After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 2684 Defeat at Light Speed

Furthermore, why did Fu Shanlie believe the secret that General Hu Yi revealed, and why did he dare to report it to the Emperor so casually?
why?
Why why why...

Later, when questioned, Fushan Lie reacted with stress whenever he heard the word "why".

He felt that these gods weren't interrogating him, but rather that they were simply interrogating him.

It wasn't just a question asked once or twice; it was a question that would last for most of the day, relentlessly pursuing the details, just to see if Fu Shanlie's statements were incoherent.

He wanted to overturn the table more than once, but he couldn't. The people sitting opposite him were all famous and renowned gods of the Lingxu Clan, specially appointed by the Lingxu Saint Venerable to interrogate him. Even the Demon Emperor had to show them some respect.

Yes, it wasn't interrogation, it was a formal interrogation!

Just as the Demon Emperor had warned him beforehand, these gods were eager to pin the charge of secretly colluding with the enemy on him and sentence him to prison. Therefore, he had to be calm, gentle, and resolute in his attitude toward these divine envoys, and not act impulsively and give them a handle to use against him.

If that were the case, even the Demon Emperor wouldn't be able to protect him.

This torment lasted for about ten days. The war hadn't made Fu Shanlie look haggard, but the interrogation by the gods had made him as volatile as a powder keg. If General Hu Yi, the one who started it all, were right in front of him, Fu Shanlie would have attacked without hesitation.

He hated this guy so much his teeth itched; he hadn't hated him this much when he was defeated and fled Yuheng City.

Because of the commander-in-chief's rage, the entire military camp was filled with a tense atmosphere. Everyone around Fu Shanlie kept their heads down, fearing that he might suddenly erupt in anger—Commander Fu Shanlie had beaten several people to death in the past few days, although it was in accordance with military law, he rarely took it so seriously before.

The valuable lesson Fu Shanlie learned from this incident was that one should never underestimate the madness of the gods or the difficulty of dealing with an opponent. When he was still a clueless political newbie, he stumbled headlong into the vortex of the struggle between Lingxu City and the Heavenly Demons, and even jumped directly into the center. He truly brought all the trouble upon himself.

On the eleventh day, the last believer came to see Fushanlie with a blank expression; he was already very calm.

This is the composure that comes after numbness.

He invited the other person to sit down and said expressionlessly, "Ask away, I'll answer anything you know."

Anyway, it's just the same questions being bombarded over and over again; he's practically memorized the answers by heart. I really don't know what the point of continuing this interrogation is.

Fu Shanlie felt that he had not offended the gods, but rather touched a nerve with them.

As a result, the believer took a golden ornament from his pocket and placed it on the table.

This is a ritual implement shaped like an eye. As soon as it left a person's hand, the large eyeball started rolling around.

"This... could this be?" Fu Shanlie's heart skipped a beat.

"I am Miao Zhantian." The believer stared at him, his eyes filled with cold authority. "Facing the Eye of Truth, you had better tell the truth. If even a single word is found to be false..."

Fu Shanlie stared at the "Eye of Truth" on the table and let out a long breath.

"What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve the attention of the wondrous and profound heavenly deity?"

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For several days in a row, the weather was fine and sunny on the front lines of the battle between the two armies.

Fu Shanlie's mood, however, was gloomy, the exact opposite of the weather. Because what he feared most had finally arrived:
The Demon Emperor issued a transfer order, removing him from the front lines.

He also repeatedly explained to the god who was reviewing him that changing commanders on the front lines was a major taboo in military strategy, not to mention transferring him away before a new commander was appointed. Wasn't that treating hundreds of thousands of troops like a joke?
The gods, however, reacted coldly:
The new commander will be announced soon. General Hou Qian of Nanrong will temporarily take command of the southern battlefield of the wasteland. Fu Shanlie, you can go with peace of mind.

Fu Shanlie was the commander-in-chief, and Hou Qian was both a general and his deputy, with extensive battlefield experience.

"But..." The opponent is General Tiger Wing!
General Hu Yi was not only cunning but also incredibly shrewd. Even Fu Shanlie felt uneasy facing him, let alone how much the newly appointed commander could possibly know about Hu Yi.

Tiger Wing had been dormant for several years and had hardly participated in this massive Panbei War. Most of the Bega generals were not familiar with his fighting style.

There are no buts.

The gods couldn't possibly be unaware of the disastrous consequences of changing commanders on the front lines, nor could they be unaware that Panlong might seize the opportunity to attack. But in the gods' eyes, this was a war they couldn't afford to lose; it was a battle between an elephant and a ibex.

The elephant can take a nap first; after all, even if the ibex tries its hardest, it can't kill it.

As long as the final result is the destruction of Panlong City, the process is not important.

On the day Fu Shanlie left the front line with three hundred personal guards, a series of loud bangs, like thunderclaps, rang out from the opposite mountain.

The Bega army was on high alert, believing that the enemy was unscrupulous and would launch a surprise attack while they were changing commanders.

However, the shells did not fall; instead, they exploded into bursts of daytime fireworks.

Even in broad daylight, the striking bright reds, purples, and pinks are still eye-catching and cannot be ignored.

Then, the hilltop was filled with people, all waving weapons and shouting:

"A hearty farewell to Marshal Fushan on his return journey! A warm and welcoming send-off!"

A few meddlesome ones were waving wildflowers they had picked at random.

The warmth and enthusiasm of the Panlong people echoed through the mountains, their lingering sounds resonating in the air.

"A warm farewell to... Marshal Fushan..."

The Bega military camp was completely silent, and Fu Shanlie almost broke the horsewhip in his hand.

In this desolate wilderness, where did Tiger Wings get so many festive fireworks? Even if they bought them from the nearest country, it would take seven or eight days to get there and back.

It is clear that He Lingchuan was certain that Fu Shanlie would be replaced, so he prepared a farewell ceremony for him in advance.

Fu Shanlie was completely screwed over by this guy!

Fu Shanlie had excellent eyesight and quickly spotted He Lingchuan on the hilltop. He Lingchuan had obviously seen him too, laughing heartily and yelling at him several times.

They were too far apart for the sound to travel, but Fu Shanlie understood just by reading his lip movements:

"I told you, I would give you a warm welcome when you return to China!"

Who is General He? He is a man of his word!
Fu Shanlie glared at him fiercely a few times, spat on the ground, and turned around amidst the enthusiastic farewell of the Panlong Army, heading back towards Shanda Port.

He Lingchuan watched his retreating figure, his smile slowly fading.

Compared to the protracted battle at Takikawa many years ago, this time he fought against Fushiyama Retsu in the southern part of the wilderness and won easily, without even having to use a large army to fight.

He said he would deal with Fu Shanlie as soon as possible.

He Lingchuan knew Fu Shanlie well; this man had the ability to command hundreds of thousands of troops and would certainly cause significant trouble for the war in the southern part of Panlong Wasteland.

However, it would be too difficult to kill this person in the army. It would be better to use the Heavenly Demon and the Demon Emperor to transfer him away from the front line.

No matter what method we use, getting rid of him will temporarily alleviate the crisis in the southern part of the wilderness.

It's not that Fushiyama Retsu's skill level has deteriorated, but rather that the dimension of the battle has undergone a qualitative change.

Now, the one fighting against Fushanlie and Bega is no longer General Tiger Wing, but the Nine Nether Emperor who will be famous throughout the world in the future!
He Lingchuan couldn't save Panlong, nor could General Huyi. Only the Nine Nether Emperor had a chance to turn the tide!