At this moment, on the plain, it is raining, and the water is falling and the grass is growing!

From afar, hundreds of thousands of soldiers wearing cloth armor and wearing red scarves around their necks.

The military flag is red, reflecting each other from afar, and the people and horses stretch for miles!

At this moment, the audience in front of the TV, the people from CCTV, and the people in the Institute of History have already guessed what it is.

The Red Turban Army, Zhu Yuanzhang's men and horses before he ascended the throne!

"My God, I'm so excited, is this really going to see Zhu Yuanzhang?"

"Hanging, it's too hanging, Xia Xuan is Xia Xuan, it seems that this is really going to string all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty together and talk to them all."

"Wow, I'm so excited to see it, I'm so excited, are you about to witness the return of the Han Dynasty?"

"Collecting China is collecting China, which is much more exciting than taking a history class."

"I have to say that Xia Xuan's operation is a bit unexpected, but it is reasonable, it is indeed across the past and the present, and it is once again crossed, and there is no problem at all."

"It's back, they're back."

"My Da Ming, I'm back!"

On the other side of the picture, hundreds of thousands of people are dressed in blue and purple clothes, erecting black flags, and on the flag, a big "Chen" character is written.

And the place where the three of them were located was where Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang's army fought.

Watching the two armies face off and fight each other, the old eunuch Wang Chengen was so frightened that his legs kept trembling, but he still protected Chongzhen.

But Chongzhen was not afraid at all.

I even felt extremely proud.

The Red Turban Army, that is the Red Turban Army of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.

As a king after the Ming Dynasty, although he felt a little guilty in his heart, he was more proud.

Being able to see the strength of the Taizu Red Turban Army with his own eyes, how could he Chongzhen not be happy, how could he not be proud?

The three of them looked around, and in front of the red turban formation, a man who looked to be about thirty years old, wearing armor and a Han helmet, and his face looked very young.

I saw him take off his helmet, see the opposite military formation, laugh, and mock: "Hahaha, Chen Youliang is not enough, and he will not surrender obediently!" ”

At this moment, Chongzhen's eyes were full of excitement, and it was difficult to hide the joy in his heart.

"That's ...... That's, Taizu, my Ming Taizu! ”

"Could it be that I am really dead, and now I dream back to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty?"

At this moment, Chongzhen had the same idea as Wang Chengen just now.

If it weren't for dreaming back to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, what else could explain the current situation?

It is impossible to say that Xia Xuanhui will use immortal arts, take them back in time, and he came to see Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang on purpose?

Chongzhen absolutely didn't believe that there could be such an absurd and even incomprehensible thing in this world.

Therefore, the only thought in my heart is that before the time of the person, I will see what I think in my heart, and it will be like a big dream, and the past events in my heart will be vivid.

Before Chongzhen could come to his senses, the Red Turban Army and Chen Youliang's army fell into a fight.

The shouts of killing were deafening, resounding through the sky, as if they had dispersed all the white clouds in the sky.

Chongzhen raised his hands and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Now Mingzhi Taizu is in front of his eyes.

That's the person I've ever dreamed of seeing.

I saw him facing the thirty-year-old Zhu Yuanzhang and kneeling down.

"Taizu will go up again, and the descendants of future generations will be examined, and you will meet Taizu!"

At this moment, there is no Wang Chengen or Xia Xuan in his eyes.

All of this was just regarded as a dream by Chongzhen.

Maybe the voice was too small and drowned out by the shouting of killing, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't hear it, and still watched the two armies rush to kill.

Suddenly, "Woooo

Seeing the rain of arrows coming, Wang Chengen was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and put it in front of Chongzhen.

But unsurprisingly, the rain of arrows passed through them, and it didn't hurt them!

It's a dream! It's all a dream!

Seeing such a picture, the audience in front of the screen exclaimed again and again!

"I'll go, is this really deliberate? Isn't this better than Shuangdou? ”

"Gan, take a good look at some TV series, the characteristics of a variety show are better than yours, if not, don't shoot it."

"Brothers, you say, will this be all true, but it is shown to us as a variety show?"

"I'll go, brother, you suddenly have the truth, as we all know, videos and live broadcasts can't be PS, and there is no technology in ancient times, so, this is true!"

In the Institute of History, Wang Qingsheng was very excited and looked at the picture.

His hands trembled even more than when Xia Xuan saw Chongzhen before.

"A.D. 1359!"

"On that day, Zhu Yuanzhang defeated Chen Youliang in the Battle of Longwan."

Wang Qingsheng said excitedly.

At this moment, he was not just excited, but as if he was a protagonist on the screen.

It's as if you've traveled through history.

For Da Ming, love and hate, it's true.

But that only refers to the later years of the Ming Dynasty.

From Zhu Yuanzhang's abdomen to the territory of the Han Dynasty, to the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di's Yongle Emperor, which one is not exciting and makes people feel extremely proud.

The reason why Wang Qingsheng is like this is because from the beginning he knew that Xia Xuan was going to see Zhu Yuanzhang.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Xia Xuan chose such a point in time.

At this point in time, it can be said that it is not bad.

Because after Zhu Yuanzhang's victory over Chen Youliang, one city after another was contained, and the Han dynasty was returning little by little!

And it was not only Wang Qingsheng who was excited, but also others.

In an antique room, an old man with white hair, a thick body, and a large body looked at the picture on the screen and slapped the table excitedly.

"My God, is this a variety show or a time-traveling drama?"

"The confrontation between the two armies of hundreds of thousands of horses, as well as the rain of arrows just now, is this really too much of a variety show?"

The old man muttered.

He is the most well-known costume drama director in China, and he is also an old-timer in war film shooting.

Looking at such a magnificent scene, such momentum, he was excited, and even doubted life.

Suddenly, the phone next to him rang, showing Huang Wenqiang's name.

"Director Chu, how is it? Is the show okay? ”

On the phone, Huang Wenqiang's voice came.

The show was recommended by Huang Wenqiang to Chu Hongyun, he is a costume drama director, yes, and he also likes history very much.

He knew what the purpose of Huang Wenqiang's call was.

"I watched it, I watched it, but are you sure, is this still a live broadcast, a variety show?"

Without hiding the excitement in his heart, Chu Hongyun said into the phone.

But from beginning to end, his eyes never left the live broadcast screen.

He was really shocked.

Such a big scene, such a magnificent momentum, if nothing else, just the group performance of 100,000 people, I don't know how much it costs.

At present, there is only one director who dares to shoot like this in China, and there is only one person under his influence!

Lao Mouzi!!

The former Golden Armor and the opening ceremony are the best proof of this.

However, it's also a movie, not a variety show.

It's hard to imagine, a live variety show, a young host, how did he do it?