’This is an Illusion Realm, or perhaps a mont from ancient history. They lived long before I was born; how could they possibly rember ?’
"Help ready two more crossbows."
Hu Min reached into the quiver on his back, feeling only the last two arrows. "One for you, and one for ." If it weren’t for the Sunx Prefect’s chests, they would have been out of supplies long ago.
He helped Hee Lingchuan load his arrow. "Any last words?"
"Yes." Hee Lingchuan raised his crossbow and aid at the formation of carts. "I just want to know, why did the Sunx Prefect flee with a bunch of beast traps?"
Several Great Wind Soldiers nearby chuckled at his question, and Hu Min couldn’t help but stare at him. "Whoever makes it back alive can find out why, then burn so paper to let the others know. How about it?"
"Sounds good to ."
With a sharp CRACK, a carriage was smashed to pieces. The last line of defense was about to crumble.
From Hee Lingchuan’s perspective, his comrades ahead were slightly hunched, half-crouching in a horse stance, ready to et the surging tide of enemies.
He braced himself against the earthen riverbank and pushed himself to his feet.
If this was his last battle, he wasn’t going to die lying down.
WHOOSH. His last arrow took down an enemy.
With his marksmanship, at least it wasn’t a waste.
The Baling People charged forward like a tidal wave.
Hee Lingchuan threw down his crossbow, drew his long saber, and strode forward to et them.
It was ti for close-quarters combat once again.
Just then, a shadow fell from the sky.
A Baling man charged right at Hee Lingchuan. Before he could even raise his saber, sothing dropped from the sky and crushed his foe.
It was a strange, short-furred bird, standing nearly three feet tall. It had a sharp beak, jagged teeth, bat-like wings, and sharp claws at their tips.
Its wingspan was an astonishing twenty feet.
The mont it landed, it let out a loud KAW that made Hee Lingchuan’s eardrums ache.
The allied soldiers were fine, but many of the Baling People clutched their ears and staggered back. Apparently, the creature had a sonic attack. If not for the enhancent from the Society Command, ordinary people would have been knocked unconscious on the spot.
Hee Lingchuan was stunned too.
’This thing looks so familiar... Isn’t it the Demon Bird from the Coiling Dragon Illusion Realm?’
’Of course, it’s a bit different from the one in the Coiling Dragon Illusion Realm. For one, it’s much smaller. Its body is no longer deathly pale—it’s clearly a living creature, and its eyes can dart around...’
’And I’m certain it didn’t form from a swarm of bats.’
’But for sothing from the Illusion Realm to appear here... that can only an—’
From the ground, Hu Min shouted, "Reinforcents are here!"
His voice was filled with the wild joy of surviving against all odds.
Almost at the sa ti, the long, stirring sound of a horn echoed from behind the Baling Army’s lines.
From their position on the slope, they could see flashes of lightning illuminate a commotion breaking out behind enemy lines.
An army, their banners whipping in the wind, appeared to have flanked them from the rear.
Commander Xiao also waved his spear and shouted, "Brothers, hold on! The Red General is here!"
The Red General!
The na seed to hold a magical power, instantly injecting new life into the exhausted warriors.
The n felt the sabers they could barely grip a mont ago suddenly grow light in their hands.
Hee Lingchuan cut down an enemy, his form faltering.
He was long past his limit; each breath sent a jolt through his chest. The effects of the dicine had worn off, and every movent was agony.
Commander Xiao found a mont to steady him, clapping him on the chest. "Hang in there! We’ve won!"
Nothing could have sounded sweeter than those two words.
The dawn of victory lay ahead, with the reinforcents who struck like a Flood Dragon returning to the sea.
Hee Lingchuan couldn’t help but climb onto a large rock, wanting to see what the legendary Red General looked like.
Logically, the Red General should be beneath that fluttering, blood-red banner.
As his gaze traveled down the flagpole, the world suddenly began to spin.
...
"Don’t, don’t don’t don’t don’t don’t—AH!"
Hee Lingchuan shot up with a roar, startling the servant beside his bed.
"What are you doing?" Hee Lingchuan glared at him.
’I was so close! Just a little bit more and I would have seen the Red General!’
Hee Lingchuan was so furious at being shaken awake at that exact mont that he felt his lungs might burst.
"Eldest Young Master, p-please calm your anger!" the servant stamred, terrified of his master’s foul morning mood. "The Master requires your presence in the side hall imdiately. He has an important announcent to make. Madam Ying and the Second Young Master are already there."
"An important announcent? What kind of important announcent?"
"I do not know, but the Master is in a great hurry."
"Alright, I know!" Hee Lingchuan dismissed him with a wave and scrubbed his face in frustration.
The sky had brightened. Outside, the breeze was gentle and the day was clear. Petals rained down from the old osmanthus tree, and a few had drifted silently into the room.
It was a peaceful morning, just like any other. No one knew that Hee Lingchuan had returned to Panlong in his dreams and spent a long, bloody night there.
’Oh, right. My left hand.’
He lifted his left hand and wiggled his fingers.
’Yep, perfectly fine. Still flexible.’
’So it really was just a dream, even though the pain felt so real. I’m glad that kind of injury can’t carry over into reality.’ He was relieved.
Hee Lingchuan cald himself down before getting up to dress.
’That battle on the riverbed... did the Great Wind Army win in the end?’
’It was probably a sure thing.’
’Commander Xiao promised that if I made it back to the city alive, I could join the City Army.’
’Not that I want to join the City Army, but it might be a way to get closer to those n.’
’It’s a sha. By leaving like that, all the goodwill I built up last night has probably been reset to zero, huh?’
Hee Lingchuan sighed. As he was fastening his tunic, he suddenly noticed that the Divine Bone Pendant hanging on his chest was emitting a faint red glow.
"Hm? What’s going on?"
He picked up the Divine Bone to take a closer look, but the thing wasn’t glowing anymore. It was as if the earlier flash had just been his imagination.
Usually, it had no presence, belying its grand na. It had only triggered its passive effect in the Coiling Dragon Illusion Realm, helping him resist the Fiery Fla Body Burning Divine Technique that Sunx Fuping had used.
Hee Lingchuan grabbed it, pinching and prying it, and even infused it with True Qi, but there was no reaction at all.
’Whatever. I should get to the side hall.’
* * *
The family was gathered around the dining table, cheerful and harmonious. Just as Hee Lingchuan stepped into the side hall, Hee Chunhua waved him over, beaming. "Co, co! There’s good news!"
Hee Lingchuan walked over and pulled out a chair. "What’s the good news, Dad? Are you expecting?"
The Chief Steward brought him a bowl of fine noodles in lamb broth. The stock had been stewed for four hours, served with hand-pulled noodles and a garnish of tender green scallions. It looked simple, but its flavor was deep and rich.
Hee Lingchuan sat down and slurped up a few mouthfuls with his chopsticks. ’Ah, perfect!’
’Co to think of it, my appetite seems to have grown again. One or two bowls definitely won’t be enough.’
Hee Yue didn’t bicker with him today. Instead, he said, "It really is wonderful news."
Even Madam Ying was smiling, unable to hide her delight.
"The petition has reached the Capital City, and the court is in an uproar!" Hee Chunhua announced, enunciating each word. "For ritorious service in suppressing the rebellion, and especially for executing the traitor Sunx Fuping, the Royal Court has appointed Governor of Xiazhou! I am to depart imdiately!"
He placed a scroll case on the table. "The official decree is here. The rewards are still on their way."
Hee Lingchuan slapped his thigh, his joy obvious. "Skipping several ranks, a teoric rise! Dad, our family’s hit the jackpot!"
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