"God..."
At this time, Gu Jin was completely dumbfounded.
first.
She has been involved in, obsessed with, and engaged in the art industry for so many years... This is the first time she has seen a program that can make her skin crawl all over the place...
Yes.
This is a very complete and perfect stage play.
This is the "Winter is Coming" that Liu Zheng gave to Xie Tianyao this time!
It is expressed in the form of ancient martial arts and matched with a modern atmosphere. Although the physical expression is slightly exaggerated, it does not appear to be inconsistent at all... Only this kind of exaggeration can express the cruelty of these barbarians. Only by being cold and cold can the Liangzhou Army's feelings about family and country be expressed, as well as its ardent heart towards the Longyan Sect's temple and the country.
snowflake.
Still floating.
It’s still winter in Beijing.
Many people have already wrapped their clothes tightly. However, even though it was so cold, they were still unwilling to leave here and go back to put on more clothes because they didn't want to miss such a wonderful scene. This unprecedented scene...
"Is this Liu Zhizhou's hang glider?"
at this time.
Having entered the Ironwood City in the Imperial City, he looked coldly at the "birdmen" who had been circling in the sky.
No one answered him.
Because for barbarians like them from the grasslands, it is simply amazing that this thing can fly in the sky.
Tiemucheng's expression slowly turned gloomy.
Mizuno Masashige, isn't that true?
For the people of Beijing, this is a martial arts dance, this is a show, this is the grand finale of the main hall!
But to them, it's more than that.
This is a military exercise! This is a military exercise! This is a shocking performance for them! What the people saw was just entertainment. But what these barbarians saw was the military qualities displayed by the Liangzhou Army in this show. The Liangzhou Army displays orders and prohibitions, the fickle weapons in the hands of the Liangzhou Army, the armor worn by the Liangzhou Army, and the Liangzhou Army's attitude toward death.
"kill!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you!"
How can I say that I have no clothes? Tongze with Zi. The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd. Work together with me!
How can I say that I have no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son. The king raised his troops and repaired my armor. Go with me! "
Liu Zheng is riding on a war horse, wearing a silver-white military uniform, which attracts attention.
He roared.
The Liangzhou Army roared.
It looked like a fight and a performance, which made people's blood boil.
So handsome!
With every slash of his long sword, the Liangzhou army transformed into a battle formation.
Every time he roared, these Liangzhou troops became full of fighting spirit!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Countless girls in this capital started to scream when they saw Liu Zhizhou like this!
Regardless of whether they are wealthy daughters or royal aristocrats, their eyes are all starting to shine!
So handsome!
Never have they seen such a handsome man! Able in both literature and martial arts, there seems to be nothing he can't handle, both in heaven and on earth.
If you think about it carefully, with Liu Zhizhou's strong record since his debut, he is indeed worthy of being regarded as the unparalleled national warrior. Developing Liangzhou, pacifying the Western Regions, stabilizing Hanzhong, driving away the Southern Barbarians, fighting against the Huns... It seemed that he was involved in every major event in the Longyan Dynasty, and it was only with his participation that things were resolved perfectly.
The country's scholars are unparalleled.
Is it too much?
Is it too much?
Xie Tianyao finally stood up at this time and looked at Liu Zheng quietly.
At this time, he took a quick look.
His eyes are filled with what he wants to be.
"Wearing iron armor, carrying a long sword. Fighting with me, the road is long."
Get out the gun!
Wearing a white robe. A chariot.
A shout.
A Liangzhou army!
Liu Zheng looked determined.
The barbarians began to decline.
The dancers began to sing and dance on a larger scale, and the music continued.
"We share the same hatred of the enemy, and live and die together. We fight with you, and our hearts are not slack!"
Put away your gun, raise your shield, and draw your sword!
Amazing momentum!
The murderous aura is majestic!
The expressions of many people in Zhuque Tower changed drastically. If it weren't for the fact that the Liangzhou army only numbered three thousand, they would all be worried that Liu Zhizhou would take this opportunity to plot evil and capture Beijing...
"Treading on the swallows, chasing the beards. Fighting with the son, singing fearlessly!"
The third movement.
This time it finally begins.
A big war broke out suddenly under everyone's expectations. Three thousand Liangzhou troops started a hand-to-hand battle with the "barbarians".
The scene became bloody.
The court dancers are still dancing, still laughing, still getting drunk, and still making noise.
The soldiers still started to support each other, broke their weapons, but still bit the "barbarian" with their teeth...
When snowflakes fall on the ground, more will naturally melt into ice water. At this time, Suzaku Street has turned into mud. Rolling in the mud, struggling in the mud, fighting in the mud, life and death in the mud...
On the chariot.
Shen Manqing's dance moves are getting faster and faster, more and more amazing, and the drumbeats are getting faster and faster. Her graceful figure seems to be rolling at any time, but it is in an extremely graceful way, which makes people dizzy.
Liu Zheng, who was on a war horse, had already entered the battle formation.
The silver-white shirt was stained with blood.
There are more and more "barbarians".
The Liangzhou army is getting smaller and smaller.
More and more people are lying on the ground,
There are fewer and fewer people alive.
The ice and snow are getting bigger and bigger.
The temperature is getting lower and lower.
The dancing girls in the palace became more and more joyful and extravagant.
"When we unite as one, the mountains can be shaken!"
“Mountains can be shaken!”
"You have violated military law and you are not free!"
"I am not free!"
"You're going through fire and water, don't you dare to stay later!"
"Dare you stay late!"
"Report to the Emperor, come down and save the head of Guizhou!"
"Rescue Qian Shou!"
"Kill all the barbarians and find a prince!"
"Find a prince!"
There are fewer and fewer people singing this last song, but its momentum is getting stronger and stronger. It seems to be accompanied by the will of the nation, it seems to be accompanied by blood, it seems to be accompanied by expectations for the future, and it seems to be accompanied by the protection of his wife and children.
When the last two words "Fenghou" are spoken.
There was only one person left alive in the audience.
That one in white.
The chariot has stopped, and the woman in red who was playing the drum has passed away.
Barbarians.
Get rid of everything.
The Liangzhou army was completely wiped out.
Sad music began to sound.
The white robe was already completely red.
There were numerous injuries.
Of course.
He still raised the sword with difficulty, as if he wanted to pierce the sky,
His eyes were watching.
It's Xie Tianyao from the Zhuque Tower.
The whole Beijing.
At this time, there was silence.
Not a single sound anymore.
The hang gliders in the sky receded and the snowflakes stopped.
The weather is sunny again.
Music, stop.
This shocking and unprecedented martial arts dance came to an abrupt end.
"good!"
"good!"
"What a great Liu Zhizhou!"
Xie Tianyao, whose eyes were dazzled by the sight, and who seldom fluctuated in emotions, was now tightly holding on to the railing on the high-rise building of Suzaku.
He couldn't help but shouted: "Except for the king's body, who is worthy of wearing white clothes!"
"good!"
"reward!"
"reward!"
"Welcome Liu Zhizhou and enter the imperial city!"
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
