Chapter 1286: Where the Heart is at Peace is My Home

Most importantly, He Chunhua was deeply loved by the people and generals there, and he had publicized it well in advance—

The military and civilians were very clear that resisting Dong Haoming's army was defending their own homes and property.

Therefore, just as difficult as it was for the Yuan Nation's army to attack Wuzhou in the past, it was equally difficult for Dong Haoming to attack Yazhou today.

He Chunhua had strong walls and sharp arrows, and his army was unexpectedly tenacious, unlike the lazy and sickly nature of the Court army. Dong Haoming had managed to capture two cities with great difficulty, but before he could warm them up, they were snatched back in the blink of an eye.

The war fell into a stalemate.

He Chunhua had long been prepared, seizing grain into storage and implementing a scorched-earth policy. Dong Haoming's army marched south after the autumn harvest season, and the villages had no grain; unless they could capture cities and land, the grain had to be transported from the north.

The letter also included front-line battle reports collected by Li Qingge's people.

The descriptions of several battles were quite detailed; it was unknown how she managed it.

He Lingchuan finished reading carefully and sighed: "He Chunhua made almost no mistakes in these few battles; he fought beautifully."

He knew very well what the quality of the soldiers under his cheap father was. Although two years had passed, He Chunhua must have worked hard to train the troops, but that level was probably still worse than Dong Haoming's.

However, in terms of timing, geography, and human harmony—especially the latter two—he had occupied all the advantages.

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror also finished reading the letter and immediately asked: "Which side do you think will win?"

"If this overtime match continues, the scales of victory will tilt toward He Chunhua's side." He Lingchuan pondered. "And I have a premonition that there will be more changes later."

The mirror in his bosom wondered: "What do you mean?"

"The Yuan King." He Lingchuan said slowly, "If this matter continues to develop in the direction He Chunhua expects, the Yuan King will be an important link."

He Chunhua had laid out his plan so carefully for so long; how could he allow any mistakes?

He Lingchuan dared to assert: "I think the Yuan King won't live long."

Once the Yuan King dies, the situation will inevitably become even more confusing.

"I hope He Chunhua and Dong Haoming decide the winner sooner." He Lingchuan sighed. "Long pain is worse than short pain."

Only when this war is turned over as soon as possible will the people of the Yuan Nation have a glimmer of hope for peace.

The letter also mentioned that Lady Ying had returned to Yazhou with her husband and was doing well. Although the Yuan Nation was engulfed in the flames of war, Lady Ying's life was still happy and blissful.

He Yue was working in the General Manager's Office and did not go to the front line to fight; presumably, he was doing supervisory, logistical, and advisory work.

The mountains and rivers of the old nation are shaky; in the midst of danger, there are also variables.

Comparing this to He Lingchuan's own Yangshan Archipelago, everything is normal at the moment, which is truly rare and commendable.

Lingguang dismantled another piece of intelligence: The conflict between Beijia and the Mou Nation was still ongoing. A major general of the vassal demon nation, the Shan Yu Nation, which participated in the war, was surrounded and killed on the front line. The Shan Yu Nation was furious and threatened to retaliate on multiple fronts, so the situation on the front line was also becoming tense.

Affected by the war, the Mou Nation also increased its imports of grain and medicine. Bailie and the Qing Nation transporting grain to the Mou Nation had become a convention in the last two years; of course, the Mou Nation played the "acquisition" card, but the acquisition price was far lower than the market price, and the people of these two countries had to swallow their anger.

But this set of tactics didn't work on Yangshan.

The Yangshan Archipelago was not a dependency of the Mou Nation; if the Mou Nation wanted to get grain from here, it had to pay according to the market price. Considering his relationship with Lingshan, He Lingchuan could even give the Mou Nation a friendly discount of ninety percent.

Just ninety percent, no lower.

It is said that there were many complaints within the Mou Nation because the Yangshan Archipelago had become one of the Mou Nation's high-quality grain-producing areas. The grain from Yangshan transported to the Mou Nation basically went by sea, and the landing point was even very close to the front line; as long as they avoided the hurricane season, it was relatively safe, and it saved a lot of consumption from land transportation.

Economical, affordable, and efficient.

However, the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce began to get involved in the Shanjin Plain and had to allocate a portion of grain and grass to support the Seven-Road Allied Forces, including the Situ family, and could not increase the supply to the Mou Nation.

Not to mention, the normal trade between the Yangshan Archipelago and the Ya Nation was still ongoing, only the supply of some key commodities was interrupted.

There were voices in the Mou Nation Court that pressure should be applied to the Yangshan Archipelago.

Within the country, there are always dissenting voices, and He Lingchuan didn't take it too much to heart. The Yangshan Archipelago had a special geographical location, and both the Mou Nation and Beijia wanted to win it over. Before the conflict between them further intensified, He Lingchuan still had plenty of room to maneuver.

At this time, the necessity of his insistence on independence and autonomy back then was evident.

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The blue sky was like a wash.

He Lingchuan walked in the Shumin Academy, and the trumpet creepers on the rows of courtyard walls bloomed into orange waterfalls of flowers.

He was originally holding a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand, bought at a high price from a flower shop in the city, but compared to these heartless flowering machines on the wall, it was far from being that spectacular and romantic.

The brilliant sunshine, the ancient brick walls, the unrestrained flowers, the dancing bees and butterflies, and the laughter of children.

It was clearly very lively here, yet He Lingchuan felt very peaceful in his heart.

This liveliness, this vitality, was worth him and the Dafeng Army guarding it with all their might, without complaint or regret.

However, there were gradually more new faces in the academy, and they were all adults.

Just as he passed through an archway, he saw Sun Fuling coming toward him, walking side by side with another person.

A man.

Master Sun was wearing a goose-yellow shirt and a madder-red skirt today, with two golden peach hairpins in her cloud-like hair, bright and refreshing without losing playfulness.

She passed under the trumpet creepers, bright-eyed and white-toothed, like a flower goddess.

The man was in his early twenties, with long eyebrows and bright eyes, looking around with spirit; if he changed into brocade clothes, he would be a graceful young master of the world.

The two were talking as they walked, both with smiles on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Fuling saw He Lingchuan, and her beautiful eyes immediately shone brightly: "Why are you here?"

She walked a few steps quickly to greet He Lingchuan, who handed the flowers over immediately: "Is Master free? Would you like to do me the honor of having a meal?"

The fresh flowers still carried dew; Sun Fuling took them and took a light sniff of the fragrance before smiling: "I thought the Commander-in-Chief would have to stay at Ximo Ridge for a few more days."

"I have to go back in the evening." He Lingchuan said truthfully. "I started repairing the venue in the morning, and it's not usable yet."

"Your venue is broken again?"

"Broken again."

At this time, the handsome man walked closer, and Sun Fuling immediately introduced both sides: "This is Mr. Xin Yi, Mr. Xin from Hanyuan Prefecture; and this one is our General Huyi of Panlongcheng."

Xin Yi immediately bowed with a smile: "General He, I have long admired you!"

Oh, surnamed Xin? He Lingchuan's etiquette was also very thorough: "Mr. Xin, nice to meet you!"

After Panlongcheng took the Xiji area and opened up the Longchuan trade route, it began to have extensive contact with external forces. Hanyuan Prefecture was a Daoist sect in the east, and He Lingchuan also knew that this was one of Lingshan's forces in the human world!

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