"Mr. Long, Mr. Long, I miscalculated and ambushed-" Jian Rong shouted angrily.

I snapped awoke and dragged her back with a sharp back.

"I'm going to save them, live and die with them, advance and retreat together, let go of my ......" Jian Rong struggled, trying his best to shake off my hand.

I didn't explain, just dragged her into the jungle.

The rocket launchers set up on the edge of the lake will be the target of the second round of attacks, and we will stay at the lake and will only go up to the sky with the gun mounts.

"Look at the lake, look at the lake, can you see the sky?" I yelled in Jian Rong's ear.

The screams on the other side of the river came and went, but the gunfire of individual soldiers could not be heard. In other words, the people of the Great Emperor of the North did not move, and only relied on long-range bombing to solve the problem.

"What? What did you say? Jian Rong asked loudly.

"Feitian, there is Feitian in the lake, do you see it? There are flying heavens in the lake, flying in Mogao Grottoes, have you seen it? "I yelled twice in a row, my throat hurt, and I couldn't raise the volume anymore.

Jian Rong looked forward, instantly stunned.

There are really flying heavens on the lake, all of them are wide robes and long belts, dancing with the wind. They floated in the void, sometimes falling to the surface of the lake, but when their toes touched the surface of the water a little, and the ripples rose in circles, their bodies rose again.

"What's that...... What is that? Jian Rong was completely stunned.

The roof of the Mogao Grottoes is painted with countless statues of flying gods, each of which is lifelike and dynamic. In the past, my attention was all on the rebound pipa diagram, and I rarely paid attention to the "supporting characters" hidden in the corners.

"They foresaw the danger and fled first, which means that the world of the gods was about to collapse, and when the other gods were unaware, they had already taken action. Then, by paying attention to Feitian's actions, you will be able to know the changes in the divine realm in advance...... Why do flying heavens appear in the wasteland? Oh, by the way, by the way, since the dancer who bounces the lute can appear on the ancient stage on the back side of the Caucasus Mountain, what else is impossible? "My mind is choppy, sometimes enlightened, sometimes confused and trapped.

At this moment, I need a wise person who can consult with each other and corroborate each other, and quickly sort out the chaotic emotions that arise in these moments and make them useful clues.

"You stay here, I'll go to the other side." I pressed Jian Rong's shoulder and shouted a loud admonition.

"What are you going to do? Don't go, dangerous, too dangerous! Jian Rong shouted.

"I'll go find the Great Emperor of the North." I say.

The fact that the Northern Emperor was able to see the visions on the ancient stage proved that he was also a person with a sensitive mind and a clear consciousness. I see flying on the lake, and he should be able to see it.

If you want to explore what happened on the ancient stage, you have to consider all the doubts together, look for more evidence, and get to the point accurately.

"Boom, boom" twice, the rocket launchers on the shore flew into the sky, and the dozen or so controllers next to them were not spared, and they all flipped upside down and flew upside down.

I shook off Jian Rong and ran east along the south shore of the lake.

There are more and more flying skies on the lake, from the initial dozen to dozens, shuttling back and forth, dazzling.

"The Flying Heavens are illusions, of course, but why are they here?" As a modern person, even if I know that this is an illusion, I still need to delve into the argument and find its cause.

Similarly, when the Northern Emperor saw the rebound pipa dance on the ancient stage, he also began to reflect deeply and consider its origin and future.

In modern warfare, long-range strikes are extremely powerful, especially in a one-sided situation, Jian Rong's men and horses are not vulnerable at all, and they do not even have the slightest chance to counterattack.

By the time I reached the eastern shore of the lake, the falcon had climbed a pine tree and was holding a telescope to look into the lake.

Using my hands and feet, I climbed an adjacent tree and, like the Electric Falcon, climbed five meters above the ground.

"Those visions shouldn't be here...... It must be prompting some clues, you say? I asked out loud.

The fascination was so fascinated that it just nodded in response, not even putting down the telescope.

"I think it's a bad omen." I save time and express my opinion directly and discussively.

"What?" The falcon lowered the telescope and turned its head in surprise.

I smiled wryly, sorry for my abruptness. In fact, anyone who hears the phrase "bad omen" will be surprised.

In the field of Chinese metaphysics, the sight of the dancing of the immortals and the scattering of flowers by the goddesses is often interpreted as the greatest auspicious omen, indicating that the world is stable and safe.

"They are Feitian, the last gods of the fairy world, who usually make a living by smoking incense and green smoke and fairy music notes, and do not help the world in any way. Their existence is like an earthquake cloud. "I suddenly found the right metaphor.

Seismic clouds are the harbingers of major earthquakes, and from a physical point of view, before an earthquake, cracks are created in the earth's crust, and underground gases are washed out of the cracks, causing turbulence to the natural state of the atmosphere, cutting the clouds in the air into the shape of "earthquake clouds".

If the existence of the Flying Sky is the same as that of the "Earthquake Cloud", then my speculation is completely correct, and its theory can be summarized as follows: "In any immortal meeting, there must be a flying heaven to serve as a vigilance, and once the crisis comes, the flying sky will send a warning signal, and the immortal will immediately retreat and disappear without a trace." ”

This kind of description had not appeared in the previous ancient texts, and it was completely realized by my sixth sense in the course of a fierce battle.

"What do you mean...... What I saw on the ancient stage was also a bad omen? "The electric falcon was shocked.

When he said this, he naturally revealed the true identity of the individual, which was completely consistent with my judgment.

It was the Northern Emperor who saw the illusion of the ancient stage, and the electric falcon was the real "Emperor", and the one who went with me to negotiate with Jian Rong was just a stand-in.

"Maybe, but the specific situation needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis, and it is not possible to arbitrarily draw conclusions now." I calmly replied.

"What's super dangerous here? Worth the Flying Flurry? Electric Hayabusa asked.

The tree I live in is about nine meters tall, and if you remove the tops, you can rise at least four meters.

"Go to the top." I looked up and gestured up.

The two of us climbed together until we reached the limit height that could support our footing, and we were more than eight meters above the ground.

The Great of the North raised his binoculars and looked north, east, and west.

Due north should be the place where the task force came from, and it is no problem to observe or not. To the east is the defense zone of Outer Mongolia, which has always been good-neighborly and friendly with all countries, never stirring up trouble, and always maintaining the posture of a "good old man" in the United Nations.

The only thing that worries is the west side, and when the electric falcon looks west, its arms tremble and it almost falls off the trunk of the tree.

My heart sank, and I knew something was wrong.

"We ...... Retreat north, and the task force responds, which should be able to withstand a while...... However, in the current situation, I think ......" Electric Falcon's emotions are a little out of control, and his speech is incoherent.

In this way, I understand the seriousness of the problem even more.

If the task force can only "resist for a while", it shows how strong the enemy is due west.

Experts who are familiar with the international situation in Northwest Asia and Eastern Europe should understand that after the disintegration of the Northern Alliance, several small countries with the suffix "Stan" have risen one after another, relying on their own geographical advantages, their economic strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and their political status has also risen one after another, and they have established good cooperative relations with the world's top 20 major powers, and their heads of state seem to be on an equal footing with the Great Emperor of the North.

Especially with the emergence of the "Belt and Road" plan, the largest "cross-era economic lifeline" in this century, several "stan" countries have rapidly become stuck in positions and their value has doubled.

The world is changing, and anyone who rests on his laurels and is stubborn will inevitably be left far behind by the train of the times. From the perspective of the global situation, the Great of the North is becoming such a figure.

I don't like to talk about politics, but international politics is real, those who are guillotined, those who are hung on the gallows, those who are overthrown by the masses, those who are desperate for extravagance and then liquidated by their successors...... There are too many heads of state in small countries who have been ousted from power, and even keeping a whole corpse has become an extravagant request.

The state does not belong to any one tyrant, but to the entire people. It is conceivable that the Emperor of the North today sits on the throne of the country and can respond to every call, but if he dies here, tomorrow there will be a successor who is more representative of the will of the people than he is, and the front pages of the world's major newspapers will publish a personable photo of the new head of state, which will never be a commemoration of him.

One person can't stop the wheel of history from rolling forward, barely supporting, and what he finally gets is nothing more than the corpse of the praying mantis behind the mantis arm as a car.

"I'm not going to die, I'm going to be okay this time, at least I still have so many secrets in the world's attention, and I have wealth and power...... I am the Emperor of the North......"

I believe that at this moment, the Great of the North has seen the end of himself.

On the surface of the lake, all the flying heavens danced more quickly, and when the clothes and belts were flying, they suddenly became entangled, and suddenly fell to the ground at the same time.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

I remember that when I entered the Mogao Grottoes to paint, there were artists who liked to paint flying in the sky, thinking that it was a dance that the world could never learn, and after painting it, he sold the album to song and dance troupes all over the world, and kept getting dollars, pounds and Hong Kong dollars.

There is no doubt that those who think that the "Flying Dance" is graceful and colorful are all laymen with a muddy mind. Only people like me, the Emperor of the North, who feel the slaughter of the earth from a song and dance, are the real insiders.

"Long Fei, what can you do?" Denki asked.

I looked towards the western shore of the lake, and a camouflage bulletproof jeep pulled out of the jungle and sped through the crater-ridden lake.

"Come with me, come with me." I didn't have time to explain, so I slid down and ran towards the jeep.

It was Jian Rong who was driving, holding the steering wheel in one hand and a satellite phone in the other.

The car came to an abrupt halt beside me, and the four wheels rolled up the dirt and flew away.

"Come with me, something is wrong, the battle for the slaughter of the city will begin soon!" Jian Rong's face was as cold as iron.

"Go south, that's the only way to live." When I climbed to the top of the tree, I had already made the wisest judgment.

"Okay, listen to you." Jian Rong did not hesitate at all, and immediately nodded.

The trunk of the jeep contained four ammunition boxes, flanked by shoulder-fired rocket launchers and large-caliber rapid-fire machine guns.

I rushed to the back of the car, pulled the car door, was dragged down by the weapon and thrown on the ground.

The electric falcon had caught up and shouted at me: "Hey, you're crazy? Those weapons will hold up at least for a while......"

I ignored him, emptied my weapon, and quickly got into the car.

Jian Rong stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep turned right and sped south.

"Throw away all your weapons and papers." I commanded aloud.

Jian Rong carried out my orders to the letter, without a word of nonsense, and finally even the satellite phone with the US military logo got out of the car.

At first, the Falcon couldn't understand my intentions, but eventually he did so in a fit of rage, throwing all the short guns and * out of his body.

"How many enemies are there?" I asked.

"It's overwhelming." The electric falcon in the back seat replied.

"The mechanized unit has a total of 40 rapid reaction combat vehicles, 8 light mobile tanks, and 2 heavy tanks; 1,000 infantrymen, led by 20 heavy trucks; Two teams of cavalry, cutting at high speed from the north and south flanks, a total of 200 people. In the air, there are ten helicopter gunships and two carrier planes - this kind of formation, not to see the excitement, but to send everyone to hell. Jian Rong reported.

I threw away my weapon just to lighten the load on the jeep and be able to run at full speed.

The total weight of those weapons was more than six hundred pounds, and it was likely that they would have caused a flat tire in the rear wheel, throwing us over the wilderness and turning us into rabbits in the hunter's scope.

At the same time, the idea that the Falcon hopes to use these weapons to block the pursuers is even less valid. In the face of mechanized troops, even firing with these weapons in ground fortifications will not help, let alone on a bumpy car?

Throwing away our weapons allows us to cross the borders of any country and call for help from the defenders as refugees.

Conversely, if we bring weapons into the country, we are violently shot.

This is the international practice of dealing with border emergencies, and if we don't even understand this, we don't have to run wild across the border.