"I'm not going to die...... I can't die either, the real big battle is behind, Huanghua will live and die, in this battle...... Release the Hateful Eight, release the Hateful Eight......" the general whispered.

Her eyes were no longer fully open, but half-open and half-closed, struggling to hold on.

"Really do this—" Jade Fox Zen looked at the remaining six paintings in turn.

I nodded, "yes, that's probably the only way." ”

"Do it and leave me alone...... To do the right thing is...... The ...... "The general struggled in my arms.

"Where's the knife?" I asked.

"Stay in ...... The enemy has a ...... on his back," the general smiled.

"Okay, you wait, I'll take care of the rest." I gently placed the general on the ground.

The remaining six paintings were all taken off, and the safe was opened, but there was nothing inside. In other words, the so-called "Eight Evil Persons", except for the King of Dapeng, there is no one left, and they all turned into air.

This result made Jade Fox Zen's expression heavier and heavier.

"There must be something left, but we can't see it." Facing the last empty safe, I muttered.

"No matter how you guess, the result is always the same." Jade Fox Zen said.

I commanded in a deep voice: "You take the general out, and I will stay here to solve the problem." ”

Jade Fox Chan shook his head eagerly: "Wouldn't that be exchanging your life for someone else's?" The Heartmoon Sect and the Yellow Flower Society are the old enemies of the two countries......"

She didn't say any more, and since everyone understood this hostile relationship, there was no need to repeat it.

"Okay, I'll take her out, I'll take her out!" Jade Fox Zen changed his tone.

As smart as she is, she will be able to see the situation in front of her clearly and understand what I have to say.

The dam will burst, and even a famous car will be thrown into it as a sack of earth to block the torrent. Now, the Roc King is the flood that burst the levees, and someone must stop it from getting worse from getting worse.

Jade Fox Zen stepped forward and hugged my waist tightly.

I hugged her tightly, but only for three seconds, I pushed her away and pointed at the general who was lying on his back.

"I'll take her up and destroy all entrances and exits if there's danger - I've changed the self-destruction system of entrances and exits in order to counter Matsumoto Springs. Take care and see you outside. Jade Fox Zen said.

She rushed over, grabbed the general's right arm, and turned over to carry the other man's back.

We didn't say goodbye, and now is not the time to say goodbye.

Jade Fox Chan left the conference room with the general, and without delay, I found the military map from under an overturned table, and immediately returned to the computer analysis room.

At this moment, the feng shui puzzle of "curved ruler piercing heart arrow" has become a double-edged sword, and it is also the only fortification that can balance the combat effectiveness of both sides.

In a metaphysical sense, "Feng Shui Rotation" is an eternal theme.

As long as you look at the metaphysical "feng shui wheel", you will understand that with the change of time, place, qi and characters, the meaning of the feng shui bureau also changes very differently. If you can analyze this carefully, you will find an opportunity to fight back in an instant from the big defeat.

In chess, there are clever schemes such as "small outcast, big outcast, and outcast", which refers to the fact that when the difference in strength is too great, the weaker side must adopt the method of "abandoning the child", which is similar to "breaking the tail to survive".

I unfolded the map and laid it out on my computer desk.

The military map covers many elements, in addition to the general sense of landforms, subterranean objects, contour lines, ridge lines, longitude and latitude coordinate values, and a dozen red arrows enclose an area. It can be seen from the place name labeling that this area includes the Mogao Grottoes of Mingsha Mountain, Sanwei Mountain and Crescent Spring, and almost all the so-called "high value-added tourist areas" in the south of Dunhuang City are included.

Generally speaking, the red arrow represents a sense of danger, crisis, and urgency.

"What's here?" I asked myself in a low voice.

Similarly, the base is within the red arrow.

I couldn't help but think that in the past, the army led by General Dian also went all the way west from the direction of the capital, aiming directly at the area on the map. Most people listened to Ming Shuisleeve's narration and would intuitively judge that they were heading towards the Mogao Grottoes, so now, can it be said that General Dian is running for "this area", not just for the Mogao Grottoes.

Before the large-scale development of cultural tourism, Mingsha Mountain and Sanwei Mountain were just mountains, Crescent Spring was just a spring, and Mogao Grottoes only had murals and Buddha statues. Mountains, water, and paintings are the essence of Dunhuang, and there is no artificial propaganda and hype. In other words, the Japanese saw something new beyond the mountains and rivers, and only then did Kusanagi Kan's westward plan come about.

As I expected, the Roc King entered the corridor of the "Curved Ruler Piercing Heart Arrow" fifteen minutes later.

The military uniform he was wearing was stained with blood, and the 19th Route Army broadsword was stuck on the right side of his back. Even with blood all over his body, his feet remained light and silent. That is, the thirty-five swords of the general did not hurt the origin of the enemy.

"Now, it's just the two of us." He said.

I was in the room, he was in the hallway, and the two were far away from each other.

The base seems to exist separately from time and space, and many impossible characters are placed in the same space. The only thing that is the same is that everyone's good and evil attributes do not change with the passage of time. Just like now, when I look at King Dapeng, I can imagine that in order to seize the mainland, the Japanese emperor in those years had mobilized all the combat resources in the country and launched a comprehensive attack on Chinese mainland from the military, espionage, and civilian aspects.

When the country was weak, the upper echelons lacked the overall thinking of a high-level building, and the meat eaters were despicable and failed to plan ahead, which finally led to the tragedy from the First Sino-Japanese Naval Battle to the fall of half of the country.

Reading the history of the Republic of China and World War II, it is rare to see what kind of official counterattack the Japanese ninjas carried out, and no unit commander even realizes this and compares the Japanese ninja troops with the enemy's task force. This is completely wrong, according to the estimation of combat effectiveness and lethality, a Japanese shinobi is equivalent to a twelve-man task force to the Chinese army, capable of constantly launching perfect assassinations, and retreating unscathed.

The "Hateful Eight" should have died a long time ago, and both Chinese and Japanese laws were already full of evil. The emperor granted him an amnesty and sent it to the mainland, with the obvious intention of unleashing all of his destructive power and inflicting heavy damage on the mainland.

"Yes, how do you feel different when you leave the cultivation ground and return to the world?" I asked.

"Not a return, but a rebirth." The Roc King laughed.

He walked to the center of the "Curved Ruler Piercing Heart Arrow" and did not move forward.

"They're gone." I say.

"They?" King Dapeng frowned, "Whether they go or not, it has nothing to do with me." I only care about one thing - Jinshan Yinhai Jade Palace, forever and forever. This is what the 'Eight Evils' have pursued all their lives. ”

"Where is that place, everyone is confused." I say.

"There is only one person who understands the secret, and that is the heir of the Kusanagi family." King Dapeng said.

"Is the secret hidden in "Ten Thousand Rivers and Seas"?" I asked tentatively.

King Dapeng shook his head: "No, that is the unique secret of the Kusanagi family, and it is never passed on." ”

At the end of the hallway, the shadow of a man slowly cast on the ground.

The Roc King was facing me, and it was impossible to see what was going on behind him.

"Kusanagi has lost all consciousness." I say.

"There is no loss of consciousness, it is just a kind of spiritual seclusion or sojourn. I felt that he was right here. King Dapeng said.

The shadow moved forward, and the muzzle of a * protruded from the corner of the hallway, aiming at the back of the Roc King.

Kusanagi Suga is a vegetative person, and biologically, a vegetative person is also a "living person", and its own metabolism in the body still exists, and the cerebral cortex still has weak activity.

Therefore, what King Dapeng said also makes sense.

"Then please come in." I stood up.

*I may not be able to kill the Roc King, so I have to take advantage of this opportunity to strike back and forth.

The Roc King stepped forward, and the shadow flashed out of the corner, lunged forward, and pulled the trigger.

*'s voice is very dull, like beating a drum under a quilt, but the close-range lethality is extremely terrifying.

It turned out that she did not die under the gourd of the Dapeng King, but hid and waited for the best opportunity to fight back.

I'm sure that * did hit the Roc King, but the Roc King's body was as light as a wisp of smoke, and there was no force point at all. So,* when the bullet burst, it just added a few more holes to the blood-stained uniform.

The body of the Dapeng King soared into the air, and with a flutter, the black line in the gourd skyrocketed out.

Now, his back is on me, and the big knife in his back is also on me.

I flew through the air, drew my sword with both hands, and with a whirlwind dance, I slashed diagonally from the right shoulder blade of the Roc King.

The broadsword of the Nineteenth Route Army is extremely heavy, and its own weight is about forty catties, plus the inertia and strength of my rotation, one knife goes down, and it is enough to have two hundred catties of strength.

The result of that knife was to split the gourd of the Dapeng King in half.

I never had the luxury of killing each other, but I wanted to destroy the gourd that kills people.

I can't tell you how I felt at that moment, the gourd broke, and suddenly the painting was a steaming black fog that enveloped everything around me. The Dapeng King, Bai Wanyang, the corridor, and the door of the room were all invisible, and there was only a black mist in his eyes. The knife is still in hand, but I've lost my purpose.

The black fog cut off everything, and even the sound disappeared from the black fog.

I bowed down, raised my sword in both hands, and focused on the position of the Roc King, beware of his sudden kill.

Gradually, a distant and monotonous wind chimes came from outside the mist, one by one, as if calling for lonely ghosts and ghosts scattered in the barren mountains.

Wind chimes attract ghosts, so they are also called "soul bells" in metaphysics.

"That world is full of unknowns, and once opened, it can change the future of mankind and completely upset the balance of power between nations. So, do we really need that kind of power? Do human beings really need to be immortal for thousands of years, for 10,000 years? Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. The oldest Chinese emperor once devoted all his efforts to finding the elixir of immortality, and later found it. As a result, he did not live forever, but died on the road to the east like ordinary people. Why is this happening? I searched all the ancient books and knew the mysteries. Not dying is more terrible than dying, that's the answer. Does the emperor need an immortal lifespan and immortal power? Not necessarily, not necessarily...... What is the most correct and appropriate thing to do? What the emperor wants is not the right result, on the contrary, the right result is eternal, not subject to anyone's will, and is the only truth in the world...... "I heard a man's voice.

Although this voice was unfamiliar, I had delved into Kusanagi's memory, and it was clear that it was his voice.