Most of my life, I am facing multiple-choice questions.

However, there are always a few moments, seconds, and a few blink of an eye, and you have no choice in your life.

Just like Qingshi at this moment, Qingzhen knew that this huge consortium was rumbling into the darkness like the setting sun, but he had no other choice.

However, when there is only one road left in front of you, you no longer hesitate or hesitate.

Because you have nothing to do except move forward.

Just in this ginkgo manor, Zhou Qi asked: "Since you already have plans in your mind, when will we leave? We have to leave all of you. Why don't you leave early? What are you waiting for?"

"It's not that I'm waiting for something," Qingzhen suddenly laughed: "It's that we can't leave now, and Zero will not let me go."

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows: "It hasn't hit here yet. We want to withdraw from the northwest. Why should it stop us?"

"I said that you can't be lucky to be an enemy of artificial intelligence," Qingzhen said: "When you went to the Central Plains before, a monster ran out of the mountain and went to the north to stop Ren Xiaosu. I think Ren Xiaosu shouldn't have killed it, but after you came back, the monster never appeared again, and no one knew where it was."

Moreover, the Ginkgo Manor has been monitored by countless eagles and falcons near it, and Qingzhen's every move can't escape the other party's sight now.

Qingzhen didn't plan to care, because it didn't make sense.

Zhou Qi curled his lips: "If you don't leave now, won't you be able to leave in the future? Anyway, I won't care about you at that time. When the disaster really comes, I will burrow into the river."

Qingzhen said: "Don't worry, I reached an agreement with Northwest a year ago."

Luo Lan was stunned for a moment: "A year ago? Wasn't that when Zhou Qi and I went to the northwest? You didn't go either. We, on behalf of Qing, only talked about trade and did not mention anything else... Wait, was that girl who spoke to Zhang Jinglin on your behalf?"

Qingzhen stopped talking.

A year ago, in order to connect the Qing family with the Northwest Railway, Luo Lan and Zhou Qi sent a girl to the Northwest as hostage.

At that time, Luo Lan told Xu Xianchu that this was the girl Qingzhen liked, and Zhou Qi was curious, why did he never know this?

In fact, Luo Lan was not very clear about this matter. The information he knew was told by Qingzhen.

Before sending the girl to the northwest, Luo Lan only saw the girl on both sides, and he never felt much at ease about this matter, so that during this year, he almost forgot that such a person existed.

Now it seems that the girl went to the northwest at that time, her purpose was not that simple.

This year seemed to coincide with the time when the underground tunnel was dug by barrier No. 61, which means that Qingzhen was fully prepared to deal with artificial intelligence at that time.

...

Behind the Sanshan Defense Line, Qingyi stood beside the huge sand table and frowned.

The sand table this time is different from what he has seen in the past. The red flag represents the deployment of the Qing family's troops, while the blue flag represents the imaginary enemy.

In the past, on the sand table of Qing's family, there were always more red flags on our side, which looked very oppressive.

However, this time, the blue flag representing the enemy was almost filled with areas outside the Sanshan defense line.

Qingyi was a little tired in this battle because they knew nothing about the enemy.

When fighting against Li and Yang, Qingyi knew exactly how to fight, what was the opponent's weakness and advantages.

But the crowd controlled by artificial intelligence actually made Qingyi feel powerless. All the efforts he made seemed to be just to lose.

However, whenever Qingyi checks the reports of each combat sequence, he always feels amazing.

The powerful micro-operation displayed by artificial intelligence on the battlefield is beyond the reach of human beings. The other party has never used any strange strategies or even used any despicable means. It completely uses open and precise operation methods to erode the Qing army bit by bit.

Originally, Qingyi thought that the other party would control the elderly and children to rush forward, or even control them to cry, in order to penetrate the psychological defense of the Qing soldiers.

Let me ask, no matter how hard an ordinary soldier is, he will feel soft when he sees the old man and the child crying and helping him.

However, the other party did not use this method, but used its powerful computing power to seize more than 40 positions in the Sanshan Defense Line in one day.

This command ability made Qingyi feel that the other party's fighting style had a strange beauty when he was examining the sand table.

The power of the 152mm howitzer on the battlefield is terrifying, but the opponent is not even afraid of covering the firepower.

Qingyi suddenly remembered what Qingzhen said: When humans compete with artificial intelligence, the ability displayed by the other party is something you never dared to imagine before. When you review the game, you will be amazed that Go can actually play like this.

Until now, Qingyi was amazed that it turned out that war could be fought like this.

Qingyi has lived in the military camp with his uncle since he was a child. He likes the army and also likes to learn military affairs.

Qingzhen had asked him what dreams he had before, but Qingyi said that he wanted to be a famous general in the world.

Qingzhen smiled and said at that time, helping him realize this wish.

Later, after Qingzhen became the lord of the Qing clan, he indeed fulfilled his promise.

Qingyi has outstanding command talent, and even if the three armies are in his hands, he can manage them in an orderly manner.

When Qingzhen was harvesting Li and Yang, he did not take any action. It was all controlled by Qingyi alone, and eventually the Southwest War was perfectly concluded.

However, Qingyi knew his flaws, and his abilities may be reflected more in the detailed management of military affairs than in the game on the battlefield.

He did not have the will of Zhang Jinglin, did not have Qingzhen's plan for the future, and did not have the final plan for thousands of miles, nor did he have the Jing Taowei strategy of Wang Shengzhi.

As time went by, he gradually realized that he might not be able to become a famous general in the world in his life.

In this era, he is destined to be a supporting role.

Just like life, after the growth of spring, summer, autumn and winter, young people must understand that youth, sweat, and blood may not necessarily bring the dream they most hope for.

But so what? Qingyi smiled and said to the confidential secretary beside him: "Call the Chief of Staff here, I want to re-form the combat plan. This time, we will give up the 171 position directly."

Although you will always lose, before losing this war, Qingyi must use everything he sees and learns to the extreme.

...

The Northwest retreat plan was relatively smooth. Wang Yuexi divided the retreating civilians into six groups and left one after another. In this way, the pressure on the supply station would not be so great, and the evacuated people would be more stable.

Wang Yun counted the direction of the key gate to pass one person every 2.7 seconds, and this ordered speed was in line with their plan.

If there are no other accidents, barrier No. 144 can be evacuated within about three days.

Originally, it took longer to pass the Key Gate, but many people gave up on the way of the Key Gate and followed their families on a hiking retreat.

Some people also wanted to donate their vehicles at home because they heard that the Sixth Field Division would stay and fight against the enemy, and the vehicles were a little insufficient.

Zhang Xiaoman refused all of this. After all, cars did not help the war, and the number was a bit small.

Not many people can own cars these days.

At this moment, Wang Fugui was in a small tavern, hosting the big merchants of the Southwest Chamber of Commerce.

This is the small restaurant that Wang Fugui asked everyone to help build water conservancy, but now the owner and the staff of this restaurant have all left the No. 144 barrier in the second batch.

Wang Fugui was dressed in a simple dress and cut mutton and mutton chops with his own hands, then threw them into the pot with green onions, ginger, garlic and other seasonings, waiting for the mutton in the pot to simmer slowly.

He put the bone-clearing knife on the chopping board, then wiped the blood from his hands with a smile: "Everyone, after this meal, we will evacuate with the third batch. We should meet again in the 178 Fortress. I have talked with the young marshal, please rest assured that your property will be guaranteed even in the war. I have also said hello to the black market."

The big businessmen's expressions were a little calmer. In troubled times, the rich people were of course most worried about their property.

Although the 178 Fortress has never done anything to confiscate the house for no reason, other consortiums have done it, so everyone is very worried at this time.

But now with Wang Fugui's guarantee, they are willing to believe that young marshal once.

Of course, there is nothing we can do if we don’t believe it.

Since Wang Fugui hit them last time, these business tycoons were all honest. When the young marshal went to inspect the river embankment and water conservancy, they wanted to go to the river embankment to carry sandbags to show their loyalty.

In fact, after the loyalty is in place, the benefits assigned to them by Wang Fugui will naturally be in place.

This time, Wang Fugui killed sheep and removed bones, but everyone was not as nervous as the last time. Instead, someone asked: "President Wang, just say whatever you want. We will never be stingy if we have it."

After Wang Fugui wiped his hands, he sat in his main seat, and then sighed with a frown: "Everyone also knows that my relationship with the Young Marshal is not comparable to ordinary people. I am his shopkeeper, and he is my boss. The boss has trouble in his heart, so I, the shopkeeper, naturally have to share his worries."

There was silence in the small restaurant, and only Wang Fugui's speech was left: "You are going to retreat this time, but do you know that the Sixth Field Division will stay and fight? If you can retreat smoothly, the protection of the Northwest Army is absolutely indispensable. Let's say with conscience, who has the Northwest Army treated badly? Who has the Northwest Army exploited? Did the Northwest Army not fulfill its responsibilities?"

The big merchants looked at each other, and one of the older ones said, "Brother Wang, we can understand what you said. It is indeed thanks to the Northwest Army to live a good life in the past two years."

"Well," Wang Fugui said: "It's good for everyone to understand this."

"What kind of support does Brother Wang need us to do?"

"Car," Wang Fugui narrowed his eyes and said, "Now that the war is coming, we are naturally unable to use the trucks we used to and from the Central Plains, but the vehicles are useless. Why donate these vehicles for the time being so that the Northwest military can be used?"

The big dealers were shocked. For business like theirs, trucks were the lifeblood of their business.

Only when you have a car can you get goods. It can even be said that you can only get the person who helps you with your car.

Wang Fugui is too cruel now and he actually takes away all these trucks as soon as he opens his mouth.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Wang Fugui picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "I have no benefits to give it to everyone this time, but this war has broken out. What business do you have? You can't just enjoy the good policies of the Northwest day by day. In the end, I don't want to do anything for the Northwest. There is no such good thing. Now I'm here to discuss with you. After the war, I, Wang Fugui, will naturally tell the young marshal about these things. The young marshal is not a kind person and will not treat you badly."

Someone hesitated and said, "But..."

Wang Fugui paused the teacup on the table and his face gradually calmed down: "It's nothing. I helped you to squeeze out laborers earlier. I helped you solve it. If you want to get land and approve it, the Northwest Army has also supported you happily. Now, please help with this little thing, and the Northwest Army will pay you the fees."

“We ask for payment in gold,” said a businessman.

Wang Fugui shook his head: "You can't trust the Northwest Army. There is no gold, only the Northwest currency issued by the 178 Fortress Bank."

While talking, there were crowds of people outside the window of the small restaurant, and everyone clearly saw teams of soldiers surrounding the small restaurant.

Wang Fugui said: "Why are you lucky to lose your horse? What do you think?"

The older businessman hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course we are willing to support the Northwest Army with all our strength. President Wang, just make the charter."

Wang Fugui nodded and walked outside: "Then I'm not polite. Take the mutton in the pot by myself, I'll leave in advance."
To be continued...