Jingyang tried hard, but still found nothing, he still couldn't break free from the fireball's restraint on him, he still couldn't move a bit, and gradually he gave up the struggle and resigned himself to fate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He took a deep breath of fresh air, and when he looked at it, he saw the sun shining, it should be noon. Then squinting his eyes and looking at the ground, he saw a huge ancient forest, majestic, majestic, towering ancient trees straight into the sky. Facing this scene, Jingyang was shocked, he had never seen such a majestic forest.

Jingyang was in mid-air, and he couldn't see the edge of the quaint forest in front of him. And at the edge of this quaint forest, the endless prairie comes into view, and it meets the sky, and the white clouds seem to graze on the grassland instead of in the sky. The warm wind blows, the green grass is quiet, swaying the soft body, like a beautiful woman in a green embroidered skirt, dancing in the wind, her dancing is beautiful and moving, her face is poured into the rolling red dust, her steps, messing up the splendid country. Her laughter, through the mist, through the prairie, and through time and space, stayed in her ears, refusing to leave for a long time.

Jingyang has never seen such a beautiful scene, it is really beautiful. However, Jingyang suddenly saw a lot of small black dots, moving constantly on the prairie, could it be that someone was grazing, but was it a cow or a sheep? As he continued to fall, these small black dots that kept moving on the prairie became clearer and clearer. When he saw clearly, Jingyang's pupils continued to dilate, and his eyeballs were about to burst out.

The coldness covered Jingyang's whole body in an instant, he couldn't stop trembling, and the expression on his face was unpredictable, shocked, helpless, desperate, and unwilling. At this moment, who can understand his suffering? No one can understand his current situation. Because he saw that those little black dots were crowds, soldiers with swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the little black dots were the ancient army. The imposing ancient army was now on display at the edge of the quaint forest, on the prairie. The number of these armies is 800,000, if not a million.

Looking down from the sky, I saw a piece of black oppression, covering the sun, the sky and the earth were dark, and a murderous atmosphere spread. The armor is numerous, the banner is hunting in the roar, the war horse is neighing, the chariot is majestic, and the golden iron horse echoes in the heaven and earth, bleak and tragic. The swords, guns, swords and halberds stood upright, and under the light of the sun, they looked both majestic and terrifying. Jingyang has no doubt that if he falls, he will become a hedgehog, a bun hedgehog.

The seven-pole black flags are particularly eye-catching, and they stand in the midst of the seven camps, above the prairie, silent. And on the banner is embroidered with black handwriting: Wu, Shu, Chen, Song, Wen, Ming, Yu. These handwriting are vigorous and vicissitudes, tall and handsome, subtle and introverted, and have a majestic momentum. And after these flags, the drums of war thundered, and tens of millions of divisions were stationed.

Seeing this scene, Jingyang suddenly understood that he had crossed over to the battlefield. It seems that there are still seven countries fighting, but the handwriting on the flag is a small seal, and he knows it. It's just that he racked his brains, and he didn't think of any period in history when there were Wu, Shu, Chen, Song, Wen, Ming, and Yu, such a period when seven countries coexisted. Obviously, it's definitely not the Tang Dynasty, the only thing is a bit like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

In the camp embroidered with the banner of the word "Shu", a general in black armor drove his horse forward a few steps, his eyes swept to the armies of various countries on the prairie, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and looked up at the fireball that broke through the sky. With a solemn face, with a "Zheng" sound, he pulled out the sword on his waist, pointed to the sky, and said sharply: "The soldiers of the three armies of Shu State listened to the order, and made meritorious contributions in one fell swoop, seized the Tianyu Stone, and dedicated it to His Majesty the Emperor, to the Queen Mother, and to Her Royal Highness the Princess." Soldiers, kill with me!"

"No!" Tens of thousands of soldiers behind the general led the order into battle, and the sound shook the sky.

Under the word "Wu", a delicate young general held a streamer sword in his hand, and his eyes were bright and shining. He looked up at a banner on the right, and saw that the flag was embroidered with the word "Mongolian", and the flag was golden in the sun. The young general had an arrogant face, stepped out of the ranks, and said proudly: "The army of the martial country has always been invincible, and you are a small country and a weak country, and you dare to compete with our martial country for the Tianyu Stone. Besides, such an innate foreign object is not something that ordinary people can control. Saying that, the young general raised a tiger talisman from his hand and said loudly, "Loyal bones pass on the soul, and sing through the ages." Go forward bravely, drunk and laugh on the battlefield!"

"Ha! Huh! Loyal bones pass on the soul! Eternal swan song! Go forward bravely! Drunk and laugh on the battlefield!"

"Whew!Ha! Loyal Bones! Go Forward!" ...... The soldiers behind the young general were excited, and the sound shook for nine days.

"It's the Mengjia army of the Wu Kingdom!" there was a commotion in the army of the Seven Kingdoms.

"Loyal bones! Is this the victorious army of the Martial Nation? Very good. ”

"Sure enough, it's the Meng family's army!"

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"Meng's child, come out and fight with your Grandpa Chen 1,800 times!" embroidered with the word "Chen", a fat general with a bearded face, dancing a pair of meteor sledgehammers in his hands, whirring, his beard and hair are all open, rolling his fat body, and rushing to the battlefield. ……

A middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a lupine scarf, shook his head, sneered, and his eyes were full of disdain, sweeping the armies of the nations one by one. Retracted his gaze, looked up at the flag fluttering in the wind beside him, and saw that the word "Wen" was embroidered on it. The middle-aged Confucian scholar rode a green donkey the size of a horse, closed the folding fan in his hand, and said loudly: "Wait for a reckless man! All the days are gone, you only know how to dance with knives and guns, and you are a man in vain! ”……

Under the word "Song", a majestic old general is isolated, his hair is white, he is not angry but mighty, and his expression is full of helplessness. He rode on horseback, his spear was held obliquely, looked at the oncoming Tianyu Stone that was burning with scorching fire, and muttered: "Just for this stone, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Song Kingdom were asked to fight bloody battles for it, and the horse leather shrouded in the corpse, and died on the battlefield, this emperor is simply extremely mediocre! Old man, I am ashamed of the previous emperors!" The old general beat his chest and paused, frustrated.

A young general next to him frowned: "Old general, you can't talk nonsense! This is a big crime of killing your head." ”

The old general snorted coldly: "The old man is a veteran of the three dynasties, entrusted by the first emperors of the past dynasties, Kuang Ding is in power, Song Yun is not doing right, even if he is the emperor, the old man has to talk about him." ”

The young general smiled bitterly, this old general even called out the emperor's name, and he didn't hesitate, he only didn't hear it. The old general looked at the Tianyu Stone that fell in the sky, and sighed slightly, this sigh was far away and long, implying all kinds of tastes. There are sour, bitter, spicy, and a little helpless, and a little cool taste. This desolate sigh drifted far into Jingyang's ears, alas! Jingyang also sighed a little helplessly.

This Great Song Kingdom is the world of his Song family, and he can toss as much as he likes. Alas, it is the suffering of the people of Li. The old general said depressedly, "Pass the order, the front army will kill the enemy, and the Chinese army will snatch the Tianyu Stone, and strive not to confront the Wu State head-on." ”

"No!" The young general on the side happily accepted the order, turned around, took out the order flag, the small order flag pointed ahead, and tens of millions of soldiers were killed. ……

Under the banner of the word "Yu", there is a couch, and I saw a fat man with a big belly lying on the couch, this person was wearing armor, his belly was bulging, and he was wearing a swarthy knife around his waist, which looked like a pig-killing knife. He held the pear in his hand and kept sending it to his mouth, and the young general on the side slapped the fan.

"His grandmother's! On such a hot day, what kind of war is there to fight, even if you fight, but you just ran to the prairie of this fairy forest to fight, isn't this looking for death?" The fat general jumped up and said angrily, "This ghost place, ghosts cry wolves, and it is gloomy, Lao Tzu can't stay for a moment, it's better to go to Huayue Courtyard, and the girl is smart." Pass the order, fight quickly, just make a show, with Wu Guo and Song Guo here, Tianyushi doesn't have to think about it. ”

"No!" the young general ordered to deliver the military order......

Under the banner of the word "Ming", a general with a lofty instrument, about forty years old, with a green horse under his crotch, a green dragon knife in his hand, and a sword at his waist, he is heroic and upright. There was a man beside him, a man who looked like him, and who was quite similar in appearance, with a yellow horse in his crotch, holding an eight-foot spear, and his eyebrows pointed straight upwards to the sky. The two men seem to be siblings.

"Big brother, I don't know what Your Majesty thinks, for such a broken stone, he actually poured all the strength of the whole country to rob it, isn't it in vain to let the soldiers go to death?" said the general with a spear in his hand.

"What, do you have a grudge?" said the general with a blank face on his hand.

"Don't dare. Said the general Nono, who was armed with a spear.

"Second brother, this stone is not a broken stone. The general holding the Qinglong Sword looked at the burning Tianyu Stone, and said with a solemn face, "This Tianyu Stone is a stubborn stone in the Heavenly River in the Heavenly Realm, and it is indeed useless in the Heavenly Realm, at most it is used to pave the ground." However, such a stubborn stone, which is useless to the heavenly realm, is more than just useful to us mortals. This time, the Tianhe River rose and left a piece of Tianyu Stone to the world, which is a great opportunity, which is difficult to encounter for thousands of years. If you get the Tianyu Stone and unify the world, it will be easy. ”

The general holding the spear was surprised, speechless for a long time, and after being shocked, he slowly asked: "Big brother, is the Tianyu Stone really so amazing? How do you know this?"

The general who was the elder brother smiled slightly and said, "These are all what the national teacher told me before leaving. As for the power of the Tianyu Stone, that is, it is thousands of times better than all the ores in the world, you see......" said the Qinglong Sword in his hand and pointed to the sky, "Such a huge Tianyu Stone, use it as a material to create armor blades, at least it can be distributed to 30,000 people, such a well-equipped army, plus well-trained, is it still invincible and dominates the world?"

The general holding the spear blushed, obviously excited, "What the eldest brother said, is it that the eldest brother wants to ......?"

"That's right!" The general holding the Qinglong Sword looked proud, and suddenly had a kind of pride that looked at the world, "If we get the Tianyu Stone and train a strange soldier to be commanded by me, hmph! The Great Ming Kingdom will definitely surpass the other six countries and become the most powerful country, winning the world, and establishing immortal achievements is just around the corner." ”

"I know my big brother's ambition, but ......"

"However, now the Mengjia army of Wuguo is a victorious army, invincible, and we have also been defeated in the hands of the Mengjia army. General Qinglong said lightly, his face was a little red, "There is also the Li family army of the Song Kingdom, which is also the army of tigers and wolves." This time, the leader of the troops of the Wu State was Meng Zhe, the seventh son of Meng Xianju of the Mengjia Army, who was also a talented general, and he was not inferior to his father! The leader of the troops of the Song State was Li Lingwu, a veteran of the battlefield. What is the point of victory or defeat for a while, since they are all here this time, then I will meet them again. The order was passed down, the forward avoided Wu Guo and Song Guofeng, and the main force followed me to fight, and the left and right wings were outflanked from both sides. ”

"No!" the spear-armed general commanded......

All of a sudden, the sound of killing was everywhere, Jin Ge Iron Horse, contention, blood, swords, swords, and limbs. Jing Yang looked at this fighting war scene in mid-air, shocked, the picture of human life like a mustard was frozen in an instant, he had never experienced such a scene, at this moment, he only felt that his mouth was dry, his body was weak, his body was wrapped, and he slipped towards the center of the battlefield.

"The rain stone is about to fall, and all the soldiers will return to the battle quickly. "Almost at the same time, the generals of the Seven Kingdoms gave this order. Nearly a million troops all moved back, leaving a vast gap between the Immortal Forest and the armies of the Seven Kingdoms, and this vast gap was where the Heavenly Rain Stone was about to land. Heaven has mercy, this is also the cemetery of Jingyang. If nothing else, this is his tomb. If you were to erect a monument for him, it would be engraved with the following handwriting: The Tomb of Jingyang, the greatest poet of the 24th century. Woohoo woe!

Jingyang doesn't have much fear at this moment, to be honest, he is a self-reliant, optimistic and cheerful person. He was able to become a "word fairy", completely out of his own struggle, and I still remember how many lonely nights that no one cared about, the evening breeze was bleak, the candle flame was thin, and he stayed up all night reading and practicing calligraphy under the lamp. How many disdainful and cold gazes had ever cut at him like a knife. How many questioning words ridicule and even sarcasm, biting him like a mad dog, chasing him relentlessly, stalking him. He overcame all of this, which is why he has today's achievements and aura.

In his heart, he always firmly believed in eight words: unremitting self-improvement! God rewards hard work! Therefore, the lyrics he wrote have a kind of indifferent taste. It is not to let people see through the red dust and debut into Buddhism, but to let people have an indifferent mentality, to face everything, and face everything with a smile. Because he firmly believes in the supremacy of happiness, and this happiness is not based on the pain of others, which is also the original intention of his romantic mythological novel "The Sound of the Piano".

Jingyang slowly closed his eyes, and in an instant he seemed to smell a fragrance, as if it was a flower, light and light, and penetrated into his nostrils. In a trance, he saw Xiangxiang's appearance, she danced for a while, played the pipa for a while, and sang with an open voice for a while. She was still so beautiful, as beautiful as she first saw it, and she exuded a light fragrance. It has lingered in the hearts of many people, and how many people have been haunted by their dreams, and finally left a piece of incense and a good memory.

"Huh?!" Seeing that Jingyang was about to fall into the midst of thousands of troops, suddenly, there was an exclamation from his ears that shook the Nine Heavens, which interrupted his thoughts. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that thousands of soldiers were dumbfounded, and almost all of the commanders and generals were pale. Only the white-haired old general and the fat general had happy faces, the white-haired old general's beard was flying, and his chin was caressing his beard, which was very pleased; the fat general was chewing on pears in a big gulp, and the juice was stained with his beard.

Jingyang suddenly found that he hadn't fallen yet, and he had a feeling of being left behind. It's just that this feeling didn't last long, and it was too late to savor it. Then, his "Heavenly Rain Stone" passed by those black flags lightly and floated towards the Immortal Forest.

The delicate young general looked up at the Tianyu Stone that floated away, slashed over his head, and passed him by the Heavenly Rain Stone that floated into the Immortal Forest. He shook the hilt of the sword in his hand vigorously, his eyes were eager to spew fire, smoke from the seven orifices, flowing water from the eight orifices, gritting his teeth and grinding his teeth, and his anger was abnormal. His hand held the hilt of the sword, and he held it for a long, long time before letting go, then shook his head and said, "Impossible, the national teacher said, the Tianyu Stone will definitely not fall into the Immortal Fantasy Forest, but now it ......"

"Haha! His grandmother's, now it's okay, the Tianyu Stone falls into the Immortal Forest, and no one can get it. Finally able to leave this ghost place, all the soldiers listened to the order, and Mingjin withdrew his troops. The fat general said with a dance.

"No!" ......

Jingyang was scorched by the fire, and the sweat of the boiling soup slid down like grapes. Sweat trickled down his forehead, blurring his eyes, and gradually his consciousness blurred. He couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, but despite this, he could smell a hint of fragrance. In the haze, he saw a beautiful face, that face looked at him with a smile, that smile was so gentle, melted thousands of years of frost, drunk red dust.

Jingyang also smiled, he saw that face, that beautiful face, it was Xiangxiang's face. Even if he dies now, he has no regrets, he has worked hard for his dream, and finally succeeded. What's more, he and Xiangxiang once boated on the shore of West Lake, and hoped that they could also go boating with Xiangxiang on the shore of West Lake in the next life, just like Xi Shi and Fan Li.

The wind is silent......;