After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1274 Gift of Treasures
And Bega, the leader of this struggle, has not even dispatched a single soldier.

Just by creating this kind of momentum, it has already created tremendous pressure on Panlong City.

With candies handed to them in front and a big stick hanging from behind, ordinary countries often give in before they resist, and let the enemy take whatever it wants.

However, Panlong City is not an ordinary country. The candy of amnesty has never been able to tempt it, and the stick hanging high has never been able to intimidate it.

"When do I leave?"

"Let's set it for a month later." Zhong Shengguang has already thought it through. "Before we attack Xianyou, we must also be well prepared and create a good illusion. If the Xiluo army moves westward, they will have to pass through Jinyao, and we will know about it."

Beijia's painstaking efforts were nothing but coyness in front of the Iron-blooded Panlong. While it was coy, Zhong Shengguang decided to cut off its claws and teeth first and prepare for the next round of storm.

"Yes." He Lingchuan knew that this time they had to intensify the training.

Although it was estimated to start in a month, war always comes suddenly and people are never fully prepared.

"After this, I'll treat you to some good wine that I brew myself!" Zhong Shengguang patted his shoulder. "Since I took over Panlong City, I've brewed a jar of green plum wine every year. I've accumulated nearly 20 jars so far."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Shengguang had such a refined taste. He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Okay, I will help Master Zhong to clear out the inventory then."

After leaving their boss's study, the guards along the way saluted He Lingchuan, their eyes full of admiration for the hero.

In He Lingchuan's view, these young and upright figures bathed in the rain of flowers are as strong and gentle as Panlong City.

The future is grim, but there is hope.

When he walked out of the office, it was almost dark. He Lingchuan postponed his return to Seymour Ridge to the next day and sent someone to inform Xin Yi.

At this time, another subordinate came to report quickly:
"General, Sha Wei won seven games in a row and qualified to join the Tiger Wing Army. Three of his companions also made it, and the rest were knocked off the stage."

He Lingchuan smiled and praised: "Oh? Good boy!"

Sha Wei was talking nonsense on the stage, and I don't know how many Panlong City soldiers wanted to beat him. To survive seven games, it was much more difficult than the Tiger Wing Army's forward selection itself.

It seems that this is also a good way to select the best. In the future, the competition in the Martial Arts Review Hall will have another use.

The messenger then reported that although Sha Wei fought all seven rounds and was seriously injured, he insisted on holding out until Xin Yi announced the victory in public, and then he fainted.

At that time, there was thunderous applause from the audience, all of which were praises for him.

Although Sha Wei was arrogant at first, he eventually proved his strength with his actions and gained recognition from Panlong's soldiers and civilians.

Although he didn't lose any limbs, he had to stay in bed for a while.

His companions were also injured to varying degrees, but the good news was that no one died.

"Let A Luo go over and treat their injuries. Use good medicine and don't do anything bad." He Lingchuan said this not only to save Lingshan's face.

He Lingchuan not only did not dislike people like Sha Wei, but admired them. With a series of fierce battles coming up, the Tiger Wing Army needed strong and tough warriors. "When they recover from their injuries, send the Tiger Wing Army's armor and team leader tokens to them."

His army never rejects capable madmen, but will severely punish those who are both crazy and incompetent, in other words, those who have no self-awareness.

After receiving the order from General He, A Luo went to treat the injury with a medicine box in his arms.

The pills that Sha Wei and others got were more bitter than Coptis chinensis when they entered the throat, and it took a long time to get over the spiciness. There was also a spicy feeling that went straight to the top of the head, choking them to the point of tears.

But they had to not eat. The medical officer and the personal soldiers were watching them, and anyone who refused to eat would be force-fed.

Sha Wei wanted to protest, but as soon as he opened his mouth, another one was stuffed into his mouth. This time it was not only so bitter that he doubted his life, but also had a foul fishy smell. He kept burping after eating it, and each burp was enough to suffocate him.

"Is it that serious?" He raised his intact left hand to cover his mouth, "Don't you have any other medicine?"

"Good medicine tastes bitter." A'Luo gave him a kind smile, "The better the effect, the bitterer it is. Others want to take such bitter medicine, but they can't. Starting today, you have to take the medicine twice a day for at least seven days."

Seven days... fourteen times of suffering! Everyone was not afraid of blood on the blade, but they were afraid of this bitter medicine.

The wound had been treated, he patted Sha Wei on the shoulder and walked out leisurely.

This slap made Sha Wei grimace again, and he asked the medic beside him: "Does he dislike me?"

"A Luo is our general's military doctor." The doctor smiled. "When the general was injured, A Luo chased after him and gave him medicine. He didn't treat you any differently."

Oh, the general is also afraid of this medicine. No, Sha Wei and others were stunned for a moment before they understood:

General He actually sent his personal medical officer to treat them.

The medic took out a few hooks from the back and distributed them to everyone. "These are spider silk ropes. They are made of silk threads woven by the queen of burrow spiders. They are very tough. The general said that you will need them soon."

Everyone took it and played with it, all smiling. One of them said to Sha Wei, "We made trouble in the restaurant, but the general praised us!"

Sha Wei glanced at him and said, "Did your brain get damaged? The general is clearly rewarding us for winning the arena!"

As soon as he finished speaking, A Luo came in again and handed Sha Weiyi a sickle:

"I almost forgot, this is a gift from General Hu Yi to you. It is also a weapon he personally seized from General Bei Jia!"

This weapon got its name because it looks like a long-necked crane's beak, and Sha Weiyi liked it the moment he saw it.

A Luo immediately said, "The general has seen your skills and thinks this kind of tricky and clever weapon is suitable for you. Use it well and don't disappoint him."

Sha Wei was overjoyed: "Please tell the general on my behalf that he will not be disappointed!"

He grabbed a sickle and swung it a few times, making a whistling sound. It was very handy: "Good baby!"

If there was an enemy in front of him, he could treat the opponent's head as if it were a coconut shell and make a hole in it.

The fellow disciples nearby looked at him with envy: "Brother Sha, you have come to the right place. The general is very fond of you."

Sha Wei stroked the sharp blade of the sickle, reluctant to put it down.

The Dao sect itself has complicated rules and regulations, and rebellion is the most taboo. In the sect, the elders asked Sha Wei to restrain his mind and practice sincerely; later he finally managed to go down the mountain and join the army, but his character made him run into obstacles everywhere in the army and was suppressed by his superiors. If he didn't have real skills, he would have been expelled dozens of times.

However, during this life-and-death fight in Panlong City, he was very sure that what he heard before he fainted was cheers, not booing!
The people of Panlong City don't hate him, and neither do the soldiers of Panlong.

After only a single encounter, General Hu Yi not only sent him a personal military doctor, but also gave him powerful weapons.

(End of this chapter)