The old man smiled mysteriously, took out a bamboo flute from his bosom, put it to his mouth, and played it, but it was not good music, but a harsh sound, like the whine of the wind blowing through something with holes.

But this music is many times higher than the sound of the wind in nature, and it gradually rises, and when it reaches a certain height, it suddenly decreases, and so on and so forth, that it makes people feel like they want to commit suicide!

Wang Zhaodi couldn't stand this kind of music, so he stopped the old man and said, "Stop, what kind of music are you, it makes people's hearts crazy, and it has a kind of suicidal thought!"

The old man was quite complacent, and said, "This is a kind of music called Smallpox, and the reason why it is called Smallpox is because as long as it is a bird, when it hears this kind of music, all of them will fall from the sky and die on the spot, so it is as if smallpox is falling from the sky!"

Wang Zhaodi was overjoyed and said, "If there are more people who play this kind of music, then when the dragon eagle attacks, all the dragon eagles can be blown down!"

The old man nodded and said, "Exactly, but this kind of music is extremely effective against a dragon eagle, but it has never dealt with a large-scale dragon eagle, so whether it will work or not when the time comes, I don't dare to pack a ticket!"

Wang Zhaodi sighed and said, "No matter what, I want to form such a band, this time it can be used to defeat Long Ying, but it can't defeat Long Ying, I think you will have other music in the future, which will have a lot of auxiliary effects for my army! I spend some money and energy to form a military band, and I will never lose!"

The old man suddenly knelt down excitedly, he bowed to Wang Zhaodi's five bodies, and burst into tears, and said, "Thank you, thank you my master, it has been hundreds of years, no one has asked me to form a military band, you are the first person to form a military band for me, you can rest assured, I will do my best, the military band will become a very practical army, you just wait to see my good show!"

Wang Zhaodi was very satisfied with the performance of this old man, he immediately crowned the old man as a musician, and he could choose the soldiers who met the requirements by himself, and the old man immediately went down to prepare, and soon posted the list text, which said that it was to recruit all those who knew how to play musical instruments!

As soon as the list was posted, it immediately attracted a lot of people to apply, and the old man personally selected the people who came to apply, and after recruiting a full hundred people, he closed the door to recruitment, and then he stood on a high platform and spoke to a hundred recruits in the audience!

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to be standing here with all of you today, this is the first collective meeting of our military band, my surname is Ma, I am your instructor, you can call me Instructor Ma!" the old man said solemnly, he has changed his clothes at the moment, this dress is very special, it is the basic costume of a musician, a little similar to the scribe's dress, but it is more elegant and ethereal, and there is a smart atmosphere all around the body!

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense, I need to know what instruments you are good at now!" said Instructor Ma, and then with a wave of his hand, from behind the high platform, came a group of sergeants, they carried out all kinds of musical instruments, and displayed them on the high platform!

"Now, I invite you to come on stage one by one and play a piece of music that you think you are best at!" said Instructor Ma.

As soon as his voice fell, a person immediately jumped on the high platform, he took off the bamboo flute from the shelf, and then put it to his mouth and blew it, he played very well, the vocal range is very wide, and the breath is stable and long, at a glance you know that it is playing the bamboo flute for many years, and there are profound basic skills!

Instructor Ma was very satisfied, and immediately praised him, and asked him to go to rest after going to the stage first, which clearly means that he was admitted!

So everyone rushed up to play the music, since these people were able to pass the primary selection, they naturally have a certain basic skill for the music, but Instructor Ma chose the best twenty of them and conducted closed, centralized training, because these twenty people are about to confront the dragon eagle of the Divine Tomb, so Instructor Ma personally trained them, and the others were taken by other teachers to learn!

Instructor Ma closed the twenty best musicians, carried out closed training, they learned a piece of music around the clock, that is, the sky is falling, three days later, their twenty excellent musicians, the number of mastery of the sky, Ma instructor in order to test the power of this military band, pulled them to the river, let them blow the sky together, the result of the fish in the water, no matter how big or small, were all shocked to death by the sound waves!

This test made Instructor Ma very satisfied, and he took his proud military band to report to Brother Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhaodi also tested them, and Wang Zhaodi selected the most elite team of samurai, a total of twenty, to compete against the twenty musicians brought by the horse instructor!

"Old Ma, can you think about it, do you want to compete?" Wang Zhaodi said, "If you admit defeat now, it's still too late, and these people don't have to die in vain, but wait a minute, once the war starts, it will be a situation that no one can stop, maybe these musicians you have worked so hard to train will be killed by others like chopping melons and vegetables!"

Wang Zhaodi finally advised Instructor Ma, because in her opinion, these twenty well-mannered musicians were simply weak compared to her own twenty tiger and wolf teachers!

But the horse instructor insisted on the competition, so the players on both sides stood in formation, and after the starter shouted to start, the two sides began to duel!

The twenty fighters, step by step, walked towards the musician, their spears glittering, and as long as they took a few steps further, the spears in their hands could fly out and shoot through the heads of the enemies on the opposite side!

But the remaining few steps are a few steps into the Yellow Spring, because the twenty musicians put the bamboo flute into their mouths together, and then blew the music, and the twenty fighters on the opposite side projected the flying spear in their hands together, and when the flying spear flew in the air, it was pushed by a powerful sound wave and fell to the ground one after another, and the sound wave was very strong, and it kept blowing over, and Wang Zhaodi's car was almost overturned!

Everyone's flasks, kettles, and weapons all buzzed and resonated, and as the pitch on the other side increased, these things exploded one by one!

The sound of ping-pong was incessant, all the wine jugs and kettles were shattered, and all of them were deformed and bent, and they could no longer be used as weapons to fight, and all the soldiers were attacked by this powerful music of unknown origin, and immediately became extremely violent, they could not control their bodies, and began to beat each other, and the scene suddenly became a mess!