The King of Special Warfare

The endgame is also a stalemate.

Any chess game will eventually be deadlocked.

The ups and downs on the chessboard seem to be clear at the end, but there are endless variables hidden on the remaining pieces, which are subtle and obscure.

Therefore, whether the chess game is tragic or peaceful, whether the chess style is fierce or forbearing, when it comes to the endgame stage, it is the situation created by the chess players.

No matter what the situation looks like to outsiders.

Only a chess player would know what it all means.

There are not many pieces on the chessboard.

Most of the chariots, horses and artillery were killed.

The fortune teller of red chess is disabled.

The two players of black chess are still guarding.

Red chess still has horse cannons, so far in the chess game, it can be said to be the most powerful killer.

However, a few pawns of black chess crossed the Chuhe-Han border, and there was a strong sense of oppression in every step.

Bai Zhanfang sat down on the sofa, watching the game without saying a word.

When the endgame has reached such a point, the role of the chess pieces is no longer significant, and the control of the chess game is the key to victory.

The two old chess players are extremely patient, thinking long and carefully, making moves carefully, step by step, and keep calm.

No matter how dire the situation is, all they want is victory.

How important is the role of those chess pieces that were thrown out of the chessboard before the victory, since they have already been out, it is not important to the victory or defeat.

Bai Zhanfang watched silently.

Time passed slowly.

The old people at both ends of the chessboard are moving slower and slower, and the number of pieces on the chessboard is gradually decreasing, and the large blank area reveals only solemnity.

"Draw."

Bai Zhanfang, who had been watching chess for a long time, finally spoke.

He doesn't know the mind of the chess player, but he can clearly see the result of the chess game.

"For disadvantaged parties,

A draw is a victory. "

The old man holding the red chess chuckled lightly.

The old man's beard and hair were all white, and even his face looked abnormally pale. His face was old, his eyes were dim, and he was dressed in plain clothes, making him look extremely haggard.

But his voice and demeanor were unusually calm.

That is the steadiness and composure accumulated over the years, and every move is shining with the light of wisdom.

"A draw is a draw. I am a soldier. To me, failure to destroy is a failure. It is the same on the chessboard, and it is also the same outside the chessboard. A tie is equal to coexistence. If it is an enemy, how can we coexist? It is best to kill them all."

The old man holding the black chess is dressed in a Tang suit, with a red face, including Bai Zhanfang. Among the three, he is not the youngest in actual age, but he looks the most vigorous and powerful. decision to kill.

"You are too murderous. Ordinary people are at a disadvantage, and the first thing they think about is how to survive. Once you are at a disadvantage, the first thing you think about is how to die with the other party. This is your family style, good or bad. Just now In a game of chess, if you can calm down, I have little chance of winning. But you are decisive, and you would rather lose your troops and lose your generals to the end. This is why I forced it into a draw. The chess game is so harmless. If it is placed outside the chessboard, the two How tragic is the game between the whole family to this extent?"

The haggard-looking old man sighed softly, looked at the opponent in front of him who was silent, smiled again and said: "However, a strong killing intent also has its advantages. If you didn't have this temperament, you wouldn't be able to cultivate the current Zhongzhou killing god. However, in many things, it is better to be tactful. If you are too strong, it is easy to be forced into a draw with pawns, or even turn defeat into victory."

"No way, your pawn is not ordinary."

The old man in Tang suit laughed, his tone knowing.

"My pawn has crossed the river now and will become your pawn. I hope he can be more aggressive under your influence, but it would be best if he can be more tactful at critical moments."

The old man said this quietly, his face becoming more and more haggard.

The old man in Tang suit held the chess and was silent.

Li Honghe.

Dongcheng cold light.

A former god of war protecting the country of Central Continent.

A former military executive minister of Central Continent.

Without anyone noticing, the two had secretly appeared in Youzhou, in the Baijia Manor before the high-level meeting started.

"Another round?"

Dongcheng Hanguang raised his head and glanced at Li Honghe with burning eyes.

Li Honghe said a lot.

Dongcheng Hanguang also listened to a lot, but for him, it was a bit aggrieved to play a draw in a situation where he had the advantage.

"Okay, it's the same for another round. It's been more than twenty years, how many times have you won?"

Bai Zhanfang said angrily, not showing any face to his in-laws, he added water to the teapot and changed the tea leaves, and the fragrance of tea began to waft in the living room again.

"It's not been down a few times."

Dongcheng Hanguang was dissatisfied.

"One game of chess a year, Tianlan is twenty-two years old this year. How many games do you count, and which one have you won?"

Bai Zhanfang was not polite at all.

"I haven't lost either."

Dongcheng Hanguang seemed a little annoyed.

Li Honghe smiled and waved his hands: "Hanguang and I have our own strengths. In some places I am not as good as him, and in some places he is not as good as me, so I chose to neutralize it back then."

He is telling the truth.

Sincerely.

From the year when the Li family collapsed to now, for twenty-two years, Li Honghe would come here every year to play a game of chess with Dongcheng Hanguang.

Twenty-two years, twenty-two draws.

It's all draw.

Li Honghe looked down at the chessboard, his eyes were a little dazed.

He was once the God of War in Central Continent, but even in his most glorious period, he never had any strong aggressiveness. He has lived a life of mediocrity, and when facing anything, his first reaction is not to win. Instead, summation.

Such a Central Continent God of War has naturally been brilliant, but there are not many achievements that can be remembered.

He was seeking peace, so he rarely won big victories, but in the years when he served as the God of War to protect the country, Zhongzhou had never been defeated.

At that time, Li Honghe was very stable.

Central Continent is also very stable, a little scary.

So until now, Li Honghe couldn't figure out why he had cultivated a son who was so aggressive and aggressive after spending his whole life in moderation.

Smooth, moderate, and summative.

This is the secret of Li Honghe's success.

No one doubts the secret of their success, at least until they fail.

So even though he discovered the undercurrent between the Li family and the Beihai Wang family back then, Li Honghe was still confident in his control, and he still tried to play a game of chess between the Beihai Wang family and the Li family.

But no one gave him the chance.

Li Kuangtu didn't give it, neither did Xia Zhi.

While he was still laying out the layout, the whole situation had already collapsed in an instant, the flood was raging, and it was beyond redemption.

The moderation he pursued and the chess he pursued were all so hesitant and hesitant in hindsight.

It was at that time that he finally began to reflect on whether there was something wrong with his handling method.

Looking at the whole world, he is definitely the best player at chess.

When he is at a disadvantage, he can tie the situation, which Dongcheng Hanguang can't do.

But when there is an advantage, Dongcheng Hanguang can destroy everything and smooth everything out. Li Honghe himself can't do this even if he asks himself.

With the advantage, if he came to play chess, I am afraid it will still be a draw, or even lose.

The collapse of the Li family back then was the result of his single-minded pursuit of peace when he had the upper hand.

It was precisely because of his awareness of his shortcomings that the Li family had such a delicate relationship with the Dongcheng family, the Bai family, and even the Zou family later.

Li Honghe silently put away the chessboard.

He looked at Bai Zhanfang who seemed preoccupied even though he was making tea, and said with a smile, "Is the meeting very lively?"

"It's more than lively."

Bai Zhanfang shook his head and didn't say much. Whether it was Dongcheng Hanguang or Li Honghe, they could get the detailed meeting content of the high-level meeting immediately. No one dared to deny his own achievements, just like the last Youzhou meeting, Li Huacheng personally supported Li Honghe when Li Honghe attended. Sometimes, in terms of status, Li Honghe is still the top giant who has retired, so for more than 20 years , Every time the content of the high-level meeting is held, the staff will sort it out and show it to him, but Li Honghe has never expressed any opinions.

"Tian Zong is in a hurry."

Li Honghe said quietly: "If he can be more patient, maybe there will be other results."

He was silent for a while, and then he laughed at himself: "Let him go. Snow Dance Legion is good, very suitable for the current Tianlan."

"The pure Snow Dance Legion is really good."

Bai Zhanfang looked at Li Honghe: "But what about Wang Tianzong and Gu Xingyun?"

"Let them go."

Li Honghe's tone was still calm: "I will stay in Youzhou for a few more days and visit some old friends from back then."

Bai Zhanfang and Li Honghe looked at each other.

Li Honghe's old friends back then, as long as they are still alive, are basically big bosses.

And he is also the retired leader of the Southeast Group.

"Brother wants to play a game with the younger generation of the Beihai Wang family himself?"

Dongcheng Hanguang hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"Where is my turn?"

Li Honghe chuckled lightly: "I will make some preparations. But this time in the chaos in Eastern Europe, the little girl surnamed Qin in Xue Country is the protagonist."

"Is everything safe?"

Bai Zhanfang asked with his eyes fixed.

"How can there be absolute certainty?"

Li Honghe shook his head: "Ten out of ten."

The bodies of Dongcheng Hanguang and Bai Zhanfang relaxed at the same time.

"Anyway... we were the ones who sought change at the expense of the Li family. The plan has reached the final stage, and we have no way out. If my brother can help us tide over this difficulty, such a great favor, the Dongcheng family will not appreciate it." report."

Dongcheng Hanguang was silent for a long time before speaking in a low tone.

Li Honghe shook his head, looked out of the window, and said softly: "Helping you is also helping me, Mrs. Li."

 …

The European sanctuary is extremely small in size.

But to some extent, Sanctuary can be regarded as one of the most terrifying countries in the world.

Because there is faith here.

And faith has no borders.

Belief.

This is a word that represents too many special meanings, it is sacred, it is a destination, it is worship, and it cannot be profaned.

It also means absolute madness.

This is a country built in the city of Seven Hills, the capital of Italy, a country within a country, and it is a holy place in the minds of nearly two billion believers around the world.

It was Qin Weibai's first visit to the sanctuary.

It can't be called an invitation, and it's not an uninvited guest.

It's more like a short-lived and natural cooperation between both parties under certain conditions.

There is a holy palace in the sanctuary.

The person living in the holy palace is the master of the holy domain and the spokesperson of the gods in the hearts of more than one billion believers.

The bright sun shone in front of the Holy Palace.

The ancient holy palace seems to be plated with a layer of gold in the sunlight, mysterious and majestic, with a solemn sense of history and time.

Qin Weibai stood quietly in front of the Holy Palace.

The sun fell on her and fell into the holy palace.

Both she and the Holy Palace have light.

Qin Weibai in this state is like a statue of a goddess standing in front of the holy palace.

Beautiful, flawless, and inviolable.

But it's kind of hollow.

Standing beside Qin Weibai, Lin Fengting looked at the majestic palace in front of him with playfulness in his eyes.

"This is my first time here."

Qin Weibai said softly, her eyes were a little dazed, as if she was holding back, but there was a clear sadness that seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

"I don't have any wine."

Lin Fengting joked, "Do you have a story?"

"No."

Qin Weibai smiled and shook his head, with a quiet tone: "I just remember that a long time ago, there was a man who promised his woman that he would let the master of this holy palace personally preside over their wedding in the opposite church .”

Lin Fengting's eyes were quiet and gentle, even a little gentle.

"Then this can be regarded as the highest standard grand wedding in any era. I thought so too when I was young, but unfortunately I didn't do it. He didn't do it either?"

Lin Fengting laughed softly.

"He did it."

Qin Weibai said, her eyes were a little cold: "But that woman gave up by herself."

Lin Fengting was stunned for a moment.

Qin Weibai didn't say much, she took a deep breath, and raised her hand to straighten the hair on her forehead.

Her movements are very slow, but her whole temperament is constantly changing with her raising her hand.

The void fades away.

Sadness disappears.

Trance fades.

There was a wind under the sun in front of the Holy Palace.

The wind blew through her long hair, and the blue hair flew up.

It seemed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Weibai's demeanor became extremely cold and holy.

That is a kind of lofty arrogance.

Or arrogance.

Arrogance is a sin.

In front of this holy palace where the most humble thing is to be maintained, Qin Weibai is only arrogant.

She walked slowly into the holy palace.

The crisp sound of the high heels hitting the ground of the Holy Palace was very proud and enchanting.

A masked holy palace guard came over.

He seemed to know the purpose of Qin Weibai and others' visit, he saluted, and then led the way silently.

In the study room of the Holy Palace, where infinite knowledge and wisdom have accumulated, an old man in a moon-white robe stood quietly in front of the door, looking at Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting who were leading by the guards, with a subtle and gentle smile .

The old man's appearance is not handsome, but his face is extremely warm, his figure is not tall, white robe, silver hair, neat and clean.

A black cross hung on his chest, against the background of the white robe, it had a full visual impact.

Holding a heavy book in his hand, he stood in front of the door as if he was standing on the edge of the sky.

It was an indescribable sense of distance.

Also an indescribable old man.

Qin Weibai walked up to the old man and looked up into his eyes.

True arrogance has never been exaggerated, but a kind of silence and indifference when facing the sacred, the supreme, and the glory.

The old man is still laughing.

His eyes are as deep as the sea, wise and deep.

Elegant, kind, gentle, wise.

Like a god.

"Please come in."

The old man waved his hand to signal the guards to leave, looked at Qin Weibai and smiled.

Qin Weibai walked forward in silence, and walked into the study that was tantamount to glory and wisdom.

The study room is simple and unadorned, just like the holy palace, only old and heavy.

"You amaze me. Amazed at your beauty, amazed at your intelligence, amazed at your decisiveness. But you also amaze me because of your arrogance."

Still holding the book, the old man stood in front of Qin Weibai and said softly.

His voice was gentle and quiet, but powerful.

It was not force, but an indescribable heaviness and oppression, as if his words could determine the fate of everyone.

"I don't like it here."

Qin Weibai said, her Latin is fluent and cold.

She sat down in front of the old man with an indifferent expression.

The old man in white robe was not angry, but asked softly: "You have no faith?"

"have."

Qin Weibai nodded: "I only believe in my man."

The old man looked at Qin Weibai quietly and remained silent for a long time.

Qin Weibai looked at the old man, her eyes were extremely aggressive.

she sits.

He is standing.

So Qin Weibai looked at him and wanted to look up.

But at this moment, she is like a queen who rules the world, awe-inspiring and noble.

"Still arrogant."

The old man said calmly.

Qin Weibai didn't speak, but quietly stretched out his hand.

She came here because she wanted to see what she wanted to see. If the old man gave it to her, the cooperation this time would be considered a pleasure.

The old man didn't hesitate, but just handed the heavy book in his hand to Qin Weibai, and said softly: "The Lord is merciful, you should thank the Lord."

Qin Weibai did not speak, but took the book from the old man's hand.

The book is extremely thick, and the cover is even more eerie black.

This is a book known in the dark world. For hundreds of years, the content has been changing, but the cover will never change.

This is the famous "Heretics Register" in the Holy Palace.

It records every single person most likely to cause great chaos in every era.

To put it bluntly, it is every master.

Qin Weibai opened the book and said calmly, "I came here because of the chaos in Eastern Europe."

"The Lord gave you the roster because of the chaos in Eastern Europe."

The old man smiled quietly, but there was a light of wisdom in his eyes.

Qin Weibai raised his head and glanced at him.

She flipped through the names on the first page of the roster.

His list is on the second page.

There is a letter in the first place on the second page, and there are Chinese characters at the same time.

The Sword Emperor of Central Continent, Wang Tianzong.

Under this name, the outside world can collect all the information about Wang Tianzong.

Qin Weibai looked down at the documents.

The old man looked down at Qin Weibai.

Qin Weibai stretched out his hand.

Her fingers are slender and delicate, as beautiful as jade, seeming to be shining with jade light.

She raised her fingers lightly, but it didn't turn the page.

Instead, he calmly but quickly tore off the entire page.

The pages of the book fluttered in the air and fell into the hands of the old man.

"guilty."

Qin Weibai said.

Her cold voice sounded in the study, but it seemed to shake the entire dark world.

The old man caught the pages of the book and smiled calmly: "There should be a trial."

Qin Weibai continued to turn the pages.

A page had been torn out.

There is also a name on the page, with very little information.

Lixi, Mrs. Li's Young Lady, wife of the Lord of Kunlun City.

"guilty."

Qin Weibai said.

The old man caught the page again and said with a smile, "There should be a trial."

The pages continued to turn.

Irene Jintong Grand Duke Wang Rothschild, Queen of Shadows.

Pages were torn off.

"guilty."

"Should be judged."

The patriarch of the Jiang family in South America, Jiang Qiansong.

"guilty."

"Should be judged."

The pages of the book continued to turn.

The pages of the book in the old man's hands are getting thicker and thicker.

Each one should be judged.

Qin Weibai tore off a page again.

The Templar Commander, Chaos.

"guilty."

The old man caught the page, glanced at it calmly, and said with a smile: "The Lord will take back the glory bestowed on him. He should be judged."

Qin Weibai raised his head and looked at the old man.

"Where's the Lord's sword and knight?"

She asked straight to the point.

Judgment is not preaching.

It is redemption, it is purification.

But at the end of the day, judgment is judgment.

A sword is needed, a knight is needed, strength is needed.

The old man looked into Qin Weibai's eyes and said calmly, "I will crown Aresis."

Qin Weibai looked at the old man.

After a long time, she nodded.

She, who has always been arrogant, bowed slightly, and her noble head seemed to be lowered a little: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

His Majesty.

There are two His Majesties who are known all over the world.

His Majesty the Sword Emperor of the North Sea Province of Central Continent.

And another one.

It is His Majesty the Pope in the Sanctuary Palace!

The sanctuary was originally the headquarters of the Holy See.

The old man picked up a scepter, put it on top of Qin Weibai's head, and said with a smile, "The Lord appreciates the humble."

Qin Weibai lowered her head, her eyes were on the ground, her eyes were indifferent.

She is never humble, but when she needs to bow her head, she will temporarily bow her head.

She needs the power of the Holy See, just like he needs the Forest Clan, the Dark Knights, and all the power.

Her goal has never been purely on Wang Tianzong.

What she was looking at was the entire dark world.

In the chaos of Eastern Europe, she will also judge the entire dark world!

The world is guilty.

shall all be judged.

The pope put away the scepter.

Qin Weibai stood up and left the study in silence.

The old man stared down at the pages of the book in his hand with deep eyes.

A tall guard walked into the study.

"I can't stand her arrogance."

The guard's eyes were angry: "Profanity! She puts herself in a higher position than you. This is blasphemy! I refuse any cooperation with heretics."

"I promised her that I will crown you."

The Pope looked at the pages of the book in his hand, and pointed out the door with the hand holding the scepter: "Go out."

The guard's face changed, and he suppressed his anger and walked out of the study.

He can occasionally reject the Pope.

But he could not refuse the scepter in the Pope's hand.

That represents a higher power than the pope.

The pope carefully put down the pages in his hand, and picked up the heretical register.

The roster is thick.

So Qin Weibai didn't make it to the end.

The Pope turned to the penultimate page of the roster in silence.

The information on that page is equally simple.

Qin Weibai, the will of the Palace of Reincarnation.

The pope narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently tore off the pages, and placed them in the stack of pages that needed to be judged.

His eyes were slightly relaxed, and he chuckled: "The guilty should be judged."