In the face of this extremely strange way of attacking, the saint has no way at all, in fact, he is also caught in the attack of the voice and can't extricate himself, he relies on his deep cultivation to maintain the most lucid point, but it's a pity, he can only barely let himself not retreat, but it can't be done to make his subordinates sober up.

The power of the Zhengzhu ensemble has been getting bigger and bigger, and the four hundred enemies have been forced to retreat step by step, retreating to the mountain road, and in fact, not only them, but even other troops thousands of meters away are also affected by the sound, those soldiers are also forced to retreat step by step, and secretly feel that it is not good, and order to retreat, but fortunately, the main energy of the nine girls is not on them, otherwise, they will definitely not retreat so easily.

As the sound of the zither and the sound of building gradually reached the climax, Yang Xiaomei's erhu sound also squeaked, the sound of the erhu was originally very miserable, and Yang Xiaomei's performance, it made people feel miserable, as if these erhu sounds with the families of countless soldiers crying, countless soldiers moaning before death, countless soldiers for their comrades to die and let out a sad howl, people can't help but cry sadly, giving birth to a sense of empathy and misery, the voice of the erhu suddenly rises, and it makes people feel the cruelty of war, losing relatives, robbing homes, displacement, having no place to return, wandering everywhere, having nothing to eat, no clothes to wear, and the suffering of life is nothing more than this, Hearing the sound of the erhu, the eyes of countless people couldn't help but cry, and most of the murderous aura on their bodies dissipated unconsciously, the secret troops of these two major temples are all extremely strong-willed and bloody-stained people, but the power of the music played by the nine girls is too great for them to bear. Of course, although these people have power in their hands and have enjoyed wealth and wealth, they have all been born and died on the battlefield, and what about the one who has not lost his comrades? What about the one who has not lost his relatives? What about the one who has not seen the tragic scenes of the battlefield? Therefore, this song also makes them feel the same way, so it is inevitable to be restricted.

He Cuimei's gong also joined the music, the gong sound was loud and amazing, as if it was ringing the alarm bell in the hearts of addicted people, so that everyone should not be sad anymore, no longer shed tears, but muster up the courage to fight, and what was lost was regained by fighting to defeat the enemy, accompanied by the sound of gongs, the drum sounded more urgently, like a horn on the battlefield, urging people to fight, let people to defeat the enemy, rebuild their homes, and the drum was urgent, and the sound of the zither was louder, and the sound was through the sky.

And in the feeling of the saint and others, a new war has begun again, this is a war of counterattack, countless battlefields sacrifice life and death to attack, attack, sacrifice is also at all costs, keep attacking, until the enemy is destroyed, defeat the enemy, they can feel that they are facing an army that is terrible to the extreme, has not been afraid of death, is not afraid of any enemy, dare to go to war with any enemy, even the army of God, they do not hesitate to sacrifice themselves in order to protect their homeland, for their relatives, leave death to themselves, leave the hope of life to their relatives and compatriots, they are an invincible army。

And in the music, the saint also heard the meaning beyond the music: "This is the Yanhuang tribe is showing us their will, although they are not strong enough, but for their homeland, for the survival of their relatives and race, they do not hesitate to fight, even if it is a god, they dare to fight, do not fear, do not retreat, until they defeat the enemy or all die." What a terrible people. ”

With the performance of the music, the development of the music, the battle is also carried out one after another, and the sound of the erhu is gradually no longer sad, there is a little joy, which means that their battle is slowly winning, and as the sound of joy in the sound of the erhu is getting stronger and stronger, it means that they are not far from the final victory of the battle.

Just when the music reached a new climax, the sound of Zhao Hua's two daughters also joined, and their piano was full of joy, which showed that they had achieved a decisive victory in this battle of life and death, and they were not far from the victory after the most lucrative victory, the war was about to leave, a happy life was coming, and they could live a happy and stable life, and this kind of joy also made everyone feel that their murderous spirit had all disappeared, and there was no trace of the will to fight, they had also woken up, and they felt the joy after the victory of this battle and the vision of a happy life in the future, for a while, the one that was originally a battlefield was full of peace, which was really weird enough.

Eventually, the sound of the koto died down, and the flute and flute joined in, and the music became very festive, indicating that they were celebrating their great victory, that they had driven out the enemy, and that a grand celebration was taking place. With the playing of various instruments, everyone felt the hard-won victory and cherished the future peace.

The music is still evolving, the drums are excited, exuding people's joyful mood, expressing everyone's excited heart, the gong sounding, showing that people are sacrificing the dead soldiers, although they have died, but forever living in the hearts of the living, the sound of the erhu is expressing people's happy mood, the sound of the flute is clear and melodious, all of which express people's hope for a new life, everything is so perfect.

The sound of the musical instrument is evolving, describing the soldiers who put down their swords and guns and began to rebuild their homes, watching the crops in the fields grow strongly, watching the young generation grow under the teaching of their elders, watching the materials increase year by year, watching people's smiling faces increase day by day, watching people's self-confidence and pride increase, in short, everything is describing an era of life without war, no sorrow, only happiness and peace, where there are no tears, no life and death of relatives, only happiness and stability, this is the most ideal living environment for human beings。

The music gradually disappeared, and the song ended here, Sheng lowered his head, sighed, and Guangyi stood beside him and said, "My lord, what should I do?" "What else can I do? Do you think they still have the fighting spirit?" Do you still need to watch it? Guangyi knew that he had no desire to fight, from the song just now, he felt the cruelty of the war and the joy of victory, and also felt the will of the Yanhuang clan, is it still interesting to fight this battle? Can he defeat this terrible race? He didn't have that kind of self-confidence, and even the saint who he had always thought was omnipotent didn't have this self-confidence, so what should he do?

The saint re-walked on the one, bowed and said, "Mrs. Qian, thank you for letting us hear such wonderful music, I wonder what the name of this music is?" "I don't understand, but the life described in the music is so good, it's really like being in heaven, if Madame doesn't mind, can I call it a dream paradise?" "Yes, it's just a name, anyway, although that history is an unforgettable time for us, a record of how hard my ancestors fought hard, but for you, it's just a dream." Zhao Hongmei said with a sigh.

Sheng Yi was stunned and asked, "Isn't history illusory?" "It can be said to be illusory, but this piece of music was adapted by me and a few sisters based on a piece of history in my hometown, speaking of which, this history was also more than two hundred years ago, and I was not born at that time?" "Can you tell me about it?" "Of course you can, anyway, my task is to drag you here for three hours, since you are interested in listening to it, I can naturally say that as long as you don't let you go up the mountain for three hours." ”

The saint smiled bitterly and said: "After seeing the terrible power of your music, I still dare to fight to see the undead, you just played a piece of music to make my subordinates, including me, lose all their fighting spirit, what else can we fight? ”

Zhao Hongmei looked up at the sky in the distance, and said after a while: " I was not born on this planet, my hometown is on a distant planet, the name of that planet is Earth, I don't know how far away from here it is, in my hometown, there is no fighting spirit and magic, and we have incomplete memories inherited from ancient times, so even the secret skills of our Yanhuang clan have not been passed down much, in my hometown, people follow another path of development, people have all kinds of very powerful weapons, but we ourselves have more power than your slaves。 In my hometown, there is a branch of my Yanhuang tribe, the number of population is about hundreds of millions, about a quarter of the population of the whole planet, our ancestors have lived there since ancient times, occupy the best land in the east of the planet, live and breed there, we have been the most powerful country and nation on the earth for thousands of years, we have a highly developed civilization, but, more than two hundred years ago, my ancestors were proud, and the development of our civilization has entered a wrong truth, therefore, the strength of my country has lagged behind, and the races on the same planet as my race are some aggressive races, they see that my country is backward, so, began to invade my country, plundered the wealth of our people, and killed our compatriots, this process has lasted for nearly a hundred years, in those humiliating years, our compatriots were bullied, our wealth was frantically plundered by the enemy, our compatriots lived a life of poverty and hunger, and my enemies put our people side by side with dogs, making fun of us as the sick man of East Asia, talking about those humiliating years is really unbearable. ”

The saint and the others also felt a little empathetic when they heard it, the country was backward and occupied by others, and the life was indeed very sad, and the saint asked, "Then you didn't resist?" Yes, countless people with lofty ideals of our clan have risen up to resist, they first had many wars with the invaders, but we are backward in weapons, and politically corrupt, so almost every battle must be defeated, every defeat, the environment of our clan is a bad point, and later, the pioneers of our clan realized that they could not win this war related to the survival of the nation without overthrowing the corrupt government of our clan at that time, so they first overthrew the corrupt government at that time in a long time, but when the new government was established, we made serious mistakes, which led to the civil war that broke out within our own clan because of different political opinions, at this time, there were strong enemies outside and civil war insideThe people are really miserable. Zhao Hongmei said with a sigh.

(I'm a music idiot, so if you make a mistake, just scold it.) ）