Data Wasteland

West of the Eastern Plain, within Tianqin.

After several rounds of indiscriminate bombardment with guns and ammunition, the fields once fragrant with flowers and plants became devastated, the ground was full of craters, and the soil with grass roots turned over and over again, as if it had been ploughed by hundreds of cows in turn. .

Looking down from a height, the temporarily dug trenches criss-cross, like scars on the ground.

Tides of soldiers came from all directions, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller. The defenders in the trenches resisted desperately, even if they were deeply encircled and their lives were cut off, they still fought bravely and tried their last breath.

"Report to the commander of the army, the seventh elite armored division of the Tianqin First Army, all ammunition has been exhausted, and all members are requesting to charge!"

"allow!"

As the commander's saber fell, the tank and mecha with only the last tank of fuel roared, the accelerator stepped on to the bottom, the horsepower was fully opened, and a large amount of black smoke rushed toward the enemy's formation.

Encircled under heavy siege, the ammunition is exhausted. If they were replaced by someone else, they might have surrendered long ago, but this is an army that bears the humiliation of ruining the country. Only blood can wash away the shame!

They were determined to die. They used bayonets when they had no ammunition, and their teeth when they were broken, like a group of wild beasts.

The fierce fighting was raging, and there was beautiful percussion music in the army. Ding ding dong dong, clear as spring water, refreshing. In a noisy and chaotic environment, it penetrates all obstacles and disturbances like a natural sound, reaching the deepest part of the soul.

It was the Tianqin swordman who played the final movement with his music box.

"The sound of the piano is endless, and the brave will not die!"

"Long live Tianqin!"

The soldiers chanted slogans, rushed out of the trenches one after another, and slew towards the enemy.

The fighting has continued to the present, and seven hours have passed, and the original 350,000 people only have less than 100,000.

However, when the soldiers of Tianqin were determined to die in their lives and restore the country's dignity, the opponent stopped attacking without warning.

Step back in place for a few kilometers without moving.

Seeing such a scene, all Tianqin's soldiers were stunned, and their faces were all puzzled. It's like a person just made up his mind to die with a stronger opponent than himself, but before rushing over, the opponent suddenly turned around and ran away.

A few minutes later, the messenger ran to Shu Mu Bingchen and stood at attention to salute, "Report to the major general, the enemy is coming, they, they..."

The messenger seemed to hesitate, and paused for several seconds before saying, "They ask for negotiation!"

"Who meant?" Shu Mu Bingchen asked, afraid that the other party would not understand, and added, "Is it the chief or the prime minister?"

"It's the treacherous official, Chen Xing!" Chuan Lingbing said through gritted teeth, with hatred in his eyes.

Shu Mu Bingchen raised his head and stared at the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere, and the smoke had not yet dissipated. He was silent for a long time, then gently patted the hand of the maid on the back of the wheelchair, and said softly, "Let's go, we will meet The Prime Minister of Blue City!"

After a while, the maid pushed the wheelchair through the criss-cross trenches, through countless corpses, countless mechas and the remains of chariots, and came to the center of the battlefield.

Two people stood opposite, a man and a woman. The woman is heroic, neatly dressed in a general uniform, heroic, and very heroic.

The man looks very young, twenty-five or six-year-old, but has a temperament far beyond his age, his face is calm, his eyes are sharp, like an eagle resting on a treetop, quiet and introverted. There is no mountain, no dew, it seems ordinary, but it makes people feel daunting.

The half of the female's lagging man's body is obviously headed by the other side.

"Are you Chen Xing?" Shu Mu Bingchen asked, looking at the young man opposite.

"You are Shu Mu Bingchen?" Chen Xing replied.

These two sentences are very unnutritive, but in the place where they have just experienced a fierce battle, when they are said from the mouths of the coaches of both sides, they don't have any deep meaning.

In the voice, there was both emotion and sigh. For a long time in the past, they have studied each other and guessed each other's thoughts. It is both familiar and unfamiliar.

"I won't say anything extra." Chen Xing opened the door and pointed at the right finger on the wheelchair, "Join us, you are the general of Tianqin!"

Shu Mu Bingchen was puzzled, "Isn't I the general of Tianqin now?"

Chen Xing narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I said you are, you are."

Shu Mu Bingchen smiled, that smile was very complicated, with bitterness, helplessness, anger and disdain.

He looked at each other, his smile gradually cold and disappeared, "Sir, if someone breaks into your home, kills your father, rapes your sister, plunders your family property, and in turn, treats what belongs to you as a reward. For you, how would you feel?"

Chen Xing had expected Shu Mu Bingchen to say that, and sighed, and said, "Friend, times have changed."

"Stinking about the past will not produce any value."

"What we need, or say..." Chen Xing paused, "Lord of Tianqin, your sister, Shu Mu Xiangling, what she needs is the future, not the past."

"The only thing we can do now is to turn the old page over like a book, and then greet a new beginning." He looked into the eyes of the second prince Lyra, "You said, right?"

Shu Mu Bingchen lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again, staring at Chen Xing with a pair of icy eyes, "Maybe..."

"What you said is right." Shu Mu Bingchen nodded, as if agreeing to understand. But the next sentence has a sudden change in style.

"In a world of traitors, there is no hatred that cannot be forgotten, and there is no family affection, friendship, or faith that cannot be given up." Shu Mu Bingchen said lightly, "Am I right, the former expeditionary army." Commander, now the Prime Minister of Ice Blue City?"

Speaking sharply, poking straight into the pain. Such a naked sarcasm, ordinary people would have been furious. Fortunately, Chen Xing III was a man with an unusually tough mind. In addition, he usually honed with those female robbers and female bullies with a thick skin that was as thick as a city wall, otherwise he would have drawn a knife and hacked people.

"presumptuous!"

Chen Xing was embarrassed, and suddenly there was a scolding sound behind him. The sound was clear and translucent, echoing in the sky. His eyes lit up suddenly, thinking that this female subordinate is still good and knows how to protect the boss's face.

"Shu Mu Bingchen, do you know who you are talking to!" Bai Ye Fenghua stepped forward, pressing the hilt of his sword, and sternly asked.

She pointed to Chen Xing, "In front of you is the invincible arrow of the army, the owner of the Kingdom Ring, the conqueror of Silver Claw and Lyra, and the Prime Minister of Ice Blue City!"

"Although..." At this point, Bai Ye Fenghua clearly paused, seeming to be thinking about the wording.

"Although the Prime Minister is a bit lustful and sometimes unreasonable, but..." She paused again, her eyebrows frowned, as if she was racking her brains to think about the words, "but..."

"But, the Prime Minister is a good person!"

Hearing this, Chen Xing's entire face went black.

"Okay!" He shook his hand vigorously, and stopped the other party. "We are here today, are we here to talk?" He pointed his finger down and pointed to the ground, "We are here to solve the problem today!"

Shu Mu Bingchen's words made him feel uncomfortable, but Bai Ye Fenghua's words made him want to vomit blood. Saying he is lustful, and sending him a good person card, isn't this discrediting him?

Such subordinates are really doing less!

Chen Xing looked up at the Tianqin army's position and said slowly, "I know, you are determined to die and want to restore the dignity of the country and the royal family."

"But, have you ever thought about it, are you really good for the future of Tianqin and the future of Shu Mu's family for the funeral of so many outstanding Tianqin warriors?"

Chen Xing looked serious and thoughtful, but the other party didn't eat this set at all, and said coldly, "I heard that the Prime Minister is hypocritical. I saw it today and it turned out to be true."

Chen Xing's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was provoked repeatedly. If it was left before, perhaps the low-level mercenary captain would endure and seek a relatively good result, but now he is the prime minister with all the power, and he has a temper. , Immediately showed a fierce look and warned:

"Shu Mu Bingchen, think about it, this may be your last chance!"

Shu Mu Bingchen looked proudly, "If I need such an opportunity, I won't stay."

"I want the Lyra warrior behind me to surrender, yes, I'll give you a chance!" He looked at each other and said word by word, "Fight with me, win, take people away, lose, save your life. Down!"

Chen Xing put his arms around his chest and looked at the young man in the wheelchair silently, without expressing his position for a long time.

"Why, don't you dare?" Shu Mu Bingchen gave a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"presumptuous!"

Bai Ye Fenghua reprimanded again, "What qualifications do you have to challenge our Prime Minister. The Prime Minister is the Prime Minister of Ice Blue City, the commander of the entire army of the Queen. You are just a defeated general, a dog of subjugation, and a handful of remnants and defeated generals. , The difference between cloud and mud, what qualifications do you have!"

She strode forward, pressing the hilt with her hand, "If you really want to fight, this princess can accompany you!"

While speaking, her whole body was tumbling, her long hair fluttered, and a pair of knight armor slowly emerged, with golden carvings and silver breastplate, simple and elegant, gorgeous and extraordinary.

This is the sanctuary armed with the glory of the White Night, Princess Yinhui!

Shu Mu Bingchen did not move his eyes, still watching Chen Xing, "This is my condition, the only condition."

Seeing that the opponent didn't look at him, Bai Ye Fenghua suddenly exploded, with a bang, the sword came out, the waist was lowered, the hind legs were bent, and it was about to be ejected.

But seeing Chen Xing stretched out his hand to block Bai Ye Fenghua, he slowly spit out two words, "Retreat."

Bai Ye Fenghua was stunned, then retracted the sword back to its sheath, bowed and saluted, and then retreated a few meters.

Judging from the situation of Chen Xing's previous fight with Shu Mu Bingchen, Bai Ye Fenghua is very likely not the opponent. On the other hand, his purpose is to surrender the opponent, it would be better to play in person.

Taking a step back, even if he is invincible, his teleportation can still retreat.

The atmosphere became extremely quiet, only air was flowing.

"I hope that this is a game up to the point, and we can all survive." Chen Xing said.

Shu Mu Bingchen did not answer, but silently took out the music box and put it on his knees.