Chapter 1888: Gritting Teeth and Pinching Strength

"Not bad, it was Fushan Lie's handiwork." He Lingchuan had just finished instructing the military doctor when Hu Min rushed in: "General Red has ordered that the Great Wind Army has arrived at the Yan Mountain battlefield, requesting you to go and coordinate!"

General Red had come? He Lingchuan was overjoyed and said to the injured person: "Hold on, we'll win soon!"

The injured person wanted to nod, but the military doctor wouldn't allow it, so he grabbed He Lingchuan's arm tightly, once, and then slowly let go.

He Lingchuan washed the blood off his hands and strode out of the tent, leading his army back to the front line.

In this battle, Fushan Lie didn't expect the Great Wind Army to arrive suddenly and was caught off guard, retreating in a sorry state. He Lingchuan and General Red chased them out for twenty miles, returning only at dawn.

However, after returning to the camp, the medical officer reported the bad news: "General Liu's injuries are too severe, we... are powerless to save him."

He Lingchuan had anticipated this before leaving the camp, but hearing the bad news, his heart still sank, and he sighed heavily. Fushan Lie's claws had corrosive poison, which was very difficult to treat, and the wound was on the vital neck area.

General Red also jumped off her horse: "Liu Lin?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan walked toward the medical tent. "I sent him to guard the Yan Mountain pass. Unfortunately, he fell into Fushan Lie's ambush."

He Lingchuan had personally led troops to rescue him, but unfortunately, it was still a step too late.

In the medical tent, Liu Lin lay on the bed, his face pale, his chest no longer rising and falling. The gauze wrapped around his neck was soaked with black blood. He was a rising new star among the generals of Panlongcheng in recent years, only twenty-three years old, with excellent talent and martial arts.

"The fatal wound is on the neck, almost half torn off by Fushan Lie." He Lingchuan had examined his wounds earlier and knew the chances of survival were slim.

General Red was also wearing a flood dragon mask today: "Let his subordinates come in to say goodbye."

Soon, sobbing sounds came from the tent.

The soldiers were filled with sorrow, standing solemnly with their hands down, some secretly wiping away tears.

He Lingchuan had seen this scene too many times.

So many young, promising, and vibrant warriors suddenly fell on the battlefield, like shooting stars across the sky, brilliant but short-lived.

Since he led troops into the war of the Xianyou Nation, in just over a month, this was the fourth general he had personally sent off.

The grinding of war consumes the flesh and blood of the living.

Panlongcheng's attack on the Xianyou Nation lasted for more than three months. Beijia also sent troops to support, but Xianyou retreated steadily, and important towns were lost one after another.

A few days ago, Panlongcheng's offensive slowed down and was once suspended. Beijia thought it was afraid of the ultimatum they had issued and didn't dare to attack again.

Little did they know that General Red had secretly assembled a large army and suddenly arrived at the capital! The Xianyou capital only held out for a day and a half before being broken, and the Xianyou King abandoned the capital and fled.

The illusion that He Lingchuan had created for Bai Ziqi with the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead earlier was one of the scenes of General Red chasing the Xianyou King.

This unlucky monarch didn't even manage to escape into Baling in the end and was caught by General Red. She didn't bring him back, but beheaded him to show the public!

Only when he died could the hearts of the Xianyou people be scattered.

The Xianyou Nation was destroyed, and Beijia was furious, immediately sending more troops to attack.

This was a regular Beijia army, not the mixed-bag ones from before.

Of course, Beijia also found a reason for its troop deployment: "at the request of the Second Prince of the Xianyou Nation."

Yes, the Second Prince of the Xianyou Nation was in Beijia, "shocked to hear the bad news of his father's death and the fall of his country," and thus requested Beijia to act righteously.

Not to mention that both sides had some agreements in advance, Beijia couldn't just sit by and watch Panlongcheng blow up Xianyou.

Who in the world didn't know that the Xianyou Nation was Beijia's vanguard, much more determined than Baling? If Panlongcheng could take the Xianyou Nation without being punished, what face would Beijia have, and what prestige would remain? Panlongcheng had slapped Beijia's face too hard; no matter how good the Demon Emperor's temper was, he couldn't take it this time.

Not to mention why Beijia's army could arrive so quickly after traveling such a long distance, this time it was three great demon generals leading an army of 100,000 to attack the eastern line of the Xianyou Nation.

The Xianyou Nation had just been destroyed, and two or three local officials seized the time to rise up, echoing the Beijia army.

Zhong Shengquan was also prepared, sending Commander Zhao Xianhe to suppress the resistance forces within the Xianyou Nation, while deploying General Red, He Lingchuan, and General Nanke to guard three key fortresses on the eastern border of Xianyou, keeping Beijia out.

The fighting over the past half month had been more bloody and cruel than any war Panlongcheng had fought in the past! On the Panlongcheng side, the number of casualties exceeded 6,000.

Three years ago, or in real history, this was a loss Panlongcheng couldn't bear.

Since there were three battlefields, the casualties on the opposite side were hard to count, but they were at least no lower than Panlongcheng's.

Although General Red and He Lingchuan commanded well and used strange tactics, there were still many scenes of the army fighting head-on.

Both sides gritted their teeth and fought to the death, seeing who would lose their strength first.

This round after round of fighting provided He Lingchuan with a new opportunity to evaluate Beijia's regular army:

Strong soldiers and fierce generals!

In the error-free version!

The battle he fought with the Beijia army on the eastern border of Yuheng City earlier was too gentle, and the one leading the troops wasn't a heavy hitter like Fushan Lie.

And having fought Fushan Lie several times, especially in the Battle of Yan Mountain, He Lingchuan understood why he could later be crowned king of a nation with his illustrious military achievements.

This guy knew how to command troops in battle, and his subordinates were truly tough.

After dealing with Liu Lin's funeral, He Lingchuan returned to the military tent and personally moved a chair for General Red:

"Why did Red Marshal come?"

The eastern front was tight, and he and General Red had fought side by side many times, galloping back and forth to support each other. Having shared life-and-death experiences made a difference, and their conversation wasn't as restrained and distant as before.

There was a thermos on the table, but he didn't pour water for General Red. She was wearing a mask, so she wouldn't drink.

The tent door was open, facing the direction of Yan Mountain.

General Red didn't sit either, walking to the tent door with her hands behind her back, looking east into the distance.

The lamplight cast her silhouette on the tent, not tall, but very determined.

"A piece of news just came from Beijia." She said slowly, "The Second Prince of the Xianyou Nation died halfway to Lingxu City."

He Lingchuan was startled: "Who did it?"

"Ling Mountain." General Red said, "Xin Yi clearly stated that this was an assassination carried out by people sent by Ling Mountain, hoping to give us a helping hand."

"This time they hit the mark!" Regardless of He Lingchuan's impression of Ling Mountain, Ling Mountain had truly done a good job this time, hitting the snake at its seven inches.

Beijia used the Xianyou Second Prince as an excuse to send troops, claiming they wanted to help him reclaim his homeland. Ling Mountain came to pull the firewood from under the cauldron and killed the Second Prince.

The victim was gone, so who was Beijia going to reclaim the "homeland" for? For themselves?

Their reason for sending troops to Xianyou and attacking Panlong was gone.

Panlongcheng usually couldn't do such things, as its reach couldn't extend that far. This was also why it suffered secret losses in its struggle with Beijia: wars were always fought within Panlongcheng's territory, while being far away from Beijia's territory, so Beijia didn't suffer any damage at home.

Fighting a long-distance war without harming one's own country, who wouldn't be fearless? Ling Mountain's intervention made it different.

Thanks to Lilith for the large reward, our alliance leader group has one more great general~

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1889 =====