abnabooks Chapter 2733 The Final Battle of Panlong City
Chapter 2733 The Final Battle of Panlong City
Chapter 2733 The Last Battle of Panlong City
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the commander turn his heel and stride into the tent.
A copper basin filled with water was placed on the round table, and the others had already voluntarily stepped aside.
He Lingchuan walked to the table and indeed saw a beautiful woman on the water, with the wall outside the window covered in firecracker flowers, blooming noisily and explosively, as if they were about to exhale all their beauty in a single day.
Sun Fuling was smiling at him, revealing a small dimple on her left cheek.
Her smile was even brighter than the flower wall behind her.
He Lingchuan stared intently, and in that moment of reverie, he was transported back to the first time they met more than ten years ago. She was standing under the flower wall, smiling at him with bright, sparkling eyes.
That was truly the beginning of everything wonderful in his life.
The restlessness that had risen in He Lingchuan's heart due to the impending battle was suddenly completely dispelled.
He even had the mood to joke: "Why does Master Sun have time to see me? Aren't you busy in the city?"
In the months since Bega launched his major offensive in the southern wasteland, Sun Fuling has led a team to the front lines every few days to deliver supplies and comfort the troops, but both of them are very busy and rarely get to see each other.
With the formidable enemy at Mingsha Forest, and the ominous Panlong Mountain looming over the rear, Xu Shichu had already rushed to the front lines. Sun Fuling was busy leading the Shumin Academy and organizing logistics for the city's residents, keeping her extremely occupied.
“There are four more batches of supplies to be transported to Mingsha Forest.” Sun Fuling put pen to paper, as if she were signing documents. “Just now, the chubby guy from Lingyun Island came over with a long face and donated more than two hundred magical artifacts, all of which are very useful. We are packing them up urgently and they will be sent to the front line in a quarter of an hour.”
"There are still two hundred pieces! He really hid them well." He Lingchuan chuckled. "That fatso has finally decided to part with his flesh."
"He's just too stingy, that's why his business has never grown big."
The Panbei War lasted for two and a half years, with countless rounds of war mobilization across the country. Most soldiers and civilians donated all their possessions, and no one knew where that cunning merchant, Fatty Bai, had hidden all the good stuff. But in the end, he finally realized that if Panlong City was gone, he would be gone too. No matter how many treasures he had secretly hoarded, they would never belong to him in the future.
The atmosphere lightened as soon as the chubby guy was mentioned. The two chatted as usual, and he made Sun Fuling laugh three times with just a few words, making her dimples even more attractive.
It was as if what followed was not a bloody and brutal war.
Sun Fuling bit her lip and said, "I also want to go to Mingsha Forest."
"You can't come." He Lingchuan said seriously. "If you come, I won't be able to concentrate. This battle is too important. You have to consider the fate of all our soldiers, right?"
Sun Fuling couldn't help but laugh: "If we can't win, it'll all be my fault?"
"Why not?"
Sun Fuling's bright eyes darted around: "You know how to shirk responsibility. Fine, blame it all on me."
He Lingchuan said leisurely, "If I had encountered something like this fifteen years ago, I would have definitely run away on my own."
How much consideration for others could Young Master He have had fifteen years ago?
"If this war had happened ten years ago, I would have tried to abduct you and escape with me."
"Now..." Now they can't leave, and the only thing trapping them is themselves.
It's not so bad for people to live in a daze; what's truly dangerous is having some conviction and vision.
"It's good as it is now, with millions of people with us." Sun Fuling put down her pen and looked out at the blooming flowers. "After tonight, no matter what, we'll never be separated again, right?"
She and He Lingchuan were always separated, even on the eve of their final battle.
But isn't it also a kind of romance to fight to the last moment for a common ideal?
“Yes, everything will be different after tonight.” He Lingchuan gently placed his hand on the edge of the basin, as if making a vow, “Panlong will surely be reborn!”
Sun Fuling stared at him intently, her smile slowly fading: "I was just joking. You're the one who's least good at shirking responsibility."
He Lingchuan followed up on her question by asking, "How so?"
“The life and death of Panlong is not your responsibility alone,” Sun Fuling said softly. “You have put too many heavy shackles on yourself. Panlong belongs to all of us; the fate of Panlong should be created by all of us together.”
"Then what should I do?"
"Do your best and leave the rest to fate!" Her eyes shone with a gentle yet resolute light. "If, as you said before, Panlong faces a tragic destiny, then it is only right that we all work together to turn it around!"
He Lingchuan chuckled: "Alright, I will definitely listen to the Master."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly trembled violently, shaking left and right, the objects on the table rattled, and the fluorescent spores rolled directly onto the ground.
Another earthquake struck, this time with unprecedented ferocity. Even He Lingchuan had to grip the corner of the table.
There was the sound of rocks rolling down the mountain outside, and there was a commotion of men and horses inside the camp.
A few breaths later, a deep rumbling sound came from afar, as if the earth itself was rumbling.
That wasn't thunder, He Lingchuan frowned.
Only the water surface inside the tent remained perfectly still and smooth as a mirror, due to the spell cast upon it.
A slight smile appeared on Sun Fuling's lips: "An earthquake?"
"Hmm, the earthquake came at an inopportune time. I hope it didn't damage the walls of the Mingshalin village."
"I heard that the village walls can grow and repair themselves."
“Yes, but it will take time,” He Lingchuan said. “If the damage is too severe, or if Bega takes the opportunity to launch an attack, then…”
Before the words were even finished, a deafening drumbeat suddenly resounded from the opposite side of the Singing Sand Forest!
The war drums of the Bega army were made of genuine Kui ox hide. Once they were sounded, they shook the earth for fifty miles around and made everyone's heart pound with fear.
In a way, isn't this the approaching footsteps of death?
He Lingchuan couldn't help but swear.
What a jinx!
Sun Fuling's lips curled up slightly, but that smile vanished in an instant: "The war has begun?"
He Lingchuan nodded: "The war has begun."
At this moment, he and Panlongcheng faced their final judgment.
“We are Panlong, and Panlong is us.” Sun Fuling gazed at him. “Go, and welcome new life with Panlong.”
“I am Panlong, and Panlong is me.” He Lingchuan was reluctant to take his gaze off the water. “I’m going to war. See you tomorrow.”
Sun Fuling murmured softly, "See you tomorrow."
She gently touched the water's surface, as if her hand was touching He Lingchuan's, but ripples spread across the water, blurring her face instantly.
The hydroscopic procedure was aborted.
A trusted confidant outside reported in unison: "General, the enemy is attacking from seven directions!"
He Lingchuan took a deep breath and strode out of the tent.
The moment the raindrops touched his face, all thoughts of love and romance vanished from his mind.
"Open the gates and form ranks to meet the attack!"
The Singing Sand Forest has strong defenses, but right now the Panlong Army needs to risk their lives to protect it.
"Yes!"
The commander's orders were passed down layer by layer, and the Panlong Camp was like a precision instrument, operating at lightning speed.