After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 2704 Soften or Counterattack?

Among the Bega army were the main forces of various demon kingdoms and devout believers of the Heavenly Palace. Wave after wave of information bombardment left them bewildered.

They need to ask themselves: with the country in such a chaotic state, what is the point of their fighting on the front lines of the Panlong Wasteland?
The battles here are incredibly difficult. Why doesn't the general take them back to their homeland to suppress those rebellions and conflicts?

Many soldiers' hearts were with their families back home, worried about the safety of their loved ones.

Rumors and gossip were flying everywhere, and the Panlong Army grew more and more confident as the battle progressed, while the Beijia Army became more and more frustrated.

As for why the elemental power of the Bega army was weakened, the reason is simple: domestic turmoil and unrest among the people naturally weakened the elemental power, which is the "power of aggregation".

At this point, He Lingchuan knew that the turning point in the war had arrived.

He stood outside the tent, feeling the coolness of the rain on his face.

Unlike the dry and cold weather of the past few months, the recent rains in the wasteland have kept the temperature from dropping, and there is a warm and humid smell in the air.

"Spring is coming soon," He Lingchuan murmured to himself.

He noticed a small clump of tender grass sprouting under the tent pegs, and wildflowers a few feet away quietly blooming, their petals as pale yellow as eggs, swaying in the early spring breeze.

At this moment, a personal guard came over and handed him a food box: "General, it's time to eat breakfast."

He Lingchuan casually lifted the lid, picked up the meat pie inside, and sat down by the water trough to eat it.

There were five meat patties, each larger than his palm, glistening with oil inside and out. The outer skin was made of coarse sorghum and buckwheat dough, not soft and a bit hard to swallow, but it was fragrant after being fried in oil. The filling inside was also packed full, consisting of wild boar that the soldiers had hunted on patrol yesterday, and two bird eggs that they had taken from a tree.

Wild boar meat has a strong, unpleasant smell no matter how it's cooked, and the meat is tough, but He Lingchuan ate it with great relish.

The Panlong Army has long been without meat, and now their logistics can't even guarantee a normal food supply.

While the army was frequently engaged in high-intensity combat, they could only eat one meal every two days, and the quality of the meal was not very good.

The commander-in-chief's meals were, of course, the best in the entire army. General Hu Yi was the brain and soul of the Panlong Army, requiring the most energy. He Lingchuan also ate with extra care, not only making sure not a single piece of meat fell out of his steamed bun, but also licking the oil off his fingers clean, determined not to waste a single drop.

The food box also contained a large portion of steaming hot mixed bean glutinous rice cake, bigger than his face, evenly cut into six pieces, along with several bright red radishes, each one crunchy with every bite.

He Lingchuan ate while looking around.

Not far from the camp, several soldiers who had just finished their night watch were sitting on wooden stakes chatting.

Smiles appeared on their faces, and they chatted about something, occasionally shoving each other and joking around.

Further away, the sound of a sangguqin rose from behind one of the tents. This is a musical instrument from the western part of the Panlong Wilderness, melodious and ethereal, especially suitable for playing in the open field.

Although the war is still ongoing and arduous, the Panlong military camp is brimming with vitality, a stark contrast to just a few months ago.

With hope in your heart, you will have boundless strength.

Just as He Lingchuan picked up the radish, a red shadow suddenly swept across the sky and landed on the wood beside him.

The kestrels have arrived.

"Urgent message, urgent message from Bega!" It spat a small copper tube into He Lingchuan's hand.

Inside the copper tube was a scroll of characters, which, when opened, revealed a large sheet covered with densely packed small characters.

The situation in Bega has been quite turbulent lately. He Lingchuan receives a lot of messages every time, mostly about various chaotic events in the palaces, such as Lingxu City having another falling out with a demon kingdom, or a once-glorious divine servant being exposed for his dirty secrets, leaving people speechless.

A perfectly good wartime news report has been turned into something like gossip from a roadside tea stall.

So He Lingchuan sat on the water trough, gnawing on a radish while reading intelligence.

"Crunch," take a bite, then read two lines.

Take another bite, then read two more lines.

But his expression quickly turned serious. He stuffed the remaining radishes into his mouth and read through all the intelligence in one go.

What an incredible turnaround!

This is bad, this is really bad.

Just then, Wen Daolun also rushed out of his tent, splashing black mud from the ground onto his trouser legs.

He said urgently, "General, the King has summoned us to come into the tent to discuss matters."

"Let's go." He Lingchuan strode into the main tent, and everyone else wisely withdrew, leaving only him and Wen Daolun present.

Wen Daolun immediately used his supernatural powers to contact Zhong Shengguang in Panlong City, and the first thing Zhong Shengguang said was:

"Have you seen the latest information on Bega?"

“I see.” He Lingchuan nodded. “This is the last thing we wanted to see.”

Zhong Shengguang's face was cold and stern, with several wrinkles squeezed between his brows. "The situation has reversed. The relationship between the Heavenly Palace and Lingxu City is easing, but the pressure on us is about to increase suddenly."

Before this, Lingxu City and the Heavenly Palace were locked in a fierce battle, which eventually dragged the entire Bekaa into it. The demon kings were all pondering which side to take, and the common people were all thinking about how to protect their lives and wealth. There was even a wave of migration. For example, due to the recent intense friction between the Kingdom of Eling and the Kingdom of Yinsha, many citizens and wealthy merchants migrated south to the Kingdom of Baoshu.

The Kingdom of Baoshu is wealthy, powerful, and safe, and its current administration is relatively moderate, making it a top choice for people from many countries to migrate to.

People are moving around for various reasons, the country is becoming unstable, and security problems are becoming prominent. Don't forget that Bega is first and foremost a demon kingdom, and demon disturbances have been frequent in previous years. This year, the number is three to five times higher. People's hearts are also in turmoil, which leads to a decline in Bega's spiritual power and a lack of will to fight on the front lines.

These developments were all within He Lingchuan's expectations. If the conflict between Lingxu City and the Heavenly Palace continued to snowball and deepen rapidly, He Lingchuan optimistically estimated that the Panbei War might even end ahead of schedule.

But today's written intelligence reminded him that he was still too optimistic; the struggle between the Demon Emperor and the Heavenly Demon was far more complex than it seemed.

To He Lingchuan's surprise, it was actually the Heavenly Palace that softened its stance first.

The Heavenly Palace issued a divine decree stating that the recent incidents of dereliction of duty by divine servants exposed throughout the entire realm of Bega have shocked the celestial world. The gods are enraged and have ordered the Heavenly Palace to conduct a thorough investigation and self-examination. Anyone found guilty will be arrested, brought back to the palace, and severely punished!
Furthermore, in order to show that it was serious, the Heavenly Palace arrested more than fifty divine servants after the divine decree was issued, from the lamp bearers of the Heavenly Palace in Xushan to the heads of local temples, and made these "sinners" publicly receive divine punishment in the most conspicuous place in the city, that is, they were burned alive by divine fire in full view of everyone!

Local residents can gather around and watch, to vent their anger.

The Pantheon has received nearly 10,000 reports of crimes, all of which are lengthy and total over a million pages.

(End of this chapter)