Chapter 2745: What Was Bound to Come Has Come

Panlong's eastern and southern routes were cut off by the Beijia Grand Army, but the Red Cliff Road, which continued to be used in later generations, remained passable, and Panlong's allies and friendly nations transported supplies through this line.

He felt some emotion, because in real history, after Panlongcheng lost the Mao River Plain, its strength withered, and it was quickly isolated until its demise, receiving little external aid, basically vividly interpreting what is called "a single log cannot support the weight."

But in the Panlong World, Panlong opened up to the outside world, actively communicated with the entire world, and in politics, commerce, economy, and military, it stood as another pole of this world, and very early on raised the banner of opposing the Heavenly Demons, exporting its firm ideals to various nations, gathering many like-minded people.

Before the Pan-Bei War began, the alliance it formed had over a dozen allies, and it maintained good relations with many forces. Honestly, quite a few small nations relied on doing business with Panlong to live well, and even the internal turmoil of several countries was quelled with Panlong's help.

If not for the suddenly erupted Pan-Bei War, Panlong's fate could be said to have been completely changed.

As of today, there are still quite a few allies standing on Panlong's side, regardless of whether they are steadfast or not, regardless of whether they wavered first before standing over, anyway the figures behind Panlong are numerous, no longer alone and isolated.

Panlong's ability to persist this long against Beijia, and even repeatedly create miracles on the battlefield, is inseparable from the support of these allies, and inseparable from the good karma it has forged over many years.

These allies gave men, gave money, gave supplies. After Panlong actively carried out a strategic contraction, the supplies they supported played an extremely critical role, truly charcoal in the snow.

Even the ever-fickle Lingshan, this time, gave men when men were asked, gave money when money was asked, rarely so straightforward.

This is a stark contrast to Lingshan in real history.

As the Nine Nether Great Emperor, He Lingchuan understood human nature and also understood the nature of states, very clear that this did not mean Lingshan and the many small nations had truly changed their nature, truly become generous, become steadfast like Panlong.

They merely saw an opportunity.

This stemmed from Panlong's own strength, letting them see an opportunity for speculation.

Whether person or state, one must first make something of oneself, only then will others be willing to extend a hand to help.

Furthermore, Beijia's strange events one after another recently are there for all to see, the various nations staring dumbfounded. Even forces that originally firmly believed Panlong would certainly be defeated by Beijia now feel, hey, maybe Panlong really has a chance to turn the tables in the end.

Look at Beijia's internal chaos turned into that state.

"Mingsha Forest." He Lingchuan let out a long breath.

In real history, the Red General perished in Mingsha Forest. In that battle, she and most of Panlong's elites sacrificed heroically, three days later, Panlongcheng was breached.

This is a special location, even the void land Fog Valley where the Great Gourd and the Panlong Secret Realm converge, also simulates Mingsha Forest.

But in this time-space, it has become He Lingchuan leading Panlong's elites to garrison Mingsha Forest. He took on the Red General's mission from back then, can he complete it better than the Red General?

If there is anything that is unchanged, it is that he and the two hundred thousand troops under him, likewise constitute Panlong Wasteland's final defense.

They are the sole barrier standing between the Heavenly Demons' butcher knives and Panlongcheng.

The key battle to reverse Panlong's fate has finally arrived.

"I must hold!"

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The sun set, and Di Liujiang indeed arrived as promised.

The whole world was quiet like this, leaving only the sound of rain covering the sky and earth. Panlong soldiers gripped their weapons tight, not daring to slacken for a moment.

As the spirit rain quickly rose to torrential rain levels, Mingsha Forest filled with the fragrance unique to Di Liujiang, and spirit qi concentration also rose exponentially.

Throughout Mingsha Forest, strict battle array awaiting.

Shouzi was asking Hu Min: "Will the other side really attack?"

"Yes!" Hu Min without a second thought, "The General says yes, then it will certainly happen."

Tonight, Panlong will face the final judgment of fate.

When the sun rises tomorrow, will they live or die, survive or perish?

"If they do, this Di Liujiang fragrance will soon be covered by the stench of blood." Shouzi sighed at the sky, letting the spirit rain pour into his neck, "First time hoping the General is wrong."

Words just fell, the enemy camp suddenly rang with earth-shaking war drums, without any warning, but absolutely not unexpected, each beat like striking the hearts of Panlong soldiers—

Beijia Grand Army's general offensive begins!

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Earth Mother Plain, Panlong Ancient City.

The sun was too vicious, Ling Jinbao hid under the shade of a Jualuo tree playing chess with Bao Chihai, Qing Shu Dijun came over.

Bao Chihai is a soul body, although now sealed by the Nine Nether Great Emperor as Panlong Ancient City's Night Patrol God, he also dislikes dazzling sunlight.

"This medicine works." Qing Shu Dijun took out the Dragon Blood Grass Ling Jinbao bought back from Longxue West Town, "I've tested it, it has a marvelous effect on wildly growing tumors, can target and kill them."

"How does it target?"

"Tumors are harmful because they grow in disorder, and spread to other parts, breaking the balance inside and outside the body. Ordinary spirit pills and miracle medicines have difficulty taking effect on them, instead they would nourish the tumors, fuel their arrogance." Qing Shu Dijun pointed at another pill, "This pill uses Dragon Blood Grass as the main ingredient, can effectively identify tumors, specially attack disordered lesions."

Ling Jinbao understood at once: "Targeted treatment."

"Correct, targeted treatment." Qing Shu Dijun nodded, "The medicine is good medicine, no wonder it sells hot. This kind of medicine, no matter where, would be needed. These twenty days you all shouldn't be idle either, place more orders into Longxue West, or directly purchase from these Forest Guardians. When Earth Mother returns, we must bring the medicinal materials and spirit pills to the Nine Nether Great Emperor, this is a very precious discovery."

It is the Shennong on the Earth Mother Plain, matters of grain, plants, medicine, and pills are all decided by it, other immortals have no objections: "Good."

Just at this moment, a huge white stork suddenly fell from the sky.

This is an avian demon scout, its flapping wing wind nearly flipped the chess board, but Ling Jinbao didn't blame it, because it spoke human words, extremely urgent:

"An army is approaching the Trapped Dragon Cave!"

"What's the matter?" Bao Chihai patted its head, "Don't panic, speak clearly."

He is a Nightmare, these two pats instead had a calming effect, the white stork shook its head, indeed calmed down a bit:

"Two armies coming this way from the southeast, one in front one behind, one few one many, looks like the rear ones are chasing the front ones."

"How many men and horses each?"

"All cavalry, the front has about five to seven hundred, the pursuers behind are more, about two thousand or so." The white stork added, "Less than twenty li from us."

"Coming from the southeast?" Ling Jinbao frowned, "Could it be the southern army, rushing over a hundred li in one night?"

"Carry me over, see the situation." This sentence was to the white stork, the next sentence was to Bao Chihai, "I'm going out, this place is entrusted to Brother Mingke."