Sun Moon Niang personally led me through the infinite corridor, her eyes were indifferent and murderous.

"Don't regard the great powers of the north as mortal enemies, there are no permanent enemies, only eternal interests." I say.

"The Arctic Circle is bound to become a place where many countries wrestle, and if I had crushed the northern powers sooner, I would have had a lot less trouble in the future. This matter is related to the survival of the Wandering Ghost Country, and I dare not be soft at all. Sun Moon Niang said.

"The Arctic Circle is big enough for many people to develop together." I say.

The earth does not belong to any one group or race, and any person or living thing has the right to live.

As Sun Moon Niang said, if she wants to lead the Wandering Ghost Country to dominate the Arctic Circle, it is almost impossible to achieve.

"No, the Arctic Circle is not big, just a square or an entrance, and there is no room for outsiders to step in. I have already said that if the great powers of the North do not know how to relent, the time of death of all their leaders will come. Sun Moon Niang said coldly.

I didn't argue with reason, because I didn't belong to the big country in the north, nor did I belong to the country of wandering ghosts, and the reason why I got involved in it was just for the fairness, justice, peace, and justice of the world. Therefore, what I can do is to solve the current crisis, and as for how the Arctic Circle will develop in the future and how the major powers will stake their own land, that is not something I can intervene in.

"It's really strange, you have a stomach problem, but you never asked, why?" Sun Moon Niang suddenly asked.

We walk on the infinite corridor, the staircase looping repeatedly, as if there was no end to it.

Indeed, there are too many puzzles hidden in Sun Moon Niang, each of which is related to the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the historical sinking case. If I were a historian or a novelist, I would definitely break the casserole and ask to the end, figure out these big and small questions one by one, record them, and make them public, so that the whole world can understand the strong woman who cut off Li Tang's lifeline with her own hands. At the same time, you can also know why she was able to give up freely in her later years and return other people's hands.

Those things must be able to be connected into a legendary story with ups and downs and colorful colors, which is hundreds of times stronger than the stories created by current writers and screenwriters.

"The so-called history is just a matter of winning and losing. I'm just a viewer, I listen to what you say, and if you don't say it, I won't ask. I said lightly.

Reality is always more complicated than stories, and I am facing a treacherous and dangerous situation, where can I have the leisure to listen to other people's life stories?

"Very good, you are a very principled person. Moreover, you are right, the so-called history, the so-called Jiangshan Dynasty, are just the success of the king and the defeat of the king, without exception. The things I have experienced, although strange, are not worth boasting about, because there are no soulmates in the world anymore, and it is meaningless to anyone else. She hung her head.

I couldn't bear it, and then added: "I'm sorry, I just think that everyone has the right to keep their privacy, and for the sake of politeness, you can't ask casually." In fact, any page in your life is a legend, and thousands of people admire Taixi. If you are willing to say, of course I am willing to listen, it is a great honor for me. ”

"Really?" Sun Moon Niang asked.

I nodded, and the murderous look in her eyes slowly faded, replaced by the vicissitudes of the past.

"We still have some time, the master is gone, don't talk about it at this moment, there will be no chance in the future. In this life, I have done a lot of great things that have been criticized by historians, but the reasons for this are not enough for outsiders. Cao Apu once said, I would rather teach me to bear the people of the world than teach the people of the world to bear me. This sentence shows the true character of a traitor. I am the opposite of Cao Apu, I would rather teach the people of the world to bear me, and I will not live up to the people of the world. She said.

We had just reached the end of a flight of stairs, and at the turn, there was a small window facing outward.

Sun Moon Niang stopped in front of the window and looked out leisurely.

I followed and looked out, only to see that the mountains and fields had become the positions of chariots. From left to right, about 80 armored fighting vehicles make up the rapid reaction force phalanx. At the four corners of the phalanx, four main battle tanks were seated, the turret lid was open, and the observers were waiting for them, holding binoculars to look around. Under the cover of chariots and tanks, more than 2,000 heavily armed individual soldiers are slowly moving forward with the chariot phalanx, adopting the method of carpet washing, and have firmly controlled the Cheka Town.

"They are the elite under the command of the Electric Falcon, and this kind of formation is enough to fight against the multinational coalition army." Sun Moon Niang sneered.

"Give me a face, don't hit them hard. The troops of the great northern powers have always been loyal to the country and disciplined, and have an excellent reputation around the world. Killing and wounding these innocent people will be damned. I said anxiously.

Soldiers are one of the parts of the state apparatus, subject to the will of the state and the orders of the monarch, but each of them may be a good son, a good husband, and a good father. They are all real innocents and should not be reduced to cannon fodder in war.

"I represent the Wandering Ghost Country, you must know that in the past three years, the northern powers have launched a total of more than fifteen joint military operations by land, sea and air in the Arctic Circle, which has caused great harm to the living environment of the people of the Wandering Ghost Country. In order to protect the people, I must fight back. Sun Moon Niang said categorically.

"I'll go out and ask them to evacuate, and Your Excellency will also give me a face, so as not to cause further fierce conflicts, is it okay?" I dare not give in, and I must fight for the lives of these innocent soldiers.

"Can you guarantee that they won't fire?" Sun Moon Niang asked.

"I can." I replied aloud.

It's hard to do, but I'm willing to give it a try.

"Go ahead, get out of here." Sun Moon Niang tapped the small window.

As a rough estimate, the absolute height from the small window to the ground is more than fifteen meters, and it is difficult to land safely.

"Give me some time." I say.

"It should be for them to give me some time, at this moment, Zoya has already sent Joyna into the Ya Temple." Sun Moon Niang said.

I can't tell if Lady Ice was right or wrong in turning Joyna into a *human, but what is certain is that it wasn't a clever ploy, but an extreme tactic that had only been used by desert super* organizations in the past.

"I'll see you later." I said goodbye to Sun Moon Niang, pressed the windowsill with one hand, and slid out of the window with a slight tilt of my body. Then, I took the spider down the mountain, grabbed the bumps on the surface of the building with both hands, and tried my whole body close to the wall as close as possible, using the friction of my chest and abdomen to reduce the speed of the fall. When I was still five meters above the ground, I propped my palms on the wall, and my body catapulted outward, and the harrier rolled over in the air, and then landed steadily.

I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I immediately ran forward, cut through the side of the phalanx, and quickly boarded a chariot with a white bear command flag.

There were seven people in the car, and after a stormy hand-to-hand fight, I knocked down six people, leaving only the commander in a leather combat suit.

"Give me the call from Electric Falcon and Lady Ice." I pressed the spear I had stolen to the captain's chest.

He was not afraid to give in, but straightened his waist and replied coldly: "We are soldiers of the great northern powers, and soldiers are only subordinate to their superiors, and it is impossible for them to submit to coercion. ”

I didn't have time to argue with him, so I reached out and picked up the walkie-talkie hanging under the bridge, pressed the call button, and shouted: "Electric Falcon, Lady Ice, come out and talk to me, I have important new information, and I must tell you now." Electric Falcon, Lady Ice, give me a chance to speak, and promise you won't regret it......"

War is not the right way to solve the problem, and I believe that the contradictions and frictions between the great powers of the north and the rogue countries have not been decades or centuries, but have been around for a long time. More importantly, neither side can be in an absolute victorious position, but they have won and lost each other, and checked and balanced each other, which has formed today's complex situation.

This situation is similar to the current global military situation, in which several superpowers, advanced countries, developing countries, and powerful small countries are also in a state of constant minor friction and no major war breaking out.

Therefore, as long as it is carried out, the leaders of both sides have nothing to lose, and it is only the soldiers of the great northern countries who suffer.

Looking back at the battle in Chechnya and the war in Ukraine, there is no difference between countries, but the soldiers have been killed and wounded, but they have only cheapened those international arms suppliers for nothing.

I only hope that I can use my modest power to wake up the Electric Falcon and the others, so that they can take a step back sensibly, resolve the dispute, and be safe.

The commander of the car was so brave that he took advantage of my distraction on the phone, and suddenly pounced on me, grabbed the barrel of the spear with both hands, and raised it upward, the muzzle of the gun pointed upward.

I immediately let go and took advantage of the momentum to send forward, causing the other person to lean back and almost fall.

His purpose was only to grab the gun, and the starting point was completely wrong, because everyone who fell in the car was equipped with a large caliber* on their waists, and the melee power was not inferior to that of a spear. In this way, instead of rushing over to grab the gun, it is more efficient for him to lean over and pull out the gun.

I threw away my spear, took a precious second, leaned over, grabbed a pistol, and immediately aimed it at the commander.

"Don't move, bullets don't last long." I warned him sharply.

"The soldiers of the great northern countries are always ready to sacrifice their lives for the country and die without fear. Shoot, shoot! He threw away his spear and puffed out his chest at me.

I couldn't help but laugh angrily, this person is more than loyal and brave but not resourceful, and he really humiliates the position of "commander". He should have known that we had at least a few chances to pull the trigger and shoot him, but he didn't understand why I didn't shoot.

"I want to see the electric falcon, I want to see the leader." I whispered.

"It's dangerous here, how can the leader come?" He refuted loudly.

I sneered: "You are the commander, and you can probably only be the commander for a lifetime." You'd better inquire, for your leaders are always at the front and pleasures behind, and are not afraid of any danger. He is the benchmark of courage for the entire northern power, and he is by no means the master who hides in the underground fortress and points fingers. ”

From what I know about the Electric Falcon, he is in the battle formation, and he will never command remotely.

Because of this, I strongly persuaded Sun Moon Niang to turn her war into a jade silk. Otherwise, if the electric falcon is injured in the chaotic battle, then today's conflict will not end.

My attention was always on the field, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of one of the main tanks in the battle formation suddenly sounding a flag.

The herald rolled a red flag and a green flag in his hand together, held them high above his head, and slowly drew a vertical circle.

"Hey, look at the flag over there, what does it mean?" I asked the commander.

The commander looked over there and reluctantly replied, "The word of the flag means to summon people over." ”

"Take me there." I ordered it right away.

The commander thought for a moment and pointed to my hand: "You drop the gun first, otherwise, you want me to show you the way, no way." ”

I unloaded the pistol* with one hand, then threw it up, and the empty gun flew out of the car.

The commander jumped out of the car, and I followed, through the battle formation, straight for the tank.

On my instincts, the Electric Falcon was in that tank.

The soldiers on all sides automatically formed two human walls, with only a two-step-wide corridor in the middle for me and the captain to pass through.

I knew that the slightest mistake in my performance at this moment would cause the soldiers to misunderstand, and they would immediately fire a volley of guns and beat me into a sieve.

"Tell them that I am a friend of the leader." I told the commander.

Before he could speak, the herald on the tank in the distance waved the flag again.

The soldiers on both sides were very obedient and quickly dispersed, each guarding his position.

"Who are you? The leader is so relieved to ask you to come over? The commander asked smugly.

"I'm a friend of the leader, and a friend of Lady Ice. Are you satisfied with this answer? I replied with a smile.

Minor people in the army like the commander regard the Electric Falcon and the Ice Lady as gods, even if they just shake their hands, they will be reluctant to wash their hands for half a month, for fear of losing the sacred taste bestowed by the leader.

It's so sad and incredible, that these people think so highly of the leaders because they all bow down and the leaders stand on the altar.

Success and defeat have always been like this.

Leaders are successful and deserve this honor. But what about tomorrow? If he loses to the Wandering Ghost Country, will he suffer corresponding shame?