The hood on the front is tightly attached to the material of the skirt.
Tallulah and the boy on the opposite seat stared at each other.
"You are the leader, I think you should calm down."
She said seriously, her silver-gray eyes were very clear.
He let go of his knees with his hands and got off the chair. grab, grab, grab
"Get up, follow me, take a deep breath, and then..."
There was a rustling sound in the room.
From time to time, there were some rough breathing sounds.
The boy's heavy breathing and the girl's slight panting seemed to complement each other.
When the door was pushed open, Xiboril, dressed in military uniform, appeared at the door. He saw the two people inside, doing a half-squatting posture, with a relaxed look on their faces.嘘戅戅
It's just like a person who has been constipated for a long time and suddenly has a bowel movement, excreting difficult and dirty things from the body. But it's a smelly picture, and it's still X2.
"What are you two doing?"
Hyboril asked.
"He is a little troubled and a little anxious. I am teaching him a luck method of holding his breath and adjusting his mentality."
Tallulah explained, seeming to realize that her current movements were a bit indecent. She quickly stood up straight, coughed lightly, pointed at the young man next to her who was still doing a half-squat and exhaled, and introduced it to Xiboril.
"This is what I learned when I was a child, before I came to Ursus, from an old iron-eating beast who taught boxing in the martial arts hall over Longmen."
"It works, doesn't it?!"
Tallulah asked the young man, Wu Ke scratched his head, as if he did feel a smooth feeling just now, especially when he exhaled, he felt as if he could spit something out from his mouth and nose, as long as he let the energy inside his body Join the running.
"Troubled? Anxious? Are you talking about him?"
Xiboril's eyelids twitched, he closed the door and walked into the room, pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
"I don't think a person who thinks of a problem and then throws it to me and asks me to come up with ideas to solve it will be troubled and anxious every day."
A look of confusion appeared on Tallulah's face, and Wu Ke hurriedly approached Xiboril.
"Military advisor, do you have an idea?"
Xiboril nodded.
"According to your needs, to obtain additional supplies, to limit the current chaotic situation in the north, and to prevent this turmoil from continuing to expand and affect more innocent people, I have thought about it and there is only one way, but..."
Hyboril suddenly stopped.
"Military advisor, don't try to show off. Quickly come up with the good idea in your mind and tell me about it."
Wu Ke was a little anxious, and reached out to grab her wrist. The force was moderate, not too hard to break the arm, but it still made the other party feel a heavy force.
Xiboril tried to pull her hand away, but it turned out to be motionless and unable to break away. The corner of her mouth twitched: "I won't show off, but I have one condition."
"As long as it's reasonable and not excessive, let alone one condition, even ten conditions, I will agree to them all."
Wu Ke said as he patted his chest.
"That's good. My conditions are reasonable. I need you to guarantee in the name of your SB that no matter how far our organization will develop in the future, my clan can occupy a place in it and will not be excluded. In your eyes, Like all infected people, they can live equally in this northern snowfield."
"I, SB, promise!"
"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused by you. Xiboril, haven't your clans always existed equally in the snowy plains of the north? Why do you need his guarantee?"
"It's different. Minorities will also be racially discriminated against by the majority. After subverting the ruling class in the north, I'm not sure whether this situation will change. Whether it will get better or worse, I don't know. , so I need to get a guarantee."
Tallulah was even more confused: "Subvert the ruling class in the north?"
"Yes, a week ago, he came to me and told me that he was dissatisfied with the current chaotic situation in the North. He wanted me to come up with ideas to end the chaos in the North as soon as possible. He also wanted me to solve the problem of the guerrillas. The problem of not keeping up with supplies.
After much thought, the only solution I came up with was to control the Northern Territory. If you want to control the Northern Territory, you must first overthrow the original ruling class here. The Ursus officialdom represented by the upper class power. "
"You mean, use war methods?"
Tallulah's expression turned serious.
"No, the plan of fighting and killing has long been outdated. What I want to say now is a brand new version of the plan that you have never heard of."
"New version plan?"
Tallulah was a little confused.
"Let me call it that, or so!"
"You understand, you're just making excuses? You're just someone who listens to the tune but not the propaganda, just like me!"
"Although I am in the Ursus camp, my heart is within the organization. I am a loyal organization operator."
"The most important thing about this Infernal Affairs plan is to develop the middle and lower-level managers in the ruling structure of the powerful people in the north, or to replace them with people from our side."
It must be said that Wu Ke, who originally led the guerrillas, repeatedly switched his identity between the New Deal Disciplinary Team and the Snowfield guerrillas, which gave Xibolier a great inspiration.
After the old and new parties fought, the bureaucracy in the north also exposed many problems.
In many Ursus official departments in the north, the staff are not monolithic at all.
Although they are in the same department, they belong to different factions. There are too many people with different intentions.
And this just happened to make Xiberil see an opportunity to exploit every opportunity.
"Controlling the situation in the north may be easier than we thought. We just need to work together to put on a big show!"
"The main actors in this drama, apart from those guys who are destined to be deceived by us, are you, me, him, and the old man Bozoukas from the guerrillas."
Xiboril pointed at Tallulah, himself, and Wu Ke in turn, and then pointed his thumb in the direction of the snowfield.
. . . .
It's Sunday time again, and Earl Carter's Mansion is as usual. A group of old party representatives are gathering here for their weekly meeting.
Grab, grab, grab. They were discussing what attitude they should adopt to deal with the new party's further aggression in the past week.
However, today, we have a special guest here.
"Who is this?"
Seeing the tall figure in black robe walking into the conference room, an old party representative asked.
But before Earl Carter, who was at the head of the table, could introduce who the person was, the tall figure who walked in spoke first: "I am the leader of the snowfield guerrillas and your collaborator on the snowfield."
"Collaborator?"
Everyone in the old party present looked at each other, some were confused, and some frowned.
"How could a wanted criminal from the empire appear here?"
昘戅chasing books and reading&#戅. There was a sharp voice, and a fat representative of the old party took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, spread it out and covered his mouth and nose, as if he smelled some garbage or dirt. .
"Baron Feeney, you've passed. Your Excellency Bodrokas was a well-known figure in the army before he left the empire, and he is indeed an important ally of ours in the snowfield now."
"Important ally? Ha~"
Baron Feeney sneered a little. Before the guerrillas paid the severance package, he might pretend to give them a good look.
But after the guerrillas began to pay severance pay, the black factory he opened was affected, and it gradually became unable to recruit cheap infected miners.
With his interests being harmed, the baron would certainly not have a good look on behalf of Bozokas, the apparent culprit.
There were many people like him here, but they didn't show it in front of Earl Carter. They just looked at Bozhuo Kastei coldly.
"With all due respect, Lord Carter, a wanted criminal has no right to stay here!"
Someone else said.
"Your Excellency Captain, you have seen that many of us here do not welcome you. If you have nothing important to do, then I can only ask the butler to ask you out."
Earl Carter said lightly that he was also a little dissatisfied with the guerrillas' nosy behavior of paying sufficient severance pay to those infected.
"Is this really good, rejecting a good offer in person and wanting to help your old party to deal with the strong fighting power of the new party?"
Bodrokasti's calm voice sounded in the conference room.
"Your Excellency, Captain, you mean that your Snowfield guerrillas are willing to help us deal with those New Party guys?"
"Why not, those people are our common enemies."
The Snowfield Guerrillas were not involved in the dispute between the old and new parties. It was more like an internal fight.
But now this snowfield guerrilla force suddenly expressed its willingness to help, which forced the members of the old party forces here to think more about things.
"Of course, this kind of treatment is not free. I hope that your old party group can use more supplies to hire our snowfield guerrillas for a long time.
During my employment, I will lead my troops to attack private mines owned by the new party.
If a large number of private mines fall, it will probably be a big blow to the power of the New Party. "
"I see, your idea is to use the excuse of dealing with them during the struggle between our two parties to obtain supplies from us?"
"I am a Sakaz. Sakaz is most famous for being a mercenary. Whether you want to hire me or not is up to you."
"But I want to mention here that the cost of hiring our snowfield guerrillas will be smaller than the price you pay to launch a counterattack against the new party today."
After Bozhuokas finished speaking, everyone in the old party in the conference room fell silent, thinking about the gains and losses involved.
Suddenly, someone broke the silence. He was a minor noble from the old party faction.
No need to look, this person is a supporter, he only saw a sad look on his face.
"My father was injured in their attack. If you can help me deal with that bastard Sir Ger, my family is willing to give you guerrillas supplies worth three hundred thousand."
Tuo spoke, and the emotions of the others were also aroused. The old party members here had long been angry during the fight. It was not easy to just carry out an attack, but now they had a simpler and easier choice.
"As long as you can help us deal with the New Party, we will give your guerrillas as much material support as our share according to how many private mines you attack."
"Okay, deal!"
After reaching a consensus with Earl Carter, the leader of the old party, Bozhuo Kastei felt a little subtle.
Attacking mines was originally what their guerrillas were doing, but now this kind of thing is done more like a paid employment mission.
In the following days, the Snowfield guerrillas began a large-scale operation. Wu Ke and Bozhuokas led several teams to clear out the private mining areas of the New Party in the southern Snowfield.
In a short period of time, nearly sixty-three large and small mines fell one after another, and the number of infected people rescued was close to the current number of Snowfield guerrillas.
If it weren't for the large amount of supplies delivered by the old party forces, it would be difficult for this group of people to be properly arranged when the supply of supplies to the guerrillas has temporarily reached the upper limit.
. . . .
"Pa~"
When Viscount Normans received his own power, a large number of private mines owned by him in the south of the snowfield were attacked and breached.
Immediately, he smashed his beloved ceramic bottle from Yan Kingdom, losing the pretentious calmness he used to have.
Many nobles from the new party forces gathered together, each with a group of family private soldiers, but they were preparing to go to the snowfield to encircle and suppress the guerrillas who attacked and breached their mines.
"Your Excellency Viscount Normans, your place looks very lively, are you in trouble?"
By chance, Tallulah happened to be a guest in the Viscount's Mansion before the bad news arrived.
"It makes Miss Tallulah laugh, but this is just a small problem. You don't have to worry about it. My daughter is still waiting for you. Go to her room to drink tea and chat. She has always wanted to be friends with a thoughtful big man like you. .”
"I have always made a clear distinction between what is public and what is private. I just heard you talking about the guerrilla group in the snowy field. I think I should be able to help with this matter."
Viscount Normans was about to reject the other party's kindness when he saw three figures coming from behind Tallulah, the two original female guards on the left and right.
The person walking at the front was a tall figure with half armor on his face. He had black horns on his head, and behind his butt was a black tail that was somewhat similar to Tallulah in front of him, but he was a guy who looked exactly like Drac.
However, the most eye-catching thing is the extremely crazy modified clothes on the other party, with the word SB printed on the chest.
This person was clearly the Wu Ke who broke into the New Party's private mine, then quickly came here, changed his appearance and came out to run on another set.
The two female internal guards, Tritta and Aria, knew that there was something wrong with him, but they couldn't defeat this man even if they joined forces.
After being beaten for a few times, the two men were convinced and became obedient subordinates with low eyebrows and a submissive look.
"Your Majesty the Viscount, I think the discipline squad can help you, what do you think?"
Normans narrowed his eyes.
