Defying the sky

Chapter 120 The real bleak autumn wind

King Xiaoyao's army did not withdraw very far, but stopped outside the range covered by the sound of the piano, and rectified the scattered army layer by layer. Jialan is so important, it is impossible for the rebels to be blocked by Han Fengxue alone. Give up, Cai Lun understands that he must take Jialan before the reinforcements from the imperial capital arrive at Rotor, otherwise Rotor will be in danger. Once Rotor falls, what will be left to the imperial army will be a flat land, and they who have not captured Jialan There is no chance at all.

While rectifying the army, Cai Lun ordered the messengers to send a message to King Xiaoyao. He didn't need an army, but only sent experts to help him.The drums with big baskets were carried to the front of the formation one by one. In addition, Cai Lun dispatched some powerful soldiers to beat the drums. The purpose was only to disrupt Han Fengxue's playing and prevent Han Fengxue's piano sound from playing out. power.

The reorganized army marched towards Jialan City again, shouting loudly, and the sound waves flooded towards Jialan City, as if they wanted to drown Jialan by the sound waves.

At the head of Jialan City, Han Fengxue and Aoyang looked at the overwhelming army with serious expressions, and glanced at the hundreds of remnants of soldiers, Han Fengxue sighed, everything can only depend on himself.

Xiao Diao and Xiao Bai were guarding one side of the city, while Han Fengxue took out the put away Nine Heavens Ring in the center again, and said to the nervous Ao Yang and Shi Qian: "Brother, General, you take the soldiers and leave Go ahead, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you by mistake.”

Ao Yang and Shi Qian nodded at the same time. With the experience just now, he no longer dared to underestimate the luthier, and left the city with the soldiers. Looking at the situation at the head of Jialan City, although they could only see Han Fengxue's blurred figure.

The sound of the zither sounded again, but it did not reach everyone's ears, because it had been drowned out by the cries of the rebels and the sound of the drums. The strangest scene in the history of the battlefield appeared. A young man sat alone on the top of the city, playing the zither , on both sides of him were actually two monsters, and on the other side, there were many more people standing behind and shouting than the besiegers, and, in front of the shouting crowd, there were rows of drummers beating desperately. drums of war.

Soldiers are constantly climbing up the city wall, but the fast speed of the little eagle and the hurricane generated by the flapping of its wings make it impossible for the soldiers on the left side of the city wall to cross the thunder pool, and the ice tiger on the right is even more difficult to deal with. Take a bath, two people come up to give you a pair of baths, and what's even worse, the water sprayed by him to bathe people, the water just stays on other people's bodies, forming a ball of ice, and the right side is also fine.

As for the middle, while Han Fengxue was plucking the strings, she kept pulling her fingers out, and every time she shot out with a burst of energy, all the people who came up were shot in the head.

Seeing the silhouettes of people falling down, Cai Lun was a little stunned, and wailed in his heart: "His grandma, what kind of monster did he encounter? Not only are people powerful, but monsters are also so perverted." At this moment, he regretted dying in his heart. Yes, when King Xiaoyao went to Luote City, he planned to leave a master of the skill king level in his army, but he refused, and he swore that he would take Jialan within five days , but what he didn't expect was that such a powerful master suddenly appeared on the other side. It would be great if there was one beside him. Although he is very good at fighting, he doesn't know much about strength. , It is impossible to tell the level of Han Fengxue and those two large monsters. In his opinion, any one of the five guards around King Xiaoyao can take down the opponent.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun was pouring on the earth, making it even more depressed. Wave after wave of people fell from the top of Jialan City, but the people behind seemed to be endless, and their generosity continued. To die, the corpses gradually piled up under the city, a full seven or eight meters high, and if this continues, the people below can step on the corpses to get to the top of the city.

The pitch of the piano sound slowly increased, and the heart was ruthless. The invisible spirit kills the piano sound again, ignoring the barriers of the ears, piercing people's hearts. Then, there is another song "Bleak Autumn Wind", which is different from the last time What's more, here at this moment is a real battlefield, a battlefield made of blood and water, and the sound of the piano is more likely to invade people's hearts and penetrate into people's souls.

The real battlefield and the illusory battlefield intersect, and the climbing soldiers' hearts are stirred violently. What is the war for?What am I fighting for and who am I fighting for?What else can I get except the tears of my relatives and the blood of my brothers? The soldiers who went forward slowed down their movements. They hesitated. In their hearts, the scene was so shocking. The ground and the sky are also blood-red, is it just to achieve other people's hegemony?

Then, the howls of ghosts and the calls of distant relatives sounded in my heart. Time seemed to slow down, and the movements of the hands of the drummers and shouting crowds also began to slow down. , Who is the master of the world, behind that peak of power, there are just countless people's broken homes and broken hearts.

The movement became smaller and smaller, and the sound of the piano became higher and higher. This time, all the rebels dispatched by the army were covered by the sound of the piano, and everyone was baptized by the sound of the piano, the baptism of spirit and soul.The sound of drumming finally completely disappeared, the shouting finally completely stopped, and the soldiers who attacked the city did not move, their eyes were dazed and dull, they just listened to the chilling and desolate sound of the piano, and even the mastermind of the rebel army was fixed there. , eyesight lax.

Han Fengxue did not stop playing, but continued his performance, but this time is no longer the bleak autumn wind, but the reunion with laughter from time to time, the sadness of parting at all times, the different scenes of life are constantly intertwined and exchanged, The last sliver of white light disappeared, and night fell on the world, as if to set off the mood of the soldiers at this time, their hearts were also dark, who could bring them light.

I don't know how long the sound of the piano lasted, and the pitch finally lowered slowly until it finally stopped. However, outside the city of Jialan, which has tens of thousands of people, it was still silent. Under such circumstances, there is no way to know that there are people below, even the chirping of insects and the fluttering of flies' wings can be clearly heard.

I don't know how long it took before there was a faint sound in the darkness, and then, the voices sounded one after another, and Han Fengxue at the top of the city suddenly said loudly: "Brave soldiers, you are all soldiers of the empire, you are worthy Dear Iron-Blooded Soldiers, I have never doubted your courage and your dedication to the title of soldier, but, for the sake of the ambition of the Happy King, is it worthwhile for everyone to abandon their parents, wives and children, and kill each other with the regular army of the empire? Have you ever thought about it? However, your blood is just the beginning of other people's conspiracy, and your loyalty is just a stepping stone for others to rise to the top. Now, put down the weapons in your hands, go back and see your family, and throw yourself into the embrace of the empire again." After saying that, Han Fengxue secretly admired herself in her heart, when was she still an orator.

It has to be said that Han Fengxue's words sounded at the right time. Not long ago, the soldiers had just experienced the joys and sorrows in his piano sound, and they were overjoyed and sad. They had no intention of rebelling, and they were even more shaken. The effect is also unprecedented, only the sound of countless weapons falling can be heard incessantly, even though there are still some old-fashioned people shouting loudly, they can't stop the development of the situation.

Vibrating footsteps sounded continuously, for half an hour, an hour, two hours, the footsteps became farther and farther away, until there were occasional shouts in the dark night, with Han Fengxue's cultivation base, even though the night was pitch black , but could not stop his line of sight. Seeing that the crowd finally retreated, Han Fengxue finally let go of his tense mind. In just a few short hours, his hands were already stained with the blood of tens of millions of soldiers. This, he felt uncomfortable, he was simply protecting his brother, but he needed to exchange so many lives, so if he wanted to become a generation of emperors, wouldn't there be hundreds of millions of living beings behind that brilliance.

Han Fengxue and Shi Qian also returned to the city tower at some point, and the stiff muscles on their faces relaxed, but there was no excited smile on their faces, but an unusually heavy one, and then, a burst of enthusiastic and excited voices erupted from below, that It was the cry of the soldiers guarding the gate. Over there, there were only a thousand fresh troops left, and they were all masters. Their task was to prevent the enemy from breaking the gate or masters from the inside to respond to open the city gate.

The three of Han Fengxue did not leave, but sat in the city tower all night. As dawn broke, a ray of light pierced the silent night, driving away the darkness covering the earth. Looking at the situation outside Jialan City, the three of them looked at each other. Disappointed, he took a deep breath.

"Xuefeng, go down and have a rest, I'll call you if something happens." Ao Yang looked at the tired Han Fengxue and said.

Han Fengxue shook her head: "Brother, I'd better sit here, but you, your eyes are darkened, you should go to rest, I can do it here."

Ao Yang shook his head in the same way. They both smiled and said nothing more. They looked at Shi Qian together. Shi Qian waved his hands again and again, looking at Han Fengxue with surprise and admiration. Han Fengxue's youthful face will feel like a dream, how many experiences must young people have to grow to this point.

At this moment, the hearts of the three tensed up again, and they saw dust and smoke billowing in the distance again, and the sound of hooves approaching.

"The rebels have regrouped again." The three thought to themselves.

That's right, the rebels came back again, but this time there were not many people here, only about Qianqi, the figures gradually expanded in the pupils, and seeing the faces of the two leaders, Han Fengxue suddenly jumped up, and his body flew out. The flames caused Ao Yang and Shi Qian who were beside them to retreat hurriedly.

The wrath of amazement surged up in her heart, layers of murderous aura were continuously released, Han Fengxue even forgot the two people beside her at this moment, and only the two figures in her eyes were gradually turned into ashes and chopped into bones Those two faces that he will never forget.

(End of this chapter)