Chapter 135: Death of the Nation
The background of the song "Loyal to the Country" is the Southern Song Dynasty, when the wolf smoke rises and the rivers and mountains look north, and the dragon rises and rolls the horse, and the sword breath is like frost...... In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Jin soldiers went south, burning, killing and looting, and the water was in dire straits. The sky is angry, the wind is soaring, the righteous people of the Central Plains shoot the case, carry a three-foot green sword, cross thousands of miles of good horses, toss and turn, everywhere they go, the enemy is invincible......
The heart is like the Yellow River, who can resist in the past 20 years...... the spirit of "smashing the Yellow Dragon, drinking with the king" is like the Yellow River waterfall, going straight to the sky, Dingxiang Han, Kai Yuluo, Yancheng is a great victory and the enemy is frightened, and Yingchang is a battle with Jin Sheng. Who said helplessly: "Shake the mountain, shake the Yue family's army!" ”
Hatred is mad and long, and how many siblings are loyal to their souls...... In the first battle of Xiaoshangqiao, General Yang Zaixing was hit by a wound in his body, and he stubbornly resisted until he died of blood. The six armies wept bitterly, and the marshal personally broke the arrow as an oath, not to lose the land, and it was difficult to take revenge! And on the ground in front of us, how many fathers and elders are covered with white bones......
What a pity to die to repay the family and country, endure sighing and regretting, and are speechless with tears in my eyes...... On the south bank of the Yellow River, tens of thousands of troops were in high spirits, waiting for an order to cross the Yellow River north and drink the Yellow Dragon. And at this time, an edict for the withdrawal of troops came, and twelve gold medals came...... cut the hair and tie the rope to tie the war horse, dismantle the clothes and draw the line to make up the flag...... The hard work of this kind of war for decades has been completely rested in this way. All the soldiers were full of righteous indignation, and their tearful eyes looked at the marshal in unison...... But the marshal turned his back, and no one saw his tears...... Just clenched fists and slammed the long case......
The horseshoe goes south and people look north, and people look north at the grass and yellow dust...... In the midst of the people's cries and cries, the army had already walked for several miles. Everybody walks very slowly, very slowly. The footsteps can't be stopped, but no one can't help but look back: the former city head in the dust and grass is still majestic. Do you remember that you were the first to attack the city wall? At that time, I was happy to look into the distance: what a wonderful splendid river and mountain! However, it will be someone else's in the future......
I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory, and I want to let the Quartet come to congratulate me
…… Many years have passed, and the world has changed. There was a voice that did not disappear: "I am willing to plan for total victory, expect to collect the land in the two rivers, spit on Yanyun, and finally want to take revenge and repay the country, swear to heaven and earth, and still order the head of the army to be called a vassal!" Yue Fei's impassioned writing will always echo in the land of China...... Inspired by generations of good sons and daughters of China!
I have to say that the influence brought by serving the country with loyalty is actually very amazing. Its lyrics, and even every word in it, are worthy of deep thought by every descendant of Yan and Huang, and the sadness and despair revealed in the song can be experienced in the hearts of every soldier present. Because the current situation in Dahua has too many similarities with the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty. The seemingly powerful Dahua is actually just wearing an iron coat, as long as this iron coat is pierced, the enemy will find that in fact, the interior of Dahua is already full of devastation, corruption and pus.
"Good!" Xiahou Yong was the first to stand up and screamed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole camp was also applauded. Compared with Li Mingyuan's previous creations, no, to be precise, the plagiarized "Shuofeng Flying Song", which is loyal to the country, has won the sense of recognition of the soldiers, and the feelings revealed between the lines make every soldier intoxicated.
At this moment, many soldiers remembered their comrades who died in battle, and many people remembered their parents, wives and children! Hatred is crazy and the long knife is heading, how many siblings are loyal to the bones of the country! In just a few crosses, it sang the hearts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. For the sake of the country, for the nation, and for the sake of hundreds of millions of people, this group of most simple and selfless soldiers has paid too much, but there are too few people who can understand them. They have made the greatest contribution, but they can only be reduced to dispensable supporting roles and become the most worthless cannon fodder, which is today's Dahua.
Xiahou Yong is Zhou Tai's deputy general, who joined the army at the age of seventeen, and is now a veteran with absolute experience. Although he was deeply appreciated by Zhou Tai, Xiahou Yong's current status was also earned by real swords. He has been a soldier at the grassroots level, so he understands the feelings between soldiers and their comrades. Don't talk about others, even he himself at the moment thinks of the old brothers who ate in a big pot with him decades ago, and now I'm afraid that they are not alive, thinking of this, Xiahou Yong couldn't help but shed a few old tears.
"My old brothers!" Xiahou Yong screamed, and then cried bitterly, the whole barracks suddenly exploded as if the pot had exploded, and there were crying fathers and mothers everywhere, and Li Mingyuan was a little overwhelmed when he looked at the lively scene in front of him alone.
"This, what's going on? Didn't you say a good reunion comedy? How did it suddenly become a tragic drama? Li Mingyuan looked at the crying crowd and was a little at a loss.
"Mingyuan, your song of loyalty to the country is really good! With such talent as you, you will definitely be able to come back with a top prize! Gao Zhiping, who was sitting next to Li Mingyuan, said with admiration.
As a shameless plagiarist, Li Mingyuan's cheeky skills have long been practiced to the point of perfection. Now Li Dashao's face is as thick as the city wall, and you won't be able to make a name for yourself in three or four days by shaving your face with a knife.
Although he shamelessly plagiarized other people's "Loyal to the Country" and put it under his own name, Li Mingyuan, who had done such a bad thing, did not have a trace of remorse, but was quite complacent about the praise of others, "Brother Gao has a good reputation, and the younger brother just said so casually, if you can be the champion at this level, then wouldn't my Dahua champion be everywhere!" ”
"Mingyuan, you don't have to be modest anymore, I'm convinced, casually say this, you can say such a song that makes Hou Ye's blood boil, I think even the champion can't compare to you, you are even better than the champion!" Du Xiuyuan took a sip of old wine with red eyes.
Thousands of people don't wear it, and they don't wear it. There's no one who doesn't like to hear good things. Li Mingyuan is no exception, others praise him so much, this guy is naturally happy in his heart. Anyway, I have peace of mind and am not afraid of being exposed by others.
"Mingyuan, I finally saw it, you kid was born to read! Letting you go into the military and run a business will only ruin you. In the future, you will not be allowed to do all these improper things. Be sure to study hard and come back with the best of the best. Give me Xiahou to fight for face, and give me hundreds of thousands of brothers to fight for face! The drunken Xiahou Yong came over and patted Li Mingyuan on the shoulder and said proudly.
The soldiers also nodded again and again. Li Mingyuan's talent completely conquered this group of big bosses. Today's Li Mingyuan is the spokesman of the sage in their hearts, and they are on the same level as Confucius and Mencius. It's a pity that there are no cameras these days. There are no conditions for taking pictures. Otherwise, everyone must find a way to take a serious black and white photo of Li Mingyuan. Then frame it, go home and put it on the incense table, and kowtow to the incense every day!