Then, she said something about it.

The listeners subconsciously straightened their waists, including He Lingchuan, but everyone was at a loss at the same time, only General Nan Ke shouted, "Good, good! I think it's good!"

Wen Daolun couldn't help but laugh: "The general's plan is wonderful!"

General Nan Ke gave a thumbs up: "In this way, we don't have to wait for the order of the Bird Monarch, we can leave as long as we want. General Red is right, we don't want all the choices they give! 「

Zhong Shengguang glanced at him, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "The method is good, you can think about it."

Zhao Xianhe couldn't help but say, "Wait a minute, didn't General Hong decide that we should stay in the wasteland and not be able to return to China?" What does this mean?

Ling Chongshui had always been at odds with him, so he stabbed him angrily: "So does Lord Zhao want to stay or go back?"

"My whereabouts and stays are all up to Commander Zhong." Zhao Xianhe raised his eyebrows, paused and said, "The national capital secretly sent me a secret order, so that I could volunteer to lead the troops back east along the Jinxi Corridor, and after I returned, I was promoted to an official and a knight, and I was honored with honors. I have reported this to Lord Chung."

Ling Chongshui was furious: "The monarch still wants to repeat his old tricks and take away one of our commanders and tens of thousands of elite soldiers?!"

The generals were equally angry.

The monarch didn't want Zhong Shengguang to go back at all, but he hoped that the elite soldiers sharpened in the northwest wasteland could be transferred back to China and stabilize the country for him, so he sent a secret letter to Zhao Xianhe.

When everyone was gossiping and condemning, Zhong Shengguang knocked on the table and said solemnly, "Okay, I have made up my mind."

As soon as these four words came out, everyone else stopped squeaking. What Commander Zhong has already decided, no one here can shake it.

No matter how many questions you have, you can only swallow them in your stomach.

"Just do what the Red General does."

Since he has set the direction, the generals will start to discuss various details around this.

It's really a lot of things, no matter how big or small.

He Lingchuan listened carefully and knew how much preparation was needed in advance to fight a war.

It's incredibly complex.

War is an account. Moreover, no matter how well prepared for the war, it was far from sufficient.

Not to mention that Zhong Shengguang's dispatch of troops this time was improvised, fast and urgent.

The time to test Panlong City is here again.

After smoothing all this, more than an hour had passed, Zhong Shengguang poured a whole cup of hot tea to moisten his throat, and then exhaled: "In short, now is a great opportunity. Next, let's assign tasks. 「

It wasn't until the sun set that the lights in the Gange Hall went out.

After the meeting was adjourned, all the officials left in a hurry, some to make preparations, and some went home to eat.

Everyone attaches great importance to the pre-departure meal of the expedition, and most of them should be sumptuous.

Wen Daolun went home for dinner, and when he walked to the door, he smiled and said to He Lingchuan, "You have worked hard, stand with us old men for a day."

He Lingchuan shook his head: "I was shocked."

He had little experience in leading troops to war, and this kind of auditing was extremely beneficial to him.

He looked closely at Wen Daolun. The strategist that Zhong Shengguang relied on smiled kindly, as if he had come out of the grief of losing his son, but there were a little more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his eyes were a little cloudy, and there were a few more strands of gray hair on his sideburns.

"It's all this hour, is there anyone waiting for you to eat?"

He Lingchuan said honestly, "No. I originally wanted to go to Wenxuan Pavilion, but I was recruited by General Red to be on duty."

"yes, that means you're valued." Wen Daolun patted his arm, "Good job, young man, I'm very optimistic about you."

In a closed-door meeting of this level, only the most trusted pro-soldiers of Zhong Shengguang and General Hong are qualified to guard the door.

Otherwise, if the secret here is leaked, it will be a wave.

At this time, Zhao Xianhe came over and called Wen Daolun to go out together, and the latter said to He Lingchuan, "I'll go first."

Zhao Xianhe's gaze also swept over He Lingchuan, and he didn't stay long.

After Wen Daolun left, He Lingchuan's gaze fell on Zhong Shengguang and General Hong, who were passing behind.

After experiencing the mirage of the ruins of the Yuan Kingdom, he felt that Zhong Shengguang had more mysteries, and the relationship between him and the gods was also confusing.

Now, where is the Dafang pot hidden by Commander Zhong?

Will all the consequences of rewarding God be so complicated?

Sensing his gaze, General Hong suddenly said, "What are you looking at?"

Even through the mask, He Lingchuan could feel her gaze fixed on him. At this time, the people in the Gange Hall were almost gone, and he replied directly:

"What if it goes according to your plan and the monarch orders the relocation of peace?"

When he said this, Zhong Shengguang and General Hong glanced at each other, knowing that he had touched the idea.

General Hong seemed to laugh twice: "What's wrong with Qian'an?"

"It's not easy to completely open up the way back to the East." He Lingchuan said very simply, "Otherwise, we could have returned east long ago, so why wait until now?"

Zhong Shengguang stared at him and said, "Do you think General Hong's proposition is inappropriate?"

"If it doesn't work out?"

"The worst result is nothing more than nothing, so why can't you bear it?" Zhong Shengguang smiled, "You think we have never suffered a defeat?"

"Soldiers are impermanent, and the most taboo is perfect." He said, word by word, "There is no such good thing in the world."

He Lingchuan lowered his head: "Taught."

"Let's go back and reunite with my family more tonight." Zhong Shengguang said, "We are about to set off, and this battle is very important."

"Yes."

When he left the Gange Hall, it was already dark, and the Wenxuan Pavilion was closed, so He Lingchuan had to go back with two books.

On the way, he also turned a corner to go to the South Gate Square to visit the Guluo tree.

The young tree is growing well, oily green, with an extra nest of sparrows in the crown and a new branch on the main trunk.

Compared to its sudden appearance, its behavior is now too ordinary, as if it were not much different from an ordinary tree.

What does the big square pot want for a Guluo tree? He Lingchuan always couldn't figure it out.

Since he had come here, he simply went to the Frost River Restaurant for a sumptuous dinner. It's still full of people, talking and laughing, unaware that a new big war is about to begin.

This time, it was Panlong City that took the initiative to provoke it.

There were also a few comrades-in-arms who came over to eat and drink, one of which was Duan Xinyu, who was exploring the flesh fortress with He Lingchuan.

At this time, Xinyu has been married, and his new wife is the girl who was angry with He Lingchuan's sentence of "either stupid or blunt".

Duan Xinyu's life after marriage was quite happy, and the little wife gritted her teeth when she mentioned He Lingchuan, which made him feel comfortable. Therefore, when he saw He Lingchuan, he was quite enthusiastic, and grabbed him and thanked him repeatedly.

He toasted a few glasses, and others toasted a few more glasses, and He Lingchuan's meal had to be added to two hours.

After all, he knew very well that after the next long-range attack, maybe some people would not be there.

When he returned home, he had just pushed open the door and saw the light coming through the low wall:

The lights are on next door.

Is Sun Poria back?

He Lingchuan hurriedly fetched water to wash his face and rinse his mouth, brushed his hair that was frizzy by the wind, and then went to the low wall and knocked on the tiles:

"Is Master Sun at home?"

"Not there."

「......」

With a squeak, Sun Fuling pushed the door out, dressed in white, and her hair was half wet.

She looked up at He Lingchuan, and the moonlight shone on her beautiful face like a jade, hazy and shining.

He Lingchuan immediately remembered the moonlight of the night at the former site of the Yuan Kingdom, and it was also so shining.

"What's the matter?" Sun Fuling waited for him for a while, and then had to ask.

"I thought you weren't here tonight."

"I was supposed to be on duty tonight to guard the Shulu School Palace, but in the evening, a command came and asked the School Palace to take a temporary holiday, so I came back." Sun Fuling sighed, "Is there another war? every time

Before the war, students should be sent home to reunite with their families."

He Lingchuan nodded.

"And when are you leaving?"

"Soon, maybe tomorrow, or two days." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "It depends on Commander Zhong's order."

The wall fell silent.

After a long time, Sun Lingling said "oh": "Is it so fast?"

"yes." He Lingchuan stared at her, "Give me a meal?"

He pointed to the jar in the corner of the courtyard. Sun Fuling shook her head: "Your wine smell is too big, be careful that you can't climb up tomorrow if you drink too much." We replace the bar with tea."

With that, she went back to the house to get tea and an iron kettle, and jumped over the wall directly.

"This was given by a student, her family is a tea farmer in Chipabai Garden, and she gave me the first batch of spring tea picked in the garden this year."

He Lingchuan moved the stove to the courtyard and boiled tea in the water.

"You've heard a lot of rumors about the relocation order in the city these days, right?"

"yes, it's talking everywhere." Sun Fuling sat down, "The monarch would rather take the risk of accepting foreign aid, I didn't expect it, obviously it hasn't reached the point of exhaustion." I thought of it. Obviously, it has not yet reached the point where the mountains are divided into water.

"Not yet?"

"No, there are at least two Qinwang troops near the capital, as well as the Imperial Forest Guard." Sun Fuling said lightly, "Boasting of unparalleled combat power, I don't think it's very good, otherwise why wouldn't it be activated at this time?"

"After all, it's the national capital, and these forces have to defend the fortress of the capital, so they can't take the initiative to go out to suppress the enemy, right?"

"These armies haven't fought in twenty or thirty years, and who knows if they can fight again."

He Lingchuan knew that the residents of Panlong, including her, hated their mother country, so he quickly changed the topic and picked up some interesting anecdotes.

Sun Fuling also shared the daily life in the Shuxue Palace.

Chatting and talking, the night was dark.

The street preaching had long since ended, and the road outside was quiet, and there had been no footsteps for a long time.

Just then, there was a strange movement from the neighbor's house.

The bungalow in the market was too small, and the sound insulation effect was poor, so the movement reached the ears of the two without leakage.

He Lingchuan remembered the ventriloquist performances he heard in Shihuan City, and they didn't seem to be so intense. The neighbor's bed was not of very good quality, and it was squeaking and hoarse.

Sun Ling's smile slowly narrowed.

Squeak crunch.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and they didn't know what to say.

Squeak crunch.

Why choose this night? He Lingchuan listened carefully a few times, and the buddy next door was not bad, not as short as he seemed on the surface.

You can’t judge a book by its cover.