before the latter could draw his sword, something fell from the sky and knocked down his enemy.

This is a short-haired strange bird nearly three feet tall, with a sharp beak and broken teeth, wings like bat wings, and sharp claws on the tips of the wings.

Its wingspan reached an astonishing two feet.

As soon as it hit the ground, it let out a loud "Gah" sound, which made He Lingchuan's eardrums hurt.

The friendly forces were okay. Many Baling people covered their ears and staggered a few steps. It was obvious that this thing had a sonic attack. If it weren't for the blessing of the Sheji Order, ordinary people would have been knocked down and unconscious.

He Lingchuan was also stunned.

This thing looks so familiar, isn't it the monster bird in the Panlong Fantasy?

Of course, there are still some differences between this thing and the Panlong Fantasy. For example, it is much smaller in size. For example, its body is no longer pale. It looks like a living creature at first glance, and its eyes can move around...

And He Lingchuan was very sure that it was not formed by a swarm of bats.

But the things that exist in the illusion actually appear here, which means——

Hu Min on the ground shouted: "Reinforcements are coming!"

His voice was filled with the ecstasy of the aftermath.

Almost at the same time, another long and exciting horn sound sounded from behind the Ba Ling Army.

Standing on the slope, everyone could see commotion behind enemy lines with the help of lightning from the sky.

It was as if an army suddenly rushed in from behind, with blazing flags.

Commander Xiao also waved his gun and shouted: "Brothers, hold on, the Red General is coming!"

Red General!

If this name has magic power, it will inject new vitality into the tired warrior.

Everyone felt that the knife that was almost impossible to hold suddenly became light again.

He Lingchuan chopped down an enemy and staggered twice.

He had long since reached the end of his strength, and every breath he took made his chest feel tight; the effects of the medicine had worn off, and every move was excruciatingly painful.

Commander Xiao still had time to give him a hand, patted his chest and said, "Hold on, we win!"

Nothing can be more beautiful than these four words.

The dawn of victory is just ahead, in the reinforcement team that shows its claws and looks like a dragon entering the sea.

He Lingchuan couldn't help but climb up the boulder to see what the legendary Red General looked like.

Logically speaking, the red general should be under that flying bloody flag.

He looked down at the big flag, and suddenly, the world was spinning.

…

"Don't, don't don't don't don't-ah!"

He Lingchuan turned over and sat up, roaring, frightening the servants next to him.

"What are you doing?" He Lingchuan glared at him.

Just a little bit, just a little bit closer, I can see the Red General!

Being shaken awake at this time, He Lingchuan was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

"Sir, please calm down!" the servant stammered. The eldest young master was so angry when he got up. "I ask you to rush to the side hall immediately. There is something important to announce. My wife and the second young master have already arrived."

"It's important, what's important?"

"I don't know, but the master is very anxious."

"I know!" He Lingchuan raised his hand and waved him away, rubbing his face in frustration.

It's daybreak, the wind is gentle and the scenery is bright outside. The old osmanthus tree is full of fallen leaves, and a few petals quietly fly into the house.

It was a peaceful morning, as always. No one knew that He Lingchuan dreamed of returning to Panlong and spent a bloody and long night there.

Right, left hand.

He raised his left hand and moved his fingers.

Well, intact and still flexible.

It was indeed a dream, although the pain was too real. But that kind of damage could not be brought into reality at all, so he was relieved.

He Lingchuan calmed down before getting up and getting dressed.

In that riverbed battle, did the Gale Army win in the end?

There should be no suspense.

Commander Xiao had promised him that he could join the city army if he returned to the city alive.

He doesn't want to be a city soldier, but maybe he can get closer to these soldiers.

It's a pity. Once you quit like this, your favorability will be reset to zero after one night, right?

He Lingchuan sighed, and when he was buttoning his clothes, he suddenly discovered that the divine bone pendant hanging on his chest actually glowed faintly red.

"Huh? What's going on?"

He picked up the sacred bone and took a closer look, but the thing stopped shining again, as if the flash just now was just his illusion.

It usually has no sense of existence, which is inconsistent with its resounding name. It only triggers its passive effect in the Panlong Illusion, helping him avoid Sun Fuping's body-burning magical power.

He Lingchuan grabbed it, pinched it left and right, and poured in Qi. The result was no abnormality.

That's all, let's go to the side hall.

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The family members gathered around the dinner table, enjoying themselves happily. As soon as He Lingchuan stepped into the side hall, He Chunhua waved to him and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Come quickly, there is good news!"

He Lingchuan walked over and pulled out the chair: "Dad, are you happy?"

The old housekeeper brought him a bowl of thin noodles in mutton soup. The soup had been simmered for two hours. It was served with hand-rolled noodles and dipped in green chives. It looked plain but was actually rich.

He Lingchuan sat down and sucked a few chopsticks. Well, it felt good!

Having said that, his appetite seems to have increased again, and one or two bowls is definitely not enough.

He Yue did not quarrel with him today, but said: "It is indeed a good thing."

Even Mrs. Ying pursed her lips and smiled, looking beaming.

"The letter has arrived in the capital, and the government and the public are shocked!" He Chunhua said word by word, "Because of my merits in fighting against rebellion, especially in killing Sun Fuping, a national traitor, the royal court ordered me to be promoted to the general manager of Xiazhou, and I will set off immediately!"

He put a tube of documents on the table: "The order has arrived, but the reward is still on the way."

He Lingchuan slapped his thigh and beamed with joy: "Jump several levels in a row and reach the sky in one step! Dad, our family has become prosperous."