On the road leading to the mountain village, it is now dazzlingly bright, appearing like a glowing long snake in the darkness.
Dozens of military vehicles lined up in a row, slowly approaching the mountain village.
Behind the gate.
Yu Lang's gaze suggested an idea.
With a submachine gun in hand.
Clearly.
He was ready for battle.
The next encounter, a major war, was inevitable.
"No, I must stop them."
Chen Fang couldn't hold back anymore and was about to rush forward but was stopped by Nanda.
She shook her head at Chen Fang and said, "The Klo people have completely lost faith in us Wan Clan. You, an outsider, cannot stop them."
Nunu nodded.
Pointing to the hillside, she anxiously said, "Go—through the back door—"
She was trying to say.
For Chen Fang to leave amidst the chaos.
Of course, Chen Fang would not leave; all the conflict stemd from him, and besides, Ou Qingxuan was still unconscious; he couldn't take her away nor could he leave her here.
He smiled at Nanda and Nunu.
Then reached out to push past them and ran in the direction of Yu Lang.
Along the way, he saw the Klo warriors with determined faces, ready to die heroically, as so young won were transporting ammunition to the "battlefield."
On the road.
The convoy also stopped.
Fully ard soldiers began to disembark and take formation.
At this mont.
If a shot were fired.
This vibrant land would be shrouded in smoke and fire, resulting in widespread devastation and suffering.
"Master Yu Lang!"
Chen Fang finally reached Yu Lang.
Yu Lang glanced back at him, his eyes filled with cold indifference.
"Ambassador Chen, if you don't want to die, retreat to the mountain behind."
Yu Lang said coldly.
"Can I talk to you?"
Chen Fang asked.
Yu Lang nodded and said, "Sure, but you'll have to wait until this battle is over, and that's if I survive."
"Master Yu Lang, this battle really doesn't need to happen; reconciliation is possible. Turn around and look at your people; can you really bear to see them all beco the scorched earth of war?"
Yu Lang glanced back.
He said, "Ambassador Chen, you Huaxia people simply do not understand the pain of us Klo people. Once upon a ti, we were the masters of this land. Later, the Wan Clan took our land, swallowed our assets, violated our won, and imprisoned us in this forest. We have an irreconcilable feud with the Wan Clan, and Wen Min, that bastard, has deceived us once again. If I make peace with them, none of the Klo compatriots will agree."
"But... can you win? The Klo people have suffered so much hardship; after this battle, do you really believe your people will reclaim their land and live carefree lives? Anyway, Klo people are also Wanggan people; you are so well-versed in Huaxia culture, you should know that we Huaxia have fifty-six ethnic groups, and these ethnic groups in ancient tis had unspeakable feuds too, but we are aware of one thing; we are all Huaxia people..."
"Look at our country now, fifty-six ethnic groups, like family; we live stably and harmoniously, without the threat of war. Although we are not affluent, at least we do not worry about waking up to a bomb exploding next to us."
"There can be no winners in this war; even if you win today, there will be endless wars after this. Do you really wish for your people to live in eternal hatred and unrest, constantly displaced?"
Chen Fang eloquently and extensively expressed many thoughts.
The hatred in Yu Lang's eyes gradually extinguished.
He turned around.
He happened to see on a bamboo building.
A child who looked about seven or eight years old, leaning on the railing, staring at them.
That gaze was filled with grievance, filled with unease.
He was looking at, perhaps his mother, or perhaps his father. After this battle, he might beco an orphan, or a bomb could drop, turning him into fragnts, disappearing into the forest.
He suddenly looked at Chen Fang and said, "Even if I want to stop, Wen Min won't stop. He has already stationed troops in front of the village, and he is here to provoke a war."
"I know."
Chen Fang nodded.
Then took a deep breath.
He said, "This predicant, I caused it single-handedly. I will go find General Wen Min on my own. If anyone should die, I should be the first to..."
After saying this.
Chen Fang stepped forward, heading towards the gate.
The front-line soldiers stopped him, unsure of what to do, each looking at Yu Lang.
Yu Lang paused, waved his hand, and said, "Let him go!"
The gate creaked open slightly.
Chen Fang walked out of the village gate.
Alone, unard, he strode towards Wen Min's massed forces.
At that mont.
The moonlight, the mountain firelight, and the convoy's headlights all shone on him.
He seed like a warrior resolutely going to his death, even causing the Klo people in the village to be touched.
At the roadside.
The National Guard had already set up a large temporary command tent.
Just arriving at the defense area gate.
Chen Fang was imdiately seized by soldiers.
Then sent into the tent.
At this mont.
Wen Min, dressed in military gear, was researching a map on the table with several subordinates, indicating his determination to win this battle.
"Are you Chen Fang?"
Upon seeing Chen Fang.
Wen Min stopped what he was doing.
Lifted his eyes and examined Chen Fang carefully.
In the previous call from Nanda, he already knew Chen Fang's identity.
"I am!"
Chen Fang nodded.
Wen Min paused for a mont, waved his hand, and those soldiers released Chen Fang.
Wen Min said, "I will have soone send you back to the embassy. I hope you Huaxia people do not interfere in our conflict; this is not a negotiation, this is a warning. If there's a next ti, Wanggan and your Huaxia will no longer have any friendship."
"General Wen Min!"
Just as a few soldiers were about to escort Chen Fang out, he shouted loudly.
Wen Min didn't even lift his head.
He said, "Ambassador Chen, I currently have no ti nor desire to talk with you. I don't want to repeat what I just said."
"General Wen Min, Nanda is still on the mountain. Do you really intend not to care for your dearest daughter?"
Chen Fang directly played his trump card.
Upon hearing these words, Wen Min erupted in fury.
He angrily rushed forward, grabbed Chen Fang's collar, and roared, "Are you still shaless enough to ntion Nanda to ? If it weren't for you, how could Nanda have ended up in the hands of the Klo people? You are the culprit! I advise you to leave wisely, or I won't be able to resist taking action against you…"
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