The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 482 Moli's Three Horns

Just when Feng Yao didn't know what to do, the horn sounded again.Those soldiers received orders to open a gap, and Feng Yao saw a familiar figure walking to the center.That's... Moli!
The distance is still far, and there are several rows of soldiers in the middle.But Feng Yao can still see Mo Li's figure at a glance.He walked in the front, followed by the generals of the sixteen cavalry battalion.But his steady steps stepped on the ground step by step, but it was the same rhythm as Feng Yao's heartbeat.

"Dong dong dong" Feng Yao felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Under the firelight, Mo Li's eyes were deep and cold; his tightly pursed lips showed an irrefutable majesty.He has lost weight again, making the handsome face that was originally soft and beautiful, now it is as sharp as finely carved, with the rigid beauty unique to men.

Feng Yao also clearly saw that there was blood on Moli's clothes, and a piece of his arm was torn, exposing lean and strong muscles covered with blood scabs.The hem of the robe was tucked at the waist, a pair of straight and slender legs were wrapped in leather pants, and he wore a pair of buckskin high combat boots.At this time, there was also dust on the boots, Mo Li loved being clean so much, there was actually dust on the boots!

But it is very strange that Moli, who is so wounded and wearing ripped clothes, not only does not appear to be a bit sloppy in Feng Yao's eyes, but has an uninhibited and hostile look on the contrary.The kind of domineering that lives above ten thousand people can only look up to him from a distance, and the people standing beside him unconsciously have a certain degree of restraint and awe.

Feng Yao felt his throat was dry, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, his nails were sunken in the palm of his hand.

It's not that she hasn't seen Mo Li in military uniform and battle armor, but at that time he was a dazzling general, but now he is full of heroism.

Mo Li's hands were behind his back, his amorous phoenix eyes narrowed because of the jumping flames on the torch, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he swept across everyone's faces one by one.Every time he looked at the people, they undoubtedly straightened their backs and stood upright.Even breathing is controlled at the most stable frequency.

Mo Li's right hand stretched out from behind, and his big hand stretched out towards a man next to him. The man held a pitch-black horn in both hands and handed it to Mo Li's hand.The horn is not big, only the size of Moli's palm, and there is a faint cold light in the dark eyes.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the horn until Mo Li held the horn in his hand, brought it to his mouth, and blew vigorously.

The sound of the horn this time is different from the sound of the last two times. The sound of the horn played by Mo Li with internal force is melodious and long, with a thunderous explosion, spreading from near to far, from heart to face.

Feng Yao suddenly felt flustered for a while, the sound of the horn made her ear drums numb, her chest was tight and she couldn't even breathe.In the end, he had to cover his ears with his hands, squat down on the ground and bite his teeth tightly, in order to barely relieve the feeling of beating drums in his head.

The sound of the horn lasted for a while, and the faces of all the soldiers of the Iron Cavalry Battalion were not very good-looking, but no one moved, and even the frequency of breathing did not change.But the sixteen generals behind Mo Li didn't change their faces, and even a few of them looked at the back of Mo Li playing the horn, showing a faint smile of approval.

Finally, the trumpets stopped.Feng Yao felt that his legs were weak, and he couldn't even squat, so he just sat down on the ground, let go of his hands covering his ears, and panted heavily.I was also secretly rejoicing in my heart: Fortunately, the sound of the horn stopped, otherwise my ears would be deaf, and the chest tightness would have suffocated myself to death.

However, Feng Yao took a few breaths, and the horn sounded again.The playing time this time was longer than the last time.Feng Yao fell to the ground, buried his head tightly between his knees, holding his breath so that he didn't let himself spit it out.

But Fengyao didn't expect that the horn would sound again and again.When the horn was blown for the third time, Feng Yao spat out a mouthful of sour water with a wow, and his whole body trembled.Feng Yao also knew that this would not work, this was the sound of the horn played by Mo Li with internal force, it might represent some kind of ceremony of the cavalry battalion, but he caught up with him.But if you continue to persist like this, you will definitely get hurt.

Feng Yao's eyes looked around, the soldiers in front were all standing up straight, biting their teeth fiercely and not moving at all, no one noticed him at all.And to her left is the exit of the torture room, Feng Yao thought that the sound would travel farther in the open space, so she barely supported herself and moved towards the door of the torture room.

Perhaps being blocked by the walls of the room, he would not be shocked by this majestic sound wave and hurt himself internally.It's just that she was already exhausted and wanted to crawl over, but just as her hands left her ears, her stomach churned again, so she had to cover her ears tightly again, barely stood up against the wall, and plunged into the execution room.

Sure enough, the wall can isolate the sound waves. Although there is no door, the powerful and incomparable tremors feel a lot less.Feng Yao gritted his teeth and ran a few steps in before he could catch his breath.

Mo Li clenched the horn tightly and played it vigorously.This is a black rhinoceros horn, a fetish that has been passed down by the Iron Cavalry Battalion for hundreds of years.Only those who can successfully blow the horn three times will have the opportunity to become the new commander of the Iron Cavalry Battalion.And he has only two chances to be a supervisor in the cavalry battalion for half a year.For the first time, he felt that he could do it.

The first two horns sounded, and the sixteen generals on both sides all gave him approving glances.Whether it is the filling of internal strength or the melodiousness of the voice, it is comparable to the previous commander.As long as he blows the third horn with all his strength, he may be the youngest leader in history to take over the black rhinoceros horn that can command the cavalry battalion.

The horn must be blown longer and longer each time. This has nothing to do with the rhythm, it is all about how to precisely control the breath with internal force, and blow the horn with all your strength.

And Moli Shentong's melody made the sound of the horn even more ups and downs, loud and high-pitched; like a dragon singing in the sky, like a tiger roaring in the abyss, an unmatched momentum flew out from the horn, Facing the tens of thousands of cavalry battalion soldiers in front of him, he declared a kind of supreme power.

However, at the most critical moment when the third horn blew, he suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and then unconsciously looked towards the rear of the furthest team.

Mo Li saw Xiao Wu first, but what he noticed was behind Xiao Wu, a petite figure staggered into the execution room.

The trumpets stopped abruptly! ! !

　Emma, ​​I can't do it anymore, the box is drooling at the computer as I write this.Moli, Moli, come to my bowl quickly.Let me wipe my saliva first and take a breath.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)