"I don't lie to you, I really have the skills to defeat the enemy. He laughed, mysterious and arrogant, elusive to me.

"I know the outcome of this battle, everyone knows it, and the Chinese all over the world know that this lonely city will definitely fall into the hands of the enemy, without any exceptions and no miracles. If you don't leave, it's just to make one more deserted grave outside Jinan. This is war, not a place for metaphysical scholars to brag about. We are here to say 10,000 times that the 'art of controlling the enemy' is useless, and the only result is that the enemy occupies the lonely city without blood. Do you want to know why? It's because the old government's troops all fled in a fucking way, escaping Xuzhou, escaping Nanjing, and fleeing all the way to the mountains in the southwest, and they were frightened by the enemy......

At this, the anger in my chest rose to the extreme, and I laughed angrily.

In fact, when we look at the history after 1900 AD, we will find that the Chinese have always been "evading and avoiding war". From the Qing government to the old government of the Republic of China, all armies were full of fear of war, even if they had guns in their hands, the muzzles of the guns were only aimed at the domestic people, and once they met foreign enemies, they automatically languished, and the civil war was an insider, and a foreign war was an outsider, like a fat and timid ostrich, stuffing its head in a sand pit and letting others slaughter it.

"I know that too. "Heroes make history, and the incompetent go with the flow." It's not ridiculous to use the mantis arm as a car, but it's ridiculous that the people who laugh at me don't realize that the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband. ”

This passage was like a huge slap in the face, and suddenly it hit me hard in the face.

I sobered up, because all the things I said before were to persuade him to become a deserter, hoping that he would be like the old government with his head scurrying, his father and mother would marry each other, and everyone would take care of each other, all the way south, and never look back.

"This time, do you really understand? give it to me—" His hands were still stretched out to me.

"What?" I was still puzzled, "what do you want?"

"I want it, you must understand. No one in the world can understand but you, can they?" he looked at me with a frank but sincere look with hope burning in his eyes.

I was very confused, because at this moment I had nothing but a red heart, and I could not give him anything.

"What do you want?" I asked again.

Heaven testifies, I really don't know what he wants, and I can't give him anything.

"What I want is the real art of defeating the enemy, and it is in your hands. He said.

I took a step back, subconsciously trying to avoid his palms and avoid his quest.

"You're going to ...... Weapons, maps, centaurs?" I asked tentatively.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

If he could be given a batch of modern weapons, he would indeed be able to destroy a regiment of enemies by himself, as many examples of modern warfare have proven.

If a group of modern special forces arrived here and met the enemy with modern strategies and tactics, all the Japanese invaders heading south would lie in ambush in the Yellow River and roll back to their island country with the eastward water.

Those are just "ifs", I can't do it, I can't give it to him.

"What I want is not soldiers and horses and guns, but real skills to defeat the enemy. He said, frowning deeper and deeper until the smile on his face froze.

"You want, I don't. I said.

There must have been some kind of misunderstanding between us, which is why it caused the current embarrassment.

If I had any "winning technique", I would have given it to him a long time ago, or I could have turned into an immortal Great Wall to block the enemy's iron hooves from moving south. That's right, as a member of the Chinese, I stand here, not just watching the excitement and watching from the wall, but genuinely and passionately worrying about the fate of the country.

"Mingming...... Obviously, you should give me the 'winning technique', and then I will turn things around. He said.

Suddenly, it was as if there was some kind of unfathomable chasm between us, forever separating us. This chasm is what he calls the "art of winning".

"What is that?" I asked.

He actually shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it'...... Maybe it'......"

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and although we were only two feet apart, the goose-feathered snowflakes blurred my vision and made me unable to see him clearly.

At such a critical moment, how could he be so vague? He thought he had the "art to win" in his hands, but in fact he did not know the key details.

"Tell me, what is that? If I have it, I'll pour it out. "I was in a hurry, and I yelled.

"The Divine Water Mirror, it's the Divine Water Mirror—isn't it? isn't it?" he was anxious.

In an instant, my heart was cold, as if I had fallen into an ice cave for thirty-nine days, and I was immediately frozen and lost all vitality.

"Divine Water Mirror? hehe, the 'winning technique' you said turned out to be the Divine Water Mirror......? I ...... so shocked that I couldn't express my complex emotions in words, so I even stroked my chest and smiled.

Of course, I don't have the Divine Water Mirror, so far, although the other party's forces have gathered in Jinan City, causing a panic situation where the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, but in fact, the Divine Water Mirror has not appeared.

Everyone only hears it, but does not see it, let alone owns it.

Now, he asks me for a water mirror, how can I give it to him?

"It's time to get on the sedan chair, do you think you want to prick your ears and eyes?" I was so angry that I shouted out all the slang of old Jinan.

This sentence was originally used to describe the bride who was lost, but when she went out to get on the wedding sedan chair, she remembered that she forgot to prick her ears and eyes. Just like now, when the enemy's soldiers, horses, carriages, and cannons were all outside the door, he remembered to ask me for a divine water mirror.

Even if I am a Nine Heavens Great Luo Golden Immortal, where can I find him?

"I don't, I don't even know what the Divine Mirror looks like, how can I give it to you? God, how can you put all your hopes on me?

He fell silent, lowered his arms, and stopped looking at me.

"Hey, are you talking? The enemy's chariot is about to drive over, and the enemy's scouts have already returned to the west gate and north gate of Jinan City, don't stop talking, you must come up with a way to ...... at this time" I was so anxious that I couldn't choose what to say.

In the lonely city under the snow, it is my father and fellow villagers in Jinan. They have just experienced the exploitation of the late Qing Dynasty, the bullying of warlords, and the looting of bandits, and in the blink of an eye, they will repeat the shame of the "May 3rd Massacre" and become the dust trampled by the enemy.

I can't help them, but he in front of me can help.

"I must be given a divine water mirror so that I can lead the people of Jinan through this catastrophe. Other than that, there is no way. He said.

He said firmly, but I knew that the situation was terrible because neither he nor I had a mirror.

Now, the soldiers are coming to the city, what can they do?

I roared in grief and indignation, and the snow suddenly turned to blood.

The illusion of heavy snow in the lonely city dissipated in an instant, and I was still in the immortal bird array, and the knife in my hand had already gone straight up, piercing into Yue Buqun's lower yin.

Yue Buqun was extremely fierce, ignoring my sudden stab, but attacking the King of Qin with all his might.

The spear was too long to turn back and counterattack, so King Qin could only block with the barrel of the gun left and right.

Yue Buqun's sleeve shot out two halos again, and as soon as they fell together, they wrapped around King Qin's neck. Next, he only needs to wave left and right, and the double rings intersect, and he can cut off King Qin's great head.

In a hurry, I could no longer play conservatively, and my anger was in the dantian, focusing on the five fingers of my right arm, right wrist, and right hand. The knife was still under Yue Buqun's body, but I hurriedly exerted my strength, and with a sharp flick on the tail of the knife, the knife was like an arrow from the string, speeding through Yue Buqun's body until the tip of the knife poked out from the left side of his cervical vertebrae.

In the process, the knife had already severed multiple organs throughout his body, dealing a devastating blow to him.

As a result, his attacks came to an abrupt halt, his hands on his chest, and he was unsteady on his feet.

"This is no ordinary ...... Knife ...... This is a ...... on the weapon spectrum Flying knives, this knife technique has been lost, and no one can regain their skills, but ...... In your hands, this kind ......of sword technique actually appeared, how could this be? How could it be like this?" Yue Buqun was unwilling, but in the face of the facts, he had to believe that this had happened.

My heart is still immersed in endless pain, in the Qimen Dunjia Great Array set up by Yue Buqun, but my heart has been left in the snowy year of 1937.

"Without my help, what should he do?" I couldn't help but feel melancholy, even if I assassinated Yue Buqun, I couldn't relieve the depression in my heart.

Whether he can win or not is directly related to the three thousand people in the lonely city, and it is also related to the honor and disgrace of my great Jinan City.

I don't want to see the fall of Jinan again, if possible, I hope that Jinan City can keep its innocence alone in the war-torn era, because it is my hometown city, and it is also the place where Jinan people stand in the troubled times of World War II.

"If I had, if I could, how dare I not give it to me?" I kept resounding in my head.

"I'm not reconciled—" Yue Buqun roared against the sky, but the knife I shot was enough to kill him.

"This is fate!" King Qin, who was proudly on the roof of the car, roared with a spear, "The king of Hades wants you to die for the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch?"

In this battle, the winner is not arrogant, and the loser is not discouraged, because it is true that Yue Buqun has already occupied the absolute upper hand, and he can arbitrarily kill the enemy of the Qin Wanghui in the building of the deep and shallow bathing center opposite.

Perhaps, he was too careless and thought that the overall situation was under control, so he adopted the method of "playing with the cat and mice", constantly exerting pressure on the people of the Qin Wang Society, forcing the King of Qin to show up, and dragging on this process of playing with the enemy for too long.

There are many dreams at night, and there are changes when it is slow.

Yue Buqun's calculation was completely correct, but the Qin King Hui was exchanging time for space, and in the infinite delay, he secretly reversed the tide of the battle. So, in the intellectual competition, Yue Buqun won the first half and the second half, but in overtime, it was King Qin who counterattacked and gave Yue Buqun a real "black three minutes".

This kind of timing is accurate to the millimeter, and it is the result of clever calculations.

Therefore, Yue Buqun was still defeated by his own intelligence, and it could not be attributed to the fact that King Qin would succeed by luck.

"Who's in you...... Behind?" Yue Buqun asked with difficulty.

King Qin laughed: "It's not behind me, but behind you." ”

I'm standing in the driver's seat, half of my body leaning out of the car. Suddenly, a black shadow staggered under the steering wheel, and then the black shadow slowly stood upright, stretched, and let out a very dissatisfied roar: "You are still dragging your feet, you are all standing, only I shrink, I don't know if I am tired......?"

He babbled, passed by me, climbed out of the skylight, and stood side by side with Yue Buqun.

"Is it you?how could it be you?" Yue Buqun asked in surprise.

The height of the black shadow was only about 1.60 meters, and he was a half-grown boy who had not yet matured, with a faint hairy hair on his lips, and he was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

On his left arm he wears a "keyboard ring" made of five soft keyboards, and on his right arm is a corresponding five soft screens. What's even more surprising is that he has three pairs of headphones hanging from his ears and three microphones hanging from his chest. Looking down, his left and right legs are still in the same configuration, but the keyboard ring and screen have been increased to seven sets.

"It's me, it's definitely me, is it possible that someone else dares to compete with you intellectually?" replied the boy with a grin.

"Centurion, you are just a disciple-level hacker who worships under my disciple, and if you oppose me here, isn't it to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?" Yue Buqun shouted angrily.

I could see that Yue Buqun was already at the end of his strong crossbow, but he was barely supporting himself with a breath of anger.

The knife was like the Monkey King who got into the belly of the Iron Fan Princess, cutting his liver and intestines, splitting his heart and lungs, until the tracheoesophagus was cut open, and the broken body protruded.

In this case, if he can survive any longer, it will simply insult the IQ of me and King Qin.

No matter how strong Japanese ninjutsu is, it is just one of the world's thaumaturgy, not a myth. In other words, no matter how strong Yue Buqun is, he is just a ninja, and he is 108,000 miles away from the ten ancient giant gods of Fusang Island recorded in "Wanchuan Jihai".

Tonight, if Yue Buqun doesn't die, who will die?

"I'm not a centurion. The boy straightened his chest.

He and Yue Buqun stood side by side, although they were a head shorter than the other party, but in terms of momentum, they were equally deep and unstoppable.

"He's not a centurion. King Qin looked at the boy, and there was reverence in his eyes.

"My surname is hundred, although there are many surnames in the world, but I have a hundred families since Dayu ruled the water and Yao Shun Chan let one, but there is only one lineage, absolutely no branch side line. Each generation of men in my hundred families is one in a hundred, and one son is passed on, and we all use one name, that is-hundred, xiao, and sheng. The boy said, and then he recited six lines of poetry, word by word, "It is better to be a centurion than a scholar; I am not aware of spring sleep, and I smell birds everywhere; I am a hero in life, and I am a ghost in death." ”

These six poems belong to different eras and are written by different poets, but all of them have a proud momentum.

Although he was young, he already had the kind of leadership that was inherent in the great men of the world.

"You calculated me?" Yue Buqun was dejected.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head: "It's not to calculate you, but to calculate you." In the world of hackers, we are all based on computing power. In the early days, we existed in the form of single-board computers, and everyone's computing power was extremely low. Then, eight-bit, sixteen-bit, sixty-four-bit, 128-bit, 256-bit...... It wasn't until the advent of 'Deep Blue' that we realized the importance of computational power, and this computational power existed in the nature of 'Moore's Law', on the one hand, the cost was infinitely reduced, and on the other hand, the ability was infinitely improved. This kind of decreasing and increasing change is not based on the standard of human work and rest time, but exists in the 'etheric time' that is omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent, and omnipresent. Whoever stops, even for a second, can be quickly overtaken. Just like now, if you go all out against the Qin King Society, your computing power will always stagnate, and it will be surpassed by countless masters. Yue Buqun, this is the inevitability of scientific and technological progress, you are not defeated by me, but by science and technology. ”

Although he was young, what he said definitely made sense.

The rivers and lakes are the same as high-tech, the front wave is slapped on the beach by the back wave, not because the front wave is too weak, but because of the automatic operation law of time, space and even the universe and the sky.

If you don't understand the truth of the universe that "everything grows wildly", you will be defeated.

If you only understand the truth but do not put it into practice, you will fail.

If we slow down or even stop on the way to the practice of the truth for various reasons, we will still be defeated.

Therefore, the ancients had the famous aphorism that "the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a wave is stronger than a wave", and Mr. Shuren, who has dominated the literary world for a hundred years, issued a philosophical thousand-year-old sigh of "when the previous dream drives away the previous dream, the later dream drives away the former dream".

This principle can be summed up in an old saying that Chinese often say - "Life is endless, struggle is endless." ”

"Thank you for teaching me a vivid and wonderful lesson before I died...... Yue Buqun said.

Bai Xiaosheng was not arrogant, but nodded lightly: "Teaching and learning are mutually beneficial, ancient and modern." You're also strong, but you want to control the situation too much, so you lose sight of one or the other. If you can be reincarnated here in the next life, you must remember an old saying that Shandong people often say - 'how big the zongzi leaves are, how big the zongzi is', otherwise, if you can't eat it, it will be too embarrassing to walk around. ”

Under this "one-to-three" situation, Yue Buqun has no way to live.

Especially the King of Qin, who has a spear in his hand, has long been eyeing Yue Buqun's life.

There was no surprise that Yue Buqun was a rare wise man at that time, and it would be a pity if he died like this. However, if the people of the rivers and lakes want to live peacefully and peacefully on the rivers and lakes forever, they must firmly remember one sentence - "talents, if they can't be used by me, they will be punished." ”

"Kill...... Chu ...... "Yue Buqun turned to me slowly, and suddenly whispered two words.

"What?" I blurted out, stunned, "what did you say?"

At such a time, the nerves that I had just relaxed instantly tensed again.

"Kill Chu!" Yue Buqun repeated, a smile that was more ugly than crying appeared on his face like ashes.

Many people have said these two words, but these two words have become a mystery, and the people who mention it have been buried in Jinan City.

"Wait until he's done, listen to him!" I shouted.

My heart was confused because of the word "kill Chu", and the situation on the battlefield also changed greatly.

Yue Buqun danced like a whirlwind, approached my side, and wrapped his arms around my neck. With a "click, crunch" sound as the machine was activated, more than a dozen dangerous weapons such as short knives, short guns, hooks, and bombs poked out of his body, all of which were attached to me, turning me into a terrible shield.

"Whoever waits will miss out. Lately travelers will never catch the train of the times, will they?" Yue Buqun whispered in my ear, "Now, you are mine, and no one can take it away." ”

Then, he raised his voice to King Qin and Bai Xiaosheng: "You'd better be calm and not be impatient, lest I accidentally kill today's thaumaturgical king, hahahaha, hahahaha......"

(Tianjin)