Chapter 1440

After another dozen breaths, the soapberry figure in the brush washer turned into bubbles, leaving only a layer of dense green foam floating on the shallow water. Xin Yi stirred it with a brush, and the foam disappeared immediately.

The guest room was as quiet as before, as if nothing had happened.

He took out another old collection from the Shumin Academy, chewing water caltrops while flipping pages and annotating.

Two days later, the Tiger Wing Army passed through Dragon Throat Pass and entered the Maohe Plain to the east.

After the entire territory of Xiji was occupied, Panlongcheng renamed it the Maohe Plain, from then on possessing a large granary with rich water and soil.

"Oh, the rice is almost ripe!" Xin Yi followed right beside He Lingchuan, half a horse's head behind, looking around at this time. "When I came to the Panlong Wasteland, the crops on both sides were still oily green, but now they are about to fill with grain. Time flies."

Nearly two months ago, he landed from the south and walked the Longchuan trade route before entering the Panlong Wasteland. Now he was walking in reverse, going to Yuheng City with He Lingchuan.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was becoming more and more abundant, and even the Panlong Wasteland was covered in green. Needless to say, the originally fertile Maohe Plain was full of pastoral songs everywhere.

Chickens and dogs could be heard from near and far, birds were poking their heads, farmers were working in the boundless fields, and soldiers were walking in the middle of the road, carefully not stepping on the crops on both sides of the road.

There were always people greeting the Tiger Wing Army. He Lingchuan waved at them and asked Xin Yi casually: "Mr. Xin is also proficient in farming?"

"I can't tell the five grains apart." Xin Yi didn't hide it either. "I only care about eating and drinking, and I have never farmed, but I occasionally went to the family's manor to collect rent in the past, so I know a little about the seasons."

He Lingchuan was curious: "The Xin family is also a famous and wealthy family in the Sand River Basin. Brother Xin, why do you have to run to the Panlong Wasteland to eat sand instead of living a comfortable life?"

"If everyone only cared about their own food and clothing and didn't care about others' lives, how could Panlongcheng be as prosperous as it is today?" Xin Yi sighed. "Commander Zhong is a model for our generation; I am just imitating him a little."

This guy is really good at flattering, and he even has to pull Zhong Shenghuan's banner. He Lingchuan smiled and looked at him, not asking any more questions.

The feeling Xin Yi gave others was always sincere and enthusiastic.

What is the most excellent quality in dealing with people? Wisdom? Shrewdness? Eloquence? None of them are right.

If you want the other party to let down their guard, only sincerity is the best killer move.

At least the sincerity you show must make everyone believe it.

After passing Dragon Throat Pass, the road ahead was flat. Xin Yi rode his horse and asked: "Is the road we are taking the shortcut that the Great Wind Army used to attack the old royal city of Xiji back then?"

"Yes. In the past, the Great Wind Army launched a lightning attack on Dragon Throat Pass from the Panlong Wasteland and killed their way to the Xiji Royal City before dawn. The Xiji monarch hadn't woken up yet, and we were already at the city walls—under the palace walls."

Xin Yi was excited: "Brother He participated too?"

"We were the vanguard army that raided Dragon Throat Pass." The Broken Blade Squad at that time used a strategy to sneak attack Dragon Throat Pass, opening the gates of Dragon Throat Pass to welcome the Great Wind Army, avoiding a bloody battle.

"Tell me the whole story? Was this series of plans planned by General Hong?"

He Lingchuan had no choice but to tell Xin Yi about the battle at that time.

Before leaving Panlongcheng, Zhong Shenghuan had told him two things. The first was that Xin Yi had provided valuable ideas for the research of the Bright Lamp, and after verification over the past few days, it was clearly feasible! Then Zhong Shenghuan's Bright Lamp research could continue—

A gratifying and congratulatory piece of great news.

He Lingchuan had just said congratulations when Zhong Shenghuan's second sentence followed: "You must have more contact with Mr. Xin."

It was a bit tactful, but the meaning of this sentence couldn't be clearer; he wanted He Lingchuan to keep an eye on Xin Yi!

Zhong Shenghuan was grateful for Xin Yi's help, but he hadn't let his guard down against him.

He Lingchuan was very gratified; this immediate superior was still clear-headed.

The environment forces people to make decisions.

In real history, Panlongcheng at this time not only lost Yuheng City and the Longchuan trade route, but even the Maohe Plain could not be kept, and they had to retreat to the Panlong Wasteland. Food, population, and trade shrank again, and the morale of the army and civilians was hit hard—the pain of gaining and then losing is not as good as never having gained it at all.

At that time, Panlongcheng faced the threat of Fu Shanyue in the east and was caught in a pincer attack by Baling and Xianyou in the north. Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was still recovering, Zhong Shenghuan faced a bad and passive strategic dilemma. How could he be as confident and calm as in the Panlong Era? When people are in deep water and scorching fire, isolated and helpless, they will always treat outside aid as a straw to save their lives. Even if Zhong Shenghuan is a hero, he has to seek help from Lingshan and place Lingshan in a high position.

Before Yuheng City drove away Fu Shanyue, Lu Xun had just come to Panlongcheng as a Lingshan envoy. Zhong Shenghuan greeted him personally and gave him enough face;

Now that Xin Yi had come as a messenger to take Lu Xun's place, Zhong Shenghuan had casually sent him to Yuheng City.

It was not being polite first and then arrogant, but the strong Panlongcheng gave Zhong Shenghuan more confidence when facing Lingshan.

Only by being strong can one be calm.

In history, no one knows what Xin Yi did in Panlongcheng; but He Lingchuan knows very well that the current Zhong Shenghuan will have a very different way of responding.

Speaking of the battle to destroy Xiji, although his eloquence was far inferior to Fu Liushan and he couldn't make it vivid and add oil and vinegar, Xin Yi still listened very carefully, often interrupting to ask for details.

For example, why General Hong made this decision, for example, why General Hong didn't do that.

He Lingchuan could feel that he was particularly interested in tactical strategies.

Since they met on the day of the No. 8 Life and Death Arena in Shawei, Xin Yi had followed He Lingchuan to Ximo Ridge to watch the selection and training of the army.

Although this person was said to be a messenger between Lingshan and Panlongcheng, he didn't seem to have any important things to do normally, and he would run to Ximo Ridge whenever he had time.

He Lingchuan received Zhong Shenghuan's order to lead the army to Yuheng City, and Xin Yi also traveled with him, rather than going to the northwest front of Panlongcheng.

You know, the war on the northwest front managed by General Hong was in full swing.

He Lingchuan had asked him why he didn't apply for a transfer to the northwest, and Xin Yi only said that he could learn more from He Lingchuan.

"I especially want to see how Brother He pulls an army into an elite force; if I go to the northwest front, the Great Wind Army is already a battle-hardened division, and I won't be able to observe anything."

So, is this guy coming to Panlongcheng for the purpose of observation and learning? He Lingchuan only felt it was strange.

Walking from the wasteland to the plain, the altitude became lower and lower, and the weather became hotter and hotter, and even the wind blowing on his face carried a warm and humid feeling.

The soldiers subconsciously pulled their collars, and sweat beads began to seep out on their foreheads.

Used to the cool wasteland, they were still a bit uncomfortable when they first came to the Maohe Plain.

He Lingchuan took a deep breath and secretly said, I'm back.

This journey was coming to an end, and the outline of the city finally appeared in the distance.

Yuheng City was almost here.

(End of chapter)