Killing Spree 5

This is the second half of the broken array, compared to the atmosphere of the first half of the syncope, the second half of the syncope is more desolate, He Dubo turned with the drum, a pair of arms flew up and down in front of the drum, moaning but turned low, in the meaning, there is endless sorrow. The civil and military forces below shouted at sky-high prices.

In the midst of the cheers, Wu Ming was stunned, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. 'The sound of the horn urges people to grow old, and they are behind them', life is in the world, everyone is fighting, but they can fight for it, and what they get in the end. Even the prime minister, who was once in power for a while, held heavy troops, and after his death, he was as good as he was. Even if the governor is a prince, he is also a prince, but the battlefield is dangerous, people have good and bad luck, and now his life is dying, and he is still dying like an ordinary person, and he does not know tomorrow.

All living beings are ants, and so it is.

At this time, the sound of the drum became lighter and gradually inaudible, He Dubo held the drumstick high, standing in the middle of the stand, and the majestic shore was like a god. The needle drop in the hall could be heard, and after a while, there was a sound of applause. Most of the Persian dances are also accompanied by drums, but the drums are good, and compared with the big drum just now, there is less flavor. The dance that Esther danced for Wu Ming on the deck vividly interpreted the essence of Persian inspiration, but compared with it, it was still more soft and less hard.

This drum was already beaten well, and the civil and military forces below spared no effort to applaud, Wu Ming was awakened by this shout, only to feel that his eyes were a little wet, at this time He Dubo walked back to his seat and said to Wu Ming: "Grandpa, vulgar skills, smile and be generous." ”

Wu Ming hurriedly drank all the wine in the cup, lest He Dubo find that his expression was abnormal, and when he put down the cup, it was still a little unnatural: "There, the prince's drum has opened the kid's eyes, and he is extremely rude." ”

He Dubo sat down in his position, sighed and said: "There, the grandfather is a man of temperament, so how can I talk about rudeness." ”

His voice was much lower than just now, Wu Ming's heart moved, and when he looked up at He Dubo, he saw that the other party's eyes were slightly red, and he was obviously also involved in it just now: "When the ancestors started their families, they cut thorns and thorns all the way to create such a situation in the West. ”

In just a short while, Wu Ming had returned to normal, and he glanced at Chu Tianxing next to him: "He Guozhu is too modest, who doesn't know now that if the entire Western Land is not Yu Chen, I am afraid that he will die in Persia long ago." He is the master of the world, and how can he live up to the words of the ancestors. ”

Chu Tianxing didn't have any belonging to the Eastern Han Dynasty, and He Dubo's drum naturally couldn't infect him. Although he ate and drank calmly, he kept his ears open and listened, and when he heard Wu Ming say this, he was immediately very dissatisfied: "Grandpa, what you said is not right, who said that if you descend to Persia, Yu Chen will lose the country?" The day before yesterday, my lord Xinglong sent a decree that as long as the lord of any country can surrender, his land and title will remain the same, and some additional conditions can be attached. ”

He Dubo seemed very interested: "Oh, what are the other conditions, can Master Hou tell me to hear about it." ”

Chu Tianxing snorted and looked at Wu Ming on the side: "This, it's better to say it in private......

He Dubo scolded secretly in his heart, although this Chu Tianxing was young, he was a little too cunning, and he had been dragging his feet without saying anything before he agreed to him. I don't know what the wolf marquis was like before. But for him, the name of this wolf is well deserved.

Wu Ming didn't look over, pretended not to pay attention to the conversation between the two, picked up the cup and took another sip of wine. He Dubo performed this encouragement at the banquet, and I am afraid it is not just for fun. This old guy is scheming, sitting in the land of dust, but he wants to take this opportunity to make a fortune. This man is indeed extraordinary. Although Wu Ming didn't like him as a person, he had to admire him.

Wu Ming is He Xiaotian's son-in-law, and his son He Xiaoyao is the successor of the He family's power in the northwest. Hearing that He Dubo and Chu Tianxing were bargaining in front of him, he should have been angry, but now in addition to anger, he was even more unpleasant. Everyone has their own sufferings, and for He Dubo, it is understandable that he wants to keep the legacy left by his ancestors and carry it forward. Now that Governor He's life is in danger, the He family in the northwest is also crumbling, and it seems reasonable for Yu Chen to throw himself into Persia.

Only such a person can be exquisite and comprehensive. Between the West and the Southern Han Dynasty and Persia, he does have the ability to do it with ease.

Wu Ming's heart was churning, but his face was silent, he raised his glass and smiled: "Didn't the prince just say that today is just a banquet, not anything else?" Why did you commit it first, no, you have to be punished. ”

When I came to see He Dubo today, I wanted to persuade him to send troops with me to deal with Persia, but now it seems that it is a bit wishful thinking. As Governor He's illness worsened, this Yuchen Country Lord obviously had two hearts, with this Chu Tianxing here, what else could he talk about?

Chu Tianxing is also a shrewd person. He Dubo wanted to meet the source left and right, how could he not know such a truth, and hurriedly echoed Wu Mingdao: "Grandpa is very right, the prince is knowingly guilty, and he should be punished with two large cups." ”

Now that the two are a united front, they join forces, and He Dubo can overcome the enemy, and he has been poured several large cups in a row. Seeing that the situation was not good, He Dubo glanced down urgently, and a group of civil and military officers under him rushed up, surrounded Wu Chu and the two, and toasted one after another. This Dao 'Grandpa is really a dragon among people, young and promising. 'That Dao' Chu Hou is invincible, and the lower officials have admired him for a long time. Although they drank a lot of wine, none of them had the desired effect. Although Wu Ming's skills are profound, but on the guest seat, he is not lucky enough to force the wine, and when the banquet disperses, people are also a little smoky.

He Dubo was very considerate, prepared a carriage outside the palace, and personally helped Wu Ming into the carriage. Drowsy all the way, Wu Ming didn't know how to return to the camp. When he returned to the camel camp, he didn't see Zhu Yuqing, and when he asked the soldiers who stayed behind, he realized that the Holy Mother had gotten up early, but he didn't know where he was going.

Because he drank some wine, he stayed up all night yesterday, and thinking of He Dubo's ambiguous attitude at the banquet, Wu Ming's mood was even more depressed. Lying on the side of He Xiaotian's bed, he fell asleep, this sleep was most of the day, and when he woke up, it was evening again, and the sunset slanted in from outside the tent, dragging out a long light and shadow on the ground.

He Xiaotian was still asleep, walked out of the camp, Zhu Yuqing still didn't come back, Wu Ming was a little uneasy, asked the guards for a horse, and rode a war horse to the city.

The camel camp was built according to the south gate of the Yuchen Kingdom, which was convenient to resist the Persian attack, and Wu Ming galloped his horse. He is He Xiaotian's son-in-law, but also the husband of the Virgin, although he is not directly in charge of the camel camp, but his prestige in the northwest is enough, and many soldiers saluted along the way.

The main camp is very close to the city tower, and it will not take a short time to arrive, and go up the stairs to the head of the city, and the twilight has come. In the distance, there was no sound in the Persian camp.

Looking far away, there was a camp outside in the dark, and it seemed that there was no end in sight. Although there was no change, Wu Ming was still a little worried, the Persians blocked the reinforcements from China and the West, and the number of people besieging the city was even larger, it seemed that this time, the other party was bound to win.

After looking at it for a while, his eyes were a little sore, and when he asked the patrol soldiers around him, he said that he had not seen the Virgin. It seems that Xiaoqing is not in this section of the city wall. Wu Ming walked all the way along the female wall, ready to find a few more places to try, and was walking, when suddenly, the ethereal sound of the piano sounded in the distance.

The sound of the harp was not far away, as if it were at the head of another city. Its voice is elegant and beautiful, and it is playing one of the four songs of Shangshu Palace, "Autumn Fruit", which is very pleasant to the ear. Although the melody is complex and varied, the connection is very natural, comfortable and tactful, like a thin filament, a thousand turns, washed by the wind in the night sky.

That's Xiaoqing playing.

Wu Ming is no stranger to this song, when he returned from the Western Expedition last year, Zhu Yuqing was saddened that the relationship between his father and daughter was getting thinner and thinner, and he once played a song for Wu Ming in the backyard, and he still remembers it deeply.

"The autumn wind is twilight, and a line of egrets is clear in the sky.

The boat is turbulent, the boat is excited, and the competition is calm.

Looking at the East Palace, the scenery is better than the spring glory.

Looking back on the past, I spurred and spurred, and indulged thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with affection.

※ Goose yellow snow willow, shoulder to shoulder, smiling at the traffic.

Zheng chrysanthemum drinks pearls, fragrant jade, Xia Fei makeup red.

The years of Unai are prosperous.

※ Chanjuan is together, pouring countless wines.

The piano is laned, the bells and drums are tinkling, the warehouse is full of years, and the music is harmonious.

sighing about this, I am willing to return to the field and be willing to be an old farmer. ”

Autumn is the Eastern Han Dynasty founding prime minister Ouyang Fang to retreat to the idyllic work, its words have a lot of harvest and the joy of the success of the retirement, listening to the sound of the piano, as if the body inside and outside are flowing clean water, no longer think about anything, but fluttering has a sense of wanting to fly. Wu Ming slowed down and walked all the way towards the sound of the piano. The surrounding soldiers on duty leaned against the city, watching the sound of the piano start, their faces full of tranquility.

In the past, Xiaoqing's piano sound, although it was also beautiful, but it was weak and less angry, but now the body is healed, and the autumn fruit is playing, more like flowing water, much more lively, full of infinite vitality. Just as I was listening attentively, there was a sudden "bang" sound, but someone used a war drum to insert a beat from the total. The sound of the drum was mainly low, but as soon as this sound came in, it was all the way up, and it felt like it was thousands of miles off the ground, but it matched the sound of the piano with the sound of the clear spring dingdong, as if it should have been so.

The heavy drum sound is getting higher and higher, such as the lonely peak and the clouds, the long whale absorbs the water, there is a great sense of looking at the world, the sound of the piano seems to be a little difficult to continue, it is already want to be interrupted, at this time, suddenly "Zheng Song" sound, the sound of the piano changed to a horn tone, and it was replaced by "Spring Return" and it.

"Spring Return" is also one of the four songs of Shangshu Palace, usually used for marriage, Wu Ming listened, and there was more smile in his heart, Xiaoqing is now playing "Spring Return", not only words, but even the music is full of vitality, full of vitality.

Wu Ming felt that the alcohol on his body was swept away with tiredness, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the source of the sound. After walking a few steps, he thought he was walking too slowly, so he began to run, but now many soldiers rushed towards the source of the sound. Wu Ming is not good at using force to catch up, and now it is much slower than before.

After walking for a while, he heard it clearly, it was at the east gate, and there was a distance from the south gate to the east gate, because Persia organized a large army to snipe the reinforcements from the west and the west, and in order to prevent people from meeting on both sides, Persia also arranged many people at the east gate, and this side was also the most important.

At this time, the sound of the drum suddenly turned low, but it was much deeper, and the sound of the piano was in harmony, and it seemed to be arguing again, and the drum seemed to be desperately going higher, and although the sound of the piano was light and lively, it was still in one place.