Chapter 2896: Counterattack, Counterattack!

Xu Shichu was overjoyed.

Since the Tiger Wing General began carrying out the mission, they had been on edge, never having felt this anxious in their entire lives.

Xu Shichu took out the pouch from the Red Falcon's talons, but for a moment he couldn't untie the rope.

His heart was excited, his hands trembling.

Then he tore open the bag's mouth and dumped it onto the ground—

A human head rolled out.

Gao Huaiyuan!

"The Tiger Wing General used, used..." He was so excited he couldn't finish the sentence for a moment.

A desperate turn of fortune!

Panlongcheng is about to experience a desperate turn of fortune!

The Red Falcon flapped its wings: "Fixed with divine talismans, the Space Folding Technique of the Goddess Fenghe!"

The Goddess Fenghe has two divine techniques with wide applications; one is the Space Folding Technique, which He Lingchuan has experienced in both the real world and the Panlong world, appreciating its flexibility and versatility; the other is fixing divine talismans.

It can fix a heavenly demon's divine technique in the form of a talisman order, to be used by others.

Previously, the Goddess Fenghe died amidst the chaotic army, and Hu Min took away her corpse, then searched out two divine talismans, both solidified versions of the Goddess Fenghe's Space Folding Technique.

In the real world, the Goddess Fenghe once used the Space Folding Technique to steal over sixty thousand jin of xuan crystals from the Phantom Sect's Immortal Light Cave; here, the Goddess Fenghe is dead and cannot maintain long-distance transmission, but using divine talismans to deliver something a few li away is no problem.

After He Lingchuan beheaded Gao Huaiyuan at the Flesh-and-Blood Fortress, he used the solidified divine talisman to transmit the head to the Red Falcon ten li away, and then it swiftly delivered it to Panlongcheng!

For Panlongcheng at this moment, Gao Huaiyuan's head is more important than anything; otherwise, no matter how loudly Xu Shichu shouts "Gao Huaiyuan is dead," it would be empty words, and the Bekka army wouldn't believe it.

He snatched up the head from the ground, turned his head, and shouted to those on either side: "Illusion Divine Power, quickly!"

The original plan had him and the Tiger Wing General splitting up: the Tiger Wing General would go to attack the difficult point and slay the enemy commander, while Xu Shichu would temporarily take charge of military affairs, command the battle, and also prepare in advance the divine powers and resources needed for the mission.

For example, this Illusion Divine Power is actually a grand formation.

The Bekka army and the Panlong army were fiercely contesting the Heavenly Born Bridge, and just as the fighting was intense, the vertical, towering city wall of Panlongcheng ahead suddenly moved, unexpectedly unfolding a projection!

The image wasn't colorful; it was simply an enlargement of the figures on the city gate.

From Xu Shichu to all the Panlong commanders, even the torches held by the guards, how the flames flickered—both sides' soldiers below the city could see everything clearly.

With the help of Panlongcheng's wall, this vast curtain reached an astonishing width of twenty zhang!

Even the Bekka soldiers on the opposite side of the heavenly moat, upon looking up, would not miss the details below the city.

Its appearance immediately drew the attention of the entire battlefield.

Xu Shichu didn't waste time; after unfolding the giant screen for everyone, he immediately raised Gao Huaiyuan's head above his head and shouted in a loud voice:

"The head of the Bekka rebel general Gao Huaiyuan is here—who has any objections?"

These words, transmitted through the amplification divine power, reached every corner of the battlefield.

And the giant screen also enlarged the details; the expression on the head still retained the shock from before death, eyes wide open.

Everyone was shocked.

Panlongcheng had previously shouted that Marshal Gao was dead, and people could still think they were trying to disturb military morale. Now that Gao Huaiyuan's head has appeared, what can they say?

On the frontline battlefield, many vanguard troops and commanders recognized Gao Huaiyuan; upon careful identification, he looked more and more like him!

They were fighting desperately on the front lines, yet the enemy had stolen their base from behind, even beheading the commander?

The commanders' first reaction was: This is impossible, absolutely impossible! They immediately contacted the rear via message divine power to confirm the truth of the marshal's death.

This contact ran into trouble, because the rear was also in chaos like a pot of porridge. Even if they got through, the other side could only tell them that the marshal had gone missing!

The three hilltops of Long Gang: one was directly split apart by the Blood Blade Giant Axe of Bai Zhan Tian, the Snake Mouth Peak was messed up in all kinds of strange ways by the enemy's divine power, and even a great heavenly demon who went in hasn't come out after a long time.

The problem is, Gao Huaiyuan himself has already fallen into Snake Mouth Peak, and no one on the scene can make a decision. Bekka soldiers are also human—who would want to jump into the underground palace, near the battlefield of the great heavenly demon?

Previously, the northern hilltop of Long Gang suffered from that Blood Blade Flying Axe; how many soldiers were affected by the fish-in-the-pond disaster? They certainly don't want to follow in their footsteps.

In summary, combined with the head hanging above Panlongcheng, the Bekka commanders on the front lines can easily reach the correct conclusion.

Although hard to believe, but the marshal is ninety-nine percent truly dead!

Moreover, because these military backbone figures didn't dispel rumors, didn't continue issuing orders for strong attacks, the entire army was filled with anxiety and panic, fear and confusion spreading like a contagious disease through the ranks!

At this moment, the giant screen changed again, and the content was different.

No longer was it the scene on Panlongcheng's gate, but rather two forces facing off in the dark underground.

One side was Pili Tian, who had just been active on the battlefield fighting the black dragon, and many Bekka people could recognize him at a glance.

The other side was also the most active powerhouse on today's battlefield:

The Tiger Wing General!

This is Panlongcheng's stabilizing star, but he had gone missing before the end of the Mingsha Lin battle, and no one expected him to suddenly appear in the giant screen.

Furthermore, the dialogue between the two sides was also leaked:

The Tiger Wing General laughed and said to Pili Tian: "Gao Huaiyuan is dead, the Bekka army is leaderless, your conspiracy has gone bankrupt!"

"Naive!" Pili Tian said lightly, "Without Gao Huaiyuan, his deputy can take over, this army still has someone in command. But you will close your eyes first, and won't see the scene of Panlong being breached."

What they said afterward doesn't matter anymore.

These few words, "Without Gao Huaiyuan," echoed in waves across the battlefield before Panlongcheng.

In this great battle, Zhong Shengguang could embody the magic spirit of the Crazy Sand Season, more than half due to the power of the Great Yan Heavenly Pearl; this pearl fused with the Yinglong's illusion technique, thus faithfully projecting He Lingchuan and Pili Tian's conversation onto the giant screen—just a small matter—after the Flesh-and-Blood Fortress was broken by Pili Tian, the wind could blow in.

Wherever the wind passed, that was where Zhong Shengguang was.

If before, seeing the enemy on the city gate holding up a head, the Bekka army was only half-believing, now the Heavenly God himself has personally confirmed, Marshal Gao is dead!

Thunderbolt from a clear sky, instantly leaving the Bekka people six ways at a loss.

With this loss and that gain, the Panlong army received this joyful news, as if injected with chicken blood, exhilarated; even though their yuan power had already hit bottom, they still shouted "Counterattack!" at this moment, immediately pushing the front line toward the plains!

Those who could persist until now are all soldiers with will stronger than refined gold—how could they let this heaven-sent opportunity slip by?

In the night about to pass, the two armies on the plains had undergone who knows how many tug-of-war battles, all showing great resilience. But this counterattack feeling of the Panlong army this time is clearly different from the previous few!

It was still the same Beika army, still holding excellent weapons, but their resistance weakened by seven or eight tenths in strength and resolve!