"Here, the clouds drift substantially under my feet, and through the clouds I hear the noise of waterfalls, the towering mountains rise under the clouds, and below them are withered mosses and shrubs, and further down there are already the shade of the trees, the birds chirping, and the deer galloping......"

Zhao Fei rode a small electric motorcycle and walked at the end, surrounded by mountains, overlapping and stretching deeply. Between the mountains there are small lakes with turquoise waters and waterfalls. The scenery in front of him was picturesque, and Zhao Fei unconsciously began to recite Pushkin's classic sentences.

The mountains are covered with snow, and the nearby vegetation is still green.

"Yes, I still know Pushkin, I thought you would only fight and kill!" Shae rode around Zhao Fei on Halle, this cute girl was originally from the Soviet Red Army and had the blood of a fighting nation.

"Just skimming a few books. Zhao Fei seemed to be modest.

"It's almost there after the valley ahead!"

"Isn't it a swamp?"

"Then there is the swamp, this is a good place! When the Mongol army wanted to conquer Europe, two generals in the army, Behe and Subutai, led the army, smashed the boulders, and simply split a small road that could only be walked by a few people into a road that could be passed by the army, and the hardships can be imagined. Today, the Russian railway to Azerbaijan was also built on this narrow mountain road. The Mongol army advanced as they split the mountains and opened the way, and soon they crossed the high Caucasus Mountains to the Russian steppes north of the Caucasus Mountains. Now we will follow the path of conquest on horseback by Genghis Khan's army and easily cross from Asia to Europe on a small electric motorcycle!"

"He is very knowledgeable! ”

"Look at those snow-white peaks, the snow and glaciers have eroded the terrain very strongly, and the huge ice cirque towers over the mountainside, becoming a ridge as thin as a blade, like a sword of Zhuxian. At the top of the mountain, snow piles weigh down the mountains, forming a continuous streamer that undulates for several kilometers along the ridge, which is quite spectacular if the sun shines. At the base of the ancient glaciers, trickles often converge into round lakes with rippling blue waves, and the scenery is beautiful and charming. ”

"You love it here!"

"I have a lot of affection for this place, after all, it is the land that should belong to our Abqaz!"

"Look at the way you speak, I think of Yue Fei, with the four big words 'return my rivers and mountains' written all over my face!"

"Do you know Prometheus?"

"Of course, the characters from Greek mythology, as well as the prequel to Alien, are also called Prometheus, but that's the Prometheus spaceship. ”

Xue Yi smiled softly at Zhao Fei: "Look!"

Zhao Fei looked in the direction of Xue Yi's finger.

"Legend has it that it was the highest mountain, the place where Prometheus endured his pain. Mother Gaia and Prometheus, the grandson of Father Ouranos, and Athena, the goddess of intelligence, created humanity and taught mankind a lot of knowledge. In order to relieve the suffering of mankind, Prometheus stretched a fennel stalk into the Apollo sun chariot and lit it, and then brought the fire back to the human earth, so he angered Zeus, the king of the gods, and was chained to the cliff of the Caucasus Mountain, and endured the pain of being pecked at his liver by an evil eagle every day.

Thousands of years later, the great hero Hercules rescued Prometheus. But he must always wear an iron ring with a stone from the Caucasus Mountains so that Zeus can proudly claim that his enemies are still chained to the cliffs of the Caucasus. ”

Pushkin's poetic novel "The Prisoner of the Caucasus" also tells a touching story: a Circassian girl falls in love with a captured Russian officer, the girl ignores the rules of her family tribe and lets the Russian officer go, and then the Circassian girl throws herself into the river. Lermontov has a long poem "Ismail Bey" that celebrates the beautiful love that took place in the Caucasus, similar to Pushkin's "Prisoner of the Caucasus". ”

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Zhao Fei and Xue Yi were chatting happily, when suddenly a black shadow faintly appeared on the high mountain where they were, and rows of bullets flew in a perfect arc in the air, and in the blink of an eye, several soldiers in cloaks fell from their motorcycles.

Then a volley of rockets flew neatly towards this direction.

"Be careful!" Zhao Fei controlled his small electric motorcycle to crash into Shay's Harley.