The King of Special Warfare

(I drank too much today... a few minutes late, sorry~)

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The rain was beating on the car window, the sound was messy and hasty.

The atmosphere in the carriage was oppressive and dull.

Li Huacheng looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile. The scenery was blurred through the car window and the rain, and his eyes were also blurred.

"Your Highness, Mr. President, shall we go directly back to the hotel?"

Rick sat in the co-pilot's seat and turned around to ask, under normal circumstances, when the President of Zhongzhou visited Ulan Kingdom, he would naturally stay in the presidential palace temporarily, but now the presidential palace has become a ruin, only the room where Wang Tianzong lives remains. Well, Ulan Kingdom can only temporarily arrange the distinguished guests from Central Continent in the hotel.

Li Huacheng noticed the order of Rick's address sensitively. He smiled and said softly, "I'm just a guest. I have a lot of things to do during my visit, but not too many. Mr. Prime Minister, we must do it when we have time." Have a good chat."

"That's natural."

Rick nodded quickly, the thoughts in his mind kept turning.

Li Huacheng only stayed in Ulan for five days, and the remaining two days had to travel around the other four countries. The time was very tight. This was the first day of his arrival, and Li Huacheng had a reason to do many things. Hurry up to sign agreements, such as meeting Wang Tianzong who is imprisoned in the presidential palace, or visiting the Xuewu Legion.

In addition, Ulan Nation also prepared a very high-level dinner party. The theme of the banquet was the future development of Eastern Europe. As the position of Central Continent in Ulan Nation gradually stabilized, the general trend of the entire Eastern Europe gradually stabilized. We all know that if we want to survive in Eastern Europe in the future, and if we want to survive well, we must look at Zhongzhou's face, so for this dinner, Ulan Kingdom sent invitations to countless families and groups in Eastern Europe, and at the same time participated in the dinner There is also a delegation brought by Li Huacheng.

This is the first large-scale dinner held by Central Continental forces and Eastern European forces. To some extent, it can almost determine the pattern of Eastern Europe for at least a few decades in the future. This can be said to be the most important thing, but the funny thing is that there is no time for the dinner so far. To be precise, Rick had to wait for Li Huacheng to nod.

He thought for a while, and tentatively said, "Mr. President, it's like this. The Ulan Kingdom has prepared a very grand welcome dinner. I don't know tonight..."

"Push it off for now."

Li Tianlan suddenly said, "Tomorrow night."

Rick froze,

Subconsciously wanted to nod, but felt that something was wrong, so he continued to look at Li Huacheng, but his eyes had obviously become perfunctory.

Li Huacheng smiled unchanged, looked at Li Tianlan, and said softly, "Does Tianlan have any different opinions?"

Li Tianlan looked at the wind and rain outside the window.

Under the wind and rain, Leiji City was in depression.

On that day, his sword lit up from the front of the Caesar Hotel, tearing apart half of the city with a sword of 10,000 meters. The damage left to the city has not been repaired until now. But there are still some traces of war left.

"The full strength of the Snow Dance Legion is 20,000 people."

Li Tianlan said calmly: "From Aimiya to here, more than two thousand soldiers fell, all the way, hundreds of miles away, bloody all the way, the night we repelled all the dark forces, the Snow Dance Legion was in this city More than 1,200 soldiers fell here, and the Snow Dance Legion has paid nearly 4,000 lives for us to achieve our current achievements."

Rick looked a little pale and fidgeted.

Li Tianlan's voice became more and more calm: "Whether it is facing an invincible master or the coalition forces of other countries, the Xuewu Legion has never retreated. We fought all the way from Aimia to Leiji City, and there was not a single deserter from the Xuewu Legion. It was a dignified death in battle, so they are all martyrs."

"This city, this country will be engraved with the brand of Central Continent in the future, but no one should forget that everything here

They were all once stained red by the blood of the Zhongzhou martyrs. "

He turned his head to look at Li Huacheng, and said calmly, "Mr. President should not forget."

Li Huacheng was not embarrassed, but had a solemn expression on his face.

He looked at Li Tianlan and nodded solemnly, "I think I know what I should do today."

He glanced at Rick and said gently: "Mr. Prime Minister, let's go to the Snow Dance Legion's station now and notify the vehicles behind that all members of the delegation must go!"

Rick smiled wryly and nodded.

In fact, when President Zhongzhou visited Ulan Country, everything was arranged in advance, but Rick and Li Tianlan had a small disagreement that was not a disagreement. What Li Tianlan meant was simple. On the first day Li Huacheng arrived in Ulan Country, To visit the Xuewu Legion, the ashes of nearly 4,000 martyrs have not yet been buried. The Heroes Square in the center of Leiji City has already floated the star flag of Zhongzhou. For Li Tianlan, letting thousands of martyrs go to the ground is the most important thing for him. things.

However, Rick also has his own pressure. Now the entire Ulan State senior management, and even the interest groups in Eastern Europe hope that the dinner can be held as soon as possible. The pressure on Rick can be imagined. Li Tianlan might not like it, but Rick believed he could explain it.

only...

Rick glanced at Li Tianlan, sighed softly in his heart, picked up the walkie-talkie and started ordering the convoy to turn around.

The Snow Dance Legion is still temporarily stationed in the parade square in front of the Presidential Palace. When the luxurious convoy drove into the square, all the senior officials of the Snow Dance Legion had arrived, and all the soldiers, wounded or not, were gathered in the square. On the way, when Li Huacheng got off the car, only the elites in the early ten thousand who were stationed in Leiji City raised their hands and saluted at the same time.

The wind and rain were messy, but there was a howl of noise in the square because of the raising of the hands of tens of thousands of people. In an instant, it seemed that even the wind and rain in the sky and the earth became fierce.

Li Tianlan followed Li Huacheng.

The senior officials of the Snow Dance Legion came over.

Qingfeng Liuyun's two deputy commanders stood on the left and right.

Standing among them was Jie who had just come out of the hospital.

Jie's body is still weak, his face is pale, but his figure is as sharp as a sword.

Li Huacheng shook hands with him, and said gently, "How is your injury?"

"fine."

Jie's voice was clear and indifferent. Such an occasion is obviously not suitable for a detailed discussion. He pointed to the temporary high platform in the middle of the square and said softly, "President, please."

Li Huacheng took a deep breath, looked at the vast crowd of Zhongzhou soldiers who raised their hands in salute, and strode towards the high platform.

There are no flowers on the high platform, only a microphone.

Li Huacheng stood up, and his whole body was instantly drenched by the wind and rain.

Li Huacheng held the microphone, his eyes were calm and dignified.

In the next second, his voice resounded throughout the square and throughout the world.

"You are all heroes of Central Continent and the pride of Central Continent."

"I am Li Huacheng. Today, at this very moment, I assure you in the name of President Zhongzhou that Zhongzhou will never let down any martyr, and will never let down any soldier."

"In this war, whether you are a survivor or a victim, Central Continent is proud of you."

"I am here today, with you, to send all the martyrs on their way."

Under the wind and rain, Li Huacheng's voice was clear and loud.

This speech of less than ten minutes had no passion, no passion, only calm and solemnity.

On the square, countless Snow Dance Legion began to turn and walked towards the Heroes Square in the city center.

Li Huacheng walked down the high platform, looked at the empty presidential palace, looked at the only intact room in sight, and was silent for a while.

"Go and see Tian Zong."

He looked at Li Tianlan with a calm tone.

Not a question.

Li Tianlan nodded, leading the way now.

At the funeral of the Snow Dance Corps, if there is a president, there must be a sword emperor, and there must be a sword emperor.

Wang Tianzong is still practicing calligraphy.

Everything in the outside world didn't seem to affect him in the slightest.

He stood at the desk with a pen in his hand, so focused.

When Li Tianlan and Li Huacheng walked in, he didn't look up, he just said casually, "You're here?"

"Just arrived."

Li Huacheng looked at the surrounding environment with a light smile, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are doing well here."

"It's naturally good to be able to cultivate one's body and mind."

Wang Tianzong spoke calmly, and wrote calmly.

A lot of rice paper has been scattered in the room, densely packed with themselves, with light and restrained strokes.

At the end of each word, there is one word.

Li Tianlan quietly looked at the countless rice papers covered with handwriting.

There was obviously no sword intent around him, but the power carried by each stroke made him feel breathless.

His eyes fell on the last word.

Wang Tianzong's last line is very short.

"How about my writing?"

he asked softly.

"Good word."

Li Tianlan nodded without hesitation, and said in affirmation.

"Is it a good word?"

Wang Tianzong smiled, and suddenly swung the pen in his hand.

One word is like a sword.

In an instant, Wang Tianzong seemed to have swung his sword in front of Li Tianlan.

Everything in front of him disappeared in front of Li Tianlan.

The house, the president, and the sword emperor completely dissipated.

There was only one sword left in his sight.

There is no sword energy, no killing intent, light and dignified, pure sword.

Li Tianlan suddenly closed his eyes.

His eyes seemed to be irritated by something, and tears were streaming down.

Wang Tianzong's voice rang in his ears: "I can achieve today's achievement, your sword is very important."

Li Tianlan laughed at himself.

That night, he and Wang Tianzong exchanged swords across half a city, but their fundamental purpose was to mislead Wang Tianzong.

But Wang Tianzong was never misled, instead he completed the sword, thus completely completed his own sword intent.

Li Tianlan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Tianzong.

Wang Tianzong's eyes were gentle and deep, like the sky and the sea, unfathomable.

"Don't dare to be."

Li Tianlan said calmly.

"This is true."

Wang Tianzong turned his head and picked up the word, and said quietly: "In return, I will give you this word."

Li Tianlan quietly looked at the words in Wang Tianzong's hand.

Rice paper was everywhere in the room, and Wang Tianzong's notes were everywhere.

But the notes are not the same, or rather, are decreasing.

Wang Tianzong's first painting is full of hundreds of words, and the number of words is less at the end.

At this moment, there are only two sentences left in Wang Tianzong's hand.

One stroke, simple but incomparably majestic.

The signature of the handwriting is Beihai Tianzong.

No last name.

With Beihai, there is no need for a surname.

Li Tianlan stared at the handwriting in front of him.

A few simple sentences, but it has exhausted the courage of the sword emperor.

The unparalleled sword in the world.

Eternal hero, I am number one.

With one stroke, the sword intent formed a storm, completely devouring Li Tianlan.

Eternal hero, I am number one.

"What a peerless sword."

Li Tianlan was silent for a long time before saying hoarsely: "Perfect."