As soon as these words came out, everyone, including the emperor and Yu Yi'an, was shocked.

"Breaking the Formation" is a pre-battle song during the march and battle, which is magnificent and tragic, describing the combat momentum of the soldiers who regard death as home.

How can it be used in the dance between the little daughters at the banquet?

Without waiting for the musician in charge of playing to say anything, a Weiyuan general retorted with a dark face: "Lord Anjun, the song of battle is not a child's play. ”

Prime Minister An Cheng was also surprised, and gestured with his eyes to Yu Yi'an to help An Xi, who didn't understand how soldiers paid attention to this matter.

Yu Yi'an nodded at Prime Minister An Cheng, and was about to say something to help, but he listened to An Xi's indifferent voice.

"The lord of this county will never make a joke about this, please rest assured."

Da Yu is a rebellion, this is an inevitable fact for everyone, and the personal guards of the Yu Wang family suffered heavy losses during the march, and I don't know how many soldiers' bones were buried in the wind and sand outside the Saiwai, and they have not been able to return to their hometowns so far.

Yu Yi'an looked at An Xi's confident expression and also had a lot of worries, if she danced well, she would naturally become famous, but if she danced a little badly, she would be criticized by civil officials, and those military attachés and generals who didn't know euphemism would scold her.

The white and bony hand tightly pinched the corners of his black robe, but there were no waves on his face.

The second prince's gaze only stayed on Yu Yi'an's hand for a moment, and then moved away lightly.

Anxi asked Maiji for crimson water sleeves, but she didn't expect it to match her ochre-red clothes.

Seeing that there was no one to dissuade him, the musician played the music by tapping and beating.

The sound of the guqin is low, and if you close your eyes and listen, you will feel as if you are in the desolate and lonely high tower outside the fortress, and the sound of the dark red flag being blown by the wind and gushing blood gas will be heard in your ears.

Below the castle were an army of millions, clad in black armor and holding long knives soaked in the blood of enemies or friends.

The general, covered in blood and who had not had time to clean, rode a tall horse in front of the formation, his dark red cloak fluttering in the wind and sand.

The whining of the wind and sand blew through the soldiers who were ready to go, and in their eyes was the determination to sacrifice their lives for the country.

An Xi stepped into the dance floor step by step with the slow and heavy drum beat interspersed with the sound of the guqin, and the water sleeves in his hands had not yet become the protagonist, An Xi's big sleeves waved lightly, fluttering with the slight rotation of his waist.

A bright flute sound intertwined with the music.

With the general's order, the vanguard troops rushed out, and the galloping horses' hooves kicked up puffs of dust, and the dust fell again in the yellow sand, leaving only a few faint figures of light horses gradually moving away.

The flute became more and more urgent, An Xi's posture danced faster and faster, and a hook of feet lifted a skirt corner, and the intertwined ochre crimson ribbons flew with her movements, and jumped up in the side before she fell, An Xi's whole person looked extremely smart.

The ribbon rose into the air with the flipping of her slender willow waist, hidden under the crimson shawl that was also flying, and the wide sleeves fluttered up to almost cover An Xi's entire body, and the bright red garnet steps could be faintly seen swaying in the fluttering skirt.

The forward troops were gone, and the figures drowned in the depths of the yellow sand with the roar of the slaughtering enemy.

The soldiers had red eyes, and they didn't know if they were lost in the wind and sand or if they suddenly missed their families.

The general gave an order, and the million-strong army began to charge on the whole front, and the general rushed to the forefront of the army first, giving all the soldiers faith and destiny.

The two armies fought, hand-to-hand, and the sound of galloping horses' hooves was eager to shatter this desolate land.

Blood was sprayed on the dry loess, I don't know how long it took, there was no more wind and sand, and the loess could no longer see its original appearance.

Several of the old generals who accompanied King Yu in the battle back then were already red-eyed, staring at the churning red figure without blinking.

Suddenly, An Xi threw the water sleeve away, and the crimson water sleeve of the big fan gushed out from both sides, hitting the air on both sides straightly, An Xi made a back kick in the air with his strength, and the soft water sleeve was thrown out of the air with a sound of breaking the air. The crimson wave of sleeves roared and met the big sleeve coat in the air, sending out a bigger wave of robes.

The general, with his broken arm, still standing on a tall horse, galloped out of the dust and sand, and the thousands of soldiers who followed behind him were soaked in blood, and the bright red blood dripped into the yellow sand along the horse's sideburns.

Unlike the sound of slaughter at the beginning of the war, even if the battle is won, the battlefield is still a bleak and desolate atmosphere, only the sound of horses' hooves and ... Sobbs.

The sound of the flute rose softly, but it suddenly turned urgent, An Xi took his left foot as the axis, waved his long sleeves, and his body rotated, but in an instant, he pulled out a long sword from his sleeve - it was the one that matched Yu Yi'an.

The emperor's personal guards suddenly rose up and stood on the emperor's side to protect them, but the emperor waved his hand and retreated.

An Xi's wrist turned sharply, wielding the long sword in his hand, the long sword was encapsulated in the water sleeve, but it could always find the gap interspersed, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, and the sound of cutting through the air matched with the sound of the water sleeve flying had a unique beauty of slaughter.

The few remaining soldiers followed the general to the bottom of the castle tower and looked up at the blood-stained city walls.

The king went down the tower and led the horse into the city for the general.

In an empty city, there are no people cheering in the middle of the road.

The severed arm of the general fell under his horse, clutching tightly the long knife that had followed him all his life.

The tears of kings and soldiers dripped into the yellow sand and washed away the blood.

The crimson banner was still planted high above the tower, and the smell of blood was churning in the wind and sand.

The four musical instruments came to an abrupt halt together, and only a "clang" could be heard in the banquet hall of Nuoda, which was the sound of An Xi's long sword falling to the ground.

For a while, no one spoke, not even the official ladies looked around, and everyone's eyes were still glued to the girl in the red dress.

An Xi stepped forward slowly, did not salute the emperor, but first bowed deeply to everyone in the general's seat, and then raised his eyes with tears in his eyes.

An Xi bowed to the emperor and empress.

Suddenly there was thunderous applause in the hall, and the sound of surprise was endless.

"Good!" It's the emperor.

Most of the military attaches and generals nodded to An Xi, their eyes were full of sadness, and many people had not yet come out of the emotions of An Xi's dance.

"This girl from Prime Minister An's family is very different from the rumors."

The second prince looked at Yu Yi'an, who was full of incredulity, and teased.

An Xi just thanked everyone and was walking back to his place.

"She's always been good."

Yu Yian, who was not stingy at all and praised his sweetheart, was a little puzzled in his heart.

He knows most of the things in Beijing, but he doesn't know how many things An Xi is hiding from him. Naturally, this dance skill could not be practiced in a few days, but An Xi told him that she didn't know how to dance and didn't like music.

Then why did she dance such a breathtaking dance in the main hall, and why did she choose "Breaking the Formation"?

Without noticing Yu Yi'an's eyes as if he was about to eat people, An Xi took a sip of his wine glass and calmed down his slightly unpleasant breath due to strong exercise.

This original owner is not simple.