Chapter 1503: East Wind Rises

When Xin Yi brought wine and meat to find He Lingchuan, he saw him still at his desk.

"So fragrant." He Lingchuan sniffed twice, "Did the camp kill a pig?"

"Caught a wild boar in the bushes by the river, it weighs about four hundred jin. I contributed a little herbal medicine, so the stewed meat isn't that gamey." The stewed pork in Xin Yi's hand was a large piece, at least three jin, tied with straw rope;

The other piece was pig lungs. "I've loved eating this since I was young. But my family members wouldn't touch it, thinking the offal was too dirty."

He Lingchuan pulled out a piece of oil paper to put the pork on, and casually drew his dagger, cutting the pork in two and a half strokes.

Cooking on the front line is not particular; this meat was just thrown with some salt and some herbal medicine to remove the gamey smell and boiled for half an hour, which cannot be compared with the delicacies carefully cooked by restaurant chefs.

But Xin Yi didn't know where he got some mashed garlic, as well as chili salt powder, and with a dip, the flavor was brought out, not monotonous.

While He Lingchuan was eating meat in big chunks, Xin Yi looked down at the files on his desk: "Bai Mojie? Isn't this the Beijia commander on the opposite side?"

"Yes." With a big battle imminent, must one not know oneself and the enemy?

"What did you find out?"

He Lingchuan casually pushed the information to him: "What do you think?"

"It's too thin, just one page?" Xin Yi's divine sense was powerful, and he finished reading it with a glance. "Oh, a descendant of a famous family?"

"No." He corrected himself, "A descendant of a famous general!"

Bai Mojie was twenty-nine years old this year, also a young general in Beijia. His father, Bai Zheng, and his grandfather, Bai Linyu, were both famous generals in Beijia, and they were master and apprentice as father and son.

However, more than twenty years ago, these two fell one after another on the battlefield of the Yuan Nation, less than a month apart.

It is said that those two battles were extremely fierce, and Bai Zheng sacrificed his life to exchange for a turning point for the Beijia army, winning the final victory.

He Lingchuan reminded: "Also a top student of the Martial Achievement Hall!"

And Bai Zheng's only son, Bai Mojie, graduated from the "Martial Achievement Hall" with excellent grades and was promoted twice within ten years.

The famous "Martial Achievement Hall" was a military academy specially run by Lingxu City, with very high standards, and only children of high-ranking officials could study there.

He Lingchuan had only been to the Imperial Academy in Lingxu City. The "Martial Achievement Hall" was not a place where any Tom, Dick, or Harry could walk in, but he had dealings with several students from the Martial Achievement Hall, and they all took pride in their background from the Martial Achievement Hall in their conversations, and even looked down on most students of the Lingxu Imperial Academy, because it was a mixed bag.

Generals like Hong Chenglue and Yu Zecheng, although not from Lingxu City, had all gone to the Martial Achievement Hall for short-term advanced studies, which is the so-called "gilding." After coming out, they could all write an extra stroke on their resumes.

This Bai Mojie didn't need to be gilded; he was a proper top student who graduated from the Martial Achievement Hall.

Nearly a year ago, he was sent to the Xiluo Nation by the Beijia Demon Emperor, successfully helping the new king of Xiluo quell the rebellion and suppress the uprising, and then he was stationed in the Xiluo Nation.

This time, the confrontation on the Jinchi front line, he actually led the army directly from the Xiluo Nation to here, so it was earlier than He Lingchuan estimated.

The content on the paper was sparse, and that was about it.

In a rush, it was quite good that He Lingchuan could get this information.

"When the two generals of the Bai family fell, Bai Mojie was only a few years old, and he was the only seedling in the family." Xin Yi stroked his chin, "I have basically heard of the famous generals of Beijia, but I haven't heard of this person's name."

"Then have you heard of Lu Wushuang, Fushanlie?"

"I've heard of Fushanlie. The former is from Qinggong, right? Not considered a general."

"Who cannot be a general? Just lacking an opportunity. In Beijia, it's not easy to get ahead." He Lingchuan laughed, "Beijia has more than five hundred miscellaneous generals. It is said that it has famous generals like clouds, but in fact, those who are truly famous are probably less than two percent."

"It is less." Xin Yi agreed, "The country is big, and the years are long."

"But Bai Mojie just suppressed the rebellion in the Xiluo Nation and was transferred here—" Xin Yi thought for a moment, "It seems that the Demon Emperor's deployment method is also based on proximity, and he didn't pay much attention to the Jinchi front line originally."

"Good thing." He Lingchuan laughed, "Just fight one or two battles and you'll know."

The Beijia army lost several soldiers by the river and demanded to send people to the opposite bank to look for them, but Yuheng City flatly refused.

Bai Mojie demanded again, and Yuheng City refused again.

Several times.

Thus, the battle on the Jinchi front line officially broke out on a dark and windy night.

That night, the east wind blew again, the wind blew and the waves surged, and the grass and trees rustled. The Xiluo and Beijia armies rushed toward the opposite bank under the cover of night and strong wind. The army used true power to suppress the water waves, making the boat travel safe.

Before the river crossing was halfway through, the west bank of the big river sounded the alarm—the sentries discovered Beijia's movement.

The three cities supported each other, and troops were sent out from the military camp for the first time.

Yuheng City had been raising the river bank and reinforcing the embankments. Even in the high-water season, there was a drop of about two zhang between the river embankment and the water surface. As soon as the Beijia army arrived, they started with several large-scale earth wall spells, trying to level this drop and let the army climb up directly.

The opponents that Panlongcheng and Yuheng City had encountered before mostly fought honestly with human sea and equipment, so when had they ever encountered such a wealthy one? Once those array devices started, they would crazily eat profound crystals, and the consumption every second was an astronomical figure—even for the current Panlongcheng.

But He Lingchuan had knowledge.

He had been to Lingxu City and knew that it was a place overflowing with wealth. Even the seven floating islands above Lingxu City were a whole set of huge magic treasures! The "Jinghong Crossing" teleportation array between the floating islands needed to work normally, and the daily consumption of profound crystals was at least five hundred jin.

It can be seen that Beijia has always been generous with money, so how could it be stingy on the battlefield?

How cool it is to use money to smash opponents in battle, didn't He Lingchuan just experience it at the Yao King's birthday ceremony?

So he knew from the beginning that the Beijia army would use "money power," at least in the early stages of the war.

Fighting wealth is also fighting, the fighting of battle.

But Yuheng City had no way to follow up on this alternative fighting of wealth, so Wen Daolun kept an eye on it when building the embankment, building a sluice gate, and planting several rows of large trees, various long grasses, and bamboo forests in front to block it. Now seeing the Beijia army crossing the river halfway, and the vanguard using divine abilities to build walls and climb slopes, he immediately ordered people to open the sluice gate to release water! It was the high-water season, and as soon as the sluice gate was opened, it was like releasing thousands of troops and horses. The river waves rushed along the shore, and water mist and smoke and dust flew together! One couldn't even see the situation clearly.

This move was used by Nian Zanli to drown Zhao Pan's army in the Han River, but he didn't control the Green Bottle well, and the armies of both sides were swept away by the river water.

That scene was staged again in the Panlong world. Amidst the screams, the Xiluo army was beaten into disarray.

But transparent circular covers lit up in the Beijia army, still flashing with pale blue light.

Water-repelling barrier!

Curses immediately rang out from the Yuheng army on the river embankment.

These Beijia people, their equipment and protection were too complete!

The rushing river water hit the blue light cover until it drifted—this was the water-repelling barrier, but the river water itself had amazing power, and the barrier couldn't completely unload the external force. But the array devices produced by Beijia were indeed of high quality, and they still resisted the scouring of the big water.

He Lingchuan's order immediately followed: "Open the siege crossbows, attack the blue light points!"

The siege crossbows on the watchtowers and auxiliary city walls turned around, aiming at the blue light points in the Beijia array—the water-repelling barrier had this disadvantage: the greater the water pressure it bore, the more obvious the light emitted by the array device, and it became a bright target in the eyes of the enemy looking down from above.

The first time He Lingchuan entered the Panlong Illusion, he operated these siege crossbows on the South Gate of Panlongcheng, using them to whip Sun Fuping and Nian Songyu. These special giant crossbows had long range, great power, and wide range, exploded upon touching the ground, and also had armor-piercing effects.

The true power of the Beijia army was really not a cover. The siege explosive crossbows did not cause as immediate damage to their bodies as they did to the Xiluo army. But He Lingchuan enabled these large crossbows mainly to smash the array devices of the water-repelling barrier.

The first round of thirty siege crossbows were shot out, and flowers bloomed everywhere in the enemy array. Several blue light points were immediately blown away.

Large array devices had a certain fault tolerance. For example, this water-repelling array device had nine sets, and as long as six of them were working normally, the barrier could be maintained.

But the problem was that they didn't all appear at once.

How many years could a water-repelling barrier be used once? Usually, they were piled up in the warehouse eating dust. How many sets of magic tools did the Beijia army bring with them? How could they be a set that was carefully cared for? They were originally spare arrays. Even if they were inspected before the war, the lazy soldiers only looked at whether they could still be used.

Now being bombed by the siege crossbows, three blue light covers were broken on the spot! Each barrier could cover a phalanx, about four hundred people.

As soon as the barrier broke, the big water arrived, and more than a thousand people were pushed away in an instant.

A burst of cheers erupted on the shore.

This was right, satisfying! He Lingchuan didn't wait for the cheers to end and ordered again: "Second round of continuous shooting, start!"

The next round of siege crossbows were shot out, taking away two or three more light covers.

But this time, a small part of the Beijia people learned to be obedient and looked for light covers nearby to hide.

Orders were also issued from the Beijia army.

Bai Mojie's reaction was also fast, and the remaining array devices began to shrink, merge, and regroup. After more than two thousand people were washed away, the water-repelling barrier was firm again.

Behind them was the rolling river water, and the horn of attack had already sounded, so the Beijia and Xiluo allied forces could only move forward bravely. One step earlier to the shore, one step earlier to safety! The Yuheng army on the shore was well-equipped with sickles and shields, waiting in full battle array.

They used special long sickle spears, each four zhang long. Ordinary sickle spears only had one grappling hook, but this kind of sickle spear had more than ten welded firmly on both sides of the spear body, arranged irregularly!

The tips of the grappling hooks were also curved, like the claws of a giant bear. This kind of long sickle spear had to be lifted by four or five soldiers together, aimed at the enemy in front, and then stabbed hard, and then hooked back with force.

Even if the enemy dodged the first impact, as long as they didn't escape the range of the sickle spear, they would likely be hooked back.

Those dozen or so grappling hooks would trap the enemy firmly inside, unable to escape. The Yuheng army soldiers could then calmly wield their knives and stab them to death one by one.

This kind of fighting style was most suitable for dealing with enemies huddled together, such as the current situation.

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