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In the midst of the blazing firelight, the night breeze was blowing, he stood in the middle of the square, raised the wine urn, raised his head and took a sip of heavy drink, and said in a long voice in his mouth - "Draw your sword and look at the world, the north wind is bleak." ”

With a wave of the broken knife in his hand, he slashed into the void, and when the strength passed, a blue firework of Sensen plasma erupted from the broken knife, and the knife was pointing straight at the sky.

In the square, drums rumbled, shaking the night sky.

As the blade slowly slashed through several dark blue arcs in the air, Fan Xiang held a broken knife in one hand and a wine urn in the other, stepping lightly on the moon steps, dancing with the nodes of the drums, and continued to chant - "Look up and look up to the sky and howl, and the war drums are urgent." "While chanting, he gulped down, and the momentum soared to the sky.

At this time, on the square, the six-sided cowhide drums used in the army beat together, and the drums of "knock, knock, knock, knock" were even more majestic and heroic, just like the ground of the square was moving with a sound.

In the square, everyone watched with bated breath, and there was no sound.

Fan Xiang is at the forefront of the dance team, with the rumble of the cowhide drum, dancing the same dance moves as Mei Duoer, Ziqi and others, everyone's dance moves are uniform, just like a person's dance, very beautiful. Between the swings of the blue flame of the broken knife, the bonfire in the field also flickered, swayed and swallowed according to the rhythm, or contracted to the ground and spread around, or stretched out a long flame tail to burn the sky.

Fan Xiang led the dance in front, dancing to the rhythm of the war drums, dancing, drinking, and chanting - "A zhang of red dust covers the sun, and 90,000 mountains and rivers stain the soldiers with blood." It's now, the cold knife is strong, and the wreckage is angry. "The hand interrupted the knife is also combined with the drum beat, the strength is through the arm bend, the knife flashes frequently, the blue flame is shining, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Fan Xiang is half-drunk, dancing the knife, drinking, sliding, chanting, leading the knife dance of the people behind him, with the earth-shaking rumbling rhythm, the bright blue flame knife sometimes moves around the body, sometimes dances close to the body, turns the body into a circle, or steps on the moon, between a breath and a breath, light, steady, heroic, tragic.

Long chanting lyrical, dancing to a strong place, swords and wine urns, the crisp sound of dangdang should be with the majestic rumbling war drums, and the mouth chanted:——

"Draw your sword and look at the world, the north wind is bleak.

Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and howl, and the war drums are urgent.

Ten zhang of red dust covers the sun, and 90,000 mountains and rivers stain the soldiers with blood.

It's now, the cold knife is strong, and the wreckage is angry.

Pull out the mountain, and the air covers the world.

The wind rises and the clouds fly.

Straddling to the battlefield, the sword is bold.

Zhuang Huai fiercely guarded the four fields, and the long song only cried for the man.

After that, I will be drunk and look at Wu Hook, breaking the wolf. ”

The sound of chanting and dancing steps are combined with the drum beat, the tone is subdued, full of energy, heroic, and majestic.

All the sergeants in the field have experienced the bloody battlefield, and they are all nine deaths, when they hear "pull out the mountain, the air covers the world." The wind rises and the clouds fly. Straddling to the battlefield, the sword is bold. They all stood up one by one, whether they were humans or demon soldiers, to the rhythm of the chanting of Fanxiang, and followed the gentle chanting "Zhuang Huai fiercely guards the four fields, and the long song is only for the men to cry." After that, I will be drunk and look at Wu Hook, breaking the wolf. ”

The majestic and heroic voices of thousands of people converged into a sea of collective chanting in the square, and the sound shook the sky and everyone burst into tears.

Fanxiang chanted, a long howl, threw the wine urn in his hand to the sky, and then, jumped up, faced the wine urn, flew up, straight into the air, held the knife tightly in his hand, the void pulled a knife flower, like a flying dragon in the sky, and then, the knife in his hand was swung out as much as possible, a knife slashed to the wine urn, only to see a blue light flashed, the wine urn was broken, "boom" a loud sound, the wine flew in the air, the blue flame on the knife will be scattered and the wine was ignited, and tens of millions of fireworks erupted in mid-air, red, blue, green, purple, Golden, like lit fireworks, in an instant, brilliantly burning, reflected in the sky above the bonfire, dazzling, extremely beautiful.

Fan Xiang flipped a somersault in the air, holding the Xuanbing Flame Broken Knife, holding the Sensen Blue Flame, falling straight down, the green clothes fluttered, like a god in the world, standing firmly in the center of the square, casually slashing a knife, the blue flame passed, and the drum stopped.

Mei Duoer and the others put away the knife, came over and stood quietly behind Fan Xiang, looking at everyone in the field.

The flames of the bonfire, blazing brightly, shone on everyone in the square. The square fell silent for a while, and after a while, the applause was thunderous, and the crowd erupted in earth-shattering applause.

The moon in the sky gradually went west, it was night, everyone was happy and dispersed, and the people who returned from Chun Yuyi, Xinzi Period, Chun Yu Tiying, Ayiguli and so on settled in the accommodation camp and ...... a good night.

The next morning, the City Lord of Mei Lingfeng summoned everyone in the council hall to discuss what to do next.

Outside the Zhengda Guangming Palace, a team of soldiers in bright armor held swords and guns, standing solemnly and carrying out vigilance.

The council chamber was located in the Zhengda Hall of Light in the royal palace, and there was not a single hall in the palace at this time that was not dilapidated. The roof of the main hall was temporarily covered with reeds to protect it from the sand and rain, and the throne that stood high on the throne, with its back and left armrest broken, was quietly placed in the front of the main hall, and the dust that had accumulated earlier on it had been cleaned up.

In the middle of the Zhengda Guangming Palace, a simple wooden board and more than a dozen stools are placed, and the right is used as a conference table, everyone is crowded, and more than ten people can sit around the table.

Mei Lingfeng sat at the top of the conference table, with Zhu Jianqiang, Guo Feng, Chun Yuyi, and Wei Yan on the left hand table, and Mei Gu, Fanxiang, Mei Duoer, and Chun Yu Tiying on the right hand table, and Xin Ziqi and Yu Wuxian sitting in the first place.

Mei Lingfeng looked at everyone, everyone was refreshed and full of energy, especially a few young people were just right and full of energy, so he cleared his throat and said, "First of all, we all welcome the two brothers Fan Xiang and Wei Cheng to join our team of elite rebels. ”

Everyone in the audience applauded in welcome.

Mei Lingfeng waited for everyone's applause to stop, and continued, "At present, so far, we have gathered about 6,000 people in the Elite City, in addition to the old and young women and children, there are about 2,500 young and middle-aged people who can fight. Logistics, money, food, and other components. I propose that Zhu Jianqiang be the left general and the captain of the imperial guard, Wei Shan, the right general, Guo Shanfeng, the city defense general, and Chun Yuyi, the chief Bo. Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Well, since there is no objection, let's do so. Mei Lingfeng paused, looked at Fan Xiang, and continued, "As for the position of King Jingju, I want to follow Qin Mugong's practice and stand up as virtuous, and we choose a person with virtuous character and ability to be the king." What do you say?" Pig Jianqiang and the others glanced at each other, but neither of them raised any objections.

"Alright, I have a candidate here, I ,...... I think the little brother Fan Xiang is good, he can be the king of the essence, lead everyone to fight against the Beigong servant army, and achieve more victories in the future. Mei Lingfeng cleared his throat, looked around at everyone, and continued: "I don't know what everyone thinks?"

When Fan Xiang heard this, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Brother Mei, this can't be helped. I'm young and knowledgeable, and I can't afford this important responsibility, Brother Mei, you might as well choose someone else. Besides, I was just passing by and heard from my friends, and when the war was over and they were rescued, I had to leave. ”

Pig Jianqiang and Guoshan Feng glanced at each other and said, "Mei Da, big, big brother, since, Fan, Fan, Fanxiang brothers still have their own business, we feel, feel, feel, that, that, that's not as good as Mei, Mei, Mei, big brother, you have done a good job, haha, I, I, we think it's very, it's quite appropriate." Pig Qiang's face was purple and stammered, and finally finished speaking, turned his head to look at everyone, and smiled.

Mei Lingfeng laughed, and was about to speak, when Chun Yuyi held the "Warring States Policy" with the cover page of the book with raw edges in his left hand, and tapped it gently on his left leg, suddenly raised his head, and said slowly, "Brother Mei, I think, 'The planner is the foundation of things, and the listener is also the chance of survival.'" I have heard that there are few people who can have a country. The immediate task now is to prepare for the enemy's work. We still build a high wall, prepare for the famine early, and it is appropriate to call the king slowly, everyone thinks. ”

"That's right, but the city can't be left without an owner for a day, and then everyone will be separated, I'm worried about this, everyone said. Guoshan Feng looked at Chun Yuyi, there was no expression on his lean face, and he shook his head and said.

"The Exquisite City has been my Huaxia territory since ancient times, and the people of the Jingjue City are also the people of my Dongsheng Huaxia family, even if there is a big chaos today, we, the people of China, can only maintain the unity of China, how can we establish ourselves as kings here? This is a great disapproval of the world, and it will be spurned by the world, absolutely not, absolutely not!" Chun Yuyi shook the "Warring States Policy" in his hand, looked at the people on the seat, and said calmly.

"We are not trying to be kings of our own country, we are doing this to facilitate the day-to-day administration of our city. The mountain wind looked at everyone present and said coldly.

"Well, I, I, I also agreed, over, the words of the general of the mountain wind, no, no, not a day, a day, a day without an owner. The pig snorted strongly, the fat on his cheeks trembled, stammered, and his face turned purple, as if he was a little anxious.

Chun Yuyi looked at the pig and the mountain wind, and was about to say something, but saw that Mei Lingfeng was looking at him, his eyes were cold, and his face seemed to be smiling, so he wanted to speak and stopped, flipped the "Warring States Policy" in his hand a few times, pondered for a moment, and finally did not continue his topic just now.

Mei Lingfeng looked at everyone, and saw that everyone was silent, so he stood up, left his seat, paced two steps, turned his back, about half a cup of tea, turned around, pressed his hand on the edge of the conference table, laughed, and said: "Since this is the case, then I will temporarily replace this exquisite king, of course, first of all, we are the people of the Dongsheng Huaxia family no matter when and where, we are the people of the Dongsheng Huaxia family, and we take it as our duty to resist the aggression, bullying, and plunder of the Beigong servant army. Since we are a king of guarding the city under Huaxia, at the beginning of the throne, due to the special situation at present, we don't need to do any ritual of kneeling and bowing three times and nine bows to the heavens, haha. However, little brother Fanxiang, the work of this elite general still needs you to take over, and in the future, you will command the entire army in the city, well, those little guys are also under your command,...... Even if you want to leave our Elite City in the future. Brother Fanxiang, this job should be my eldest brother, please ask you. ......”

Fan Xiang looked at everyone, and saw that everyone was looking at him, with eager eyes, so he pondered for a long time and stood up.