"Sword dance?!" Zhou Ruoxiao was slightly surprised and said with some uncertainty, "You want to dance a sword for me?"
The seven generals responded.
"Okay, let's get started!" Zhou Ruoxiao turned around and said calmly to the eunuch in front of the palace, "Go and get the swords for the old generals."
The palace's control over the entry and exit of ministers is extremely strict. Except for the patrolling guards, no one is allowed to bring weapons in.
Soon, the eunuch in front of the palace came with seven maids. Each of the maids held a long sword in their hands.
After the seven people bowed and saluted, they took the sword and pulled it out of its scabbard.
As soon as they grasped the sharp sword that shone with cold light, the old and tired state of the seven people was instantly wiped away. Their tiger eyes were wide open, and their eyes were full of high fighting spirit, as if they were about to fight to the death with their opponents, and they did not dare to do anything. slack off.
A general held his sword across his body, and he immediately flicked his sword and said, "The sound of the squad makes the north wind rise, and the sword energy rushes to the south. The mountains collapse with the mute, and the situation changes with the roar."
Use this to control the enemy, no enemy can't be destroyed; use this to attack the city, no city can't be defeated!
The public class may occupy the Han position, or associate with relatives in Zhou Dynasty, or reprint and send it to Huayan, or be ordered by Gu to be in the propaganda room. The words are still in your ears, how can you forget your heart when you are loyal? A handful of soil is not yet dry, but six feet of it is left alone?
If you can turn misfortunes into blessings, send them to your residence, and jointly establish the honor of the diligent king, without abolishing the order of the old king, all the nobles will reward you, and they will point to the mountains and rivers.
If he is attached to the poor city, wanders on the wrong road, and ignores the signs of opportunities, he will be punished later.
Let’s see who controls the world in today’s realm! "
The general's impassioned lyrics were so powerful and majestic, and his tone of voice was so ups and downs, that everyone could not help but feel the same hatred for the enemy. They wished they could go to the battlefield together and fight bloody battles to slay evil and eliminate evil!
The other six people were not idle either, each waving their long swords and dancing to the lyrics as gracefully as a dragon or as gracefully as a dragon.
They were dressed in golden armor, and the silver-white sword shadows reflected each other. As they moved and jumped, the light and shadow flickered everywhere in the hall, as if there were countless figures leaping around in the hall, like a group of hidden wild wolves. Wait for the prey to relax its vigilance and then deliver a fatal blow.
The body of the golden armor sometimes looks like a graceful butterfly, flying slowly among the flowers, tender as water, and looking back frequently, making people feel as if they are in the warm and fragrant nephrite, and can't bear to look away.
Just like in this prosperous age, the people live and work in peace and contentment. Although it is not said that everyone is rich and noble, most of them have no worries about food and clothing.
Who can refuse this day of peace and joy?
A master from Tianxia Academy once said, "Martial arts in the world are not prosperous, and the people live in intoxication and dream! The human race is born in sorrow, and will eventually die in peace and happiness!"
Many people think that these words are alarmist and want to attract people's attention.
However, it has to be said that after the deaths of masters as powerful as Jiang Huang and Kuhai, the pinnacle of martial arts seems to have been blocked at the ninth level. This has indeed made many warriors despair, and the development of martial arts has also fallen into an extremely slow stage. situation.
Today's fireworks world does not require the human race to have too much power. The demon clan is unable to fight against the human clan. Within the human clan, the conflict between the West Desert and Kyushu is far from reaching the level of war. On the contrary, the West Desert itself is full of loopholes. The ancient court and the new dynasty collided frequently.
The gentle world of fireworks has made countless people join in, no longer wanting to risk their lives to practice this martial arts that has come to an end.
The figure of the golden armor changes again, like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable, and like a dragon rising out of the sea, shocking all directions, with majestic power, just like the human soldiers who slaughtered all directions on the human-monster battlefield, all of them have courage that no one can match. , all of them are heroic people with great ambitions, hungry for the meat of the demon king, and laughing and talking about thirsty for drinking the blood of ghosts.
When all the ministers saw such a sword dance, their minds could not help but fall back into the turbulent years of bloodshed and drifting. At that time, the human race lived in dire straits and fires all day long. What shrouded the entire human race was the ferocious demon clan. The terrifying bloody mouth.
It hangs high above the human head, greedily and cruelly devouring it.
One fresh life after another.
However, under the erosion of the demon clan's darkness, there are still human warriors who uphold their duty to stand up and take up the sword of martial arts to wipe out the evil and defend their homeland and territory.
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All the officials were more or less filled with emotion at this moment.
Some people lamented that today's peace is hard-won, and some resisted this military expedition;
Some people are angry that the governors of the six states have rebelled, and they wish they could mount their swords and mount their horses immediately, cut off the turmoil, calm the suffering of the war for the people, and eliminate the worry of the division of the nine states for the Zhou emperor;
Some people lament that martial arts is not popular at the moment and worry about the future of martial arts in the world;
"The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream!"
"The survivors live in vain, but the dead have long since passed away."
"I am moved to tears by the flowers of the hour, and the birds are frightened by the hatred of others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold."
"The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, and the sky is dark and rainy, chirping."
"Beyond the mountains, there are towers on the green hills, and when are the singing and dancing in the West Lake closed? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou."
"The state herdsman's tyranny is fiercer than a tiger!"
All the civil and military officials expressed their insights from the sword dance of the general of the Yan Guard Regiment.
Even Emperor Zhou in the palace was slightly stunned at this moment, as if he was moved by the emotion contained in this sword dance.
At this moment, the old general who had been playing the sword and singing suddenly raised his head and said to Zhou Ruoxiao, "Lord Zhou Huang, I have a question. I want to ask you, can a sword that has killed monsters still kill people again?"
Zhou Ruoxiao was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said, "How can a sword think about the difference between humans and demons? As long as you kill too many, humans and demons are just the same sword. It's something. If the sword is dull and can't be wielded anymore, then sharpen it and practice it."
After hearing Zhou Ruoxiao's answer, the veteran general sighed slightly, paused while flicking his sword, and then said, "Our seven brothers are originally from Yanzhou, and our father is the leader of a small tribe in Yanzhou. It teaches us that we must defend the dignity of the human race at all costs and never bow to the monsters. Our mother died very early due to a serious illness.
The tribe we live in is located in an extremely secluded mountain forest in Changbai Mountain. We rarely have contact with the outside world. The people in the tribe live a self-sufficient life by relying on men to farm and women to weave, without competing with the world.
However, when the human-monster war started, the war swept across my tribe.
A tribe of fox monsters discovered us. My father had no choice but to take the strong young men of the tribe to cut off the rear and let the old, weak, women and children flee.
More than a hundred of us fled all the way, and we were constantly attacked by demonic forces on the way.
We fled for three full years. When we finally reached Zhenshi Pass in Yuzhou, there were only about thirty people left in the tribe, and the rest died on the way.
I will never forget those days in my life. I still remember that when I was ten years old, I always asked the same question: why is the sky above our heads always gray with no light at all?
No one could tell me the answer to this question, so I buried the question deep in my heart and determined to give myself an answer.
We seven brothers joined the Yan Wei Regiment and personally ended the fox demon tribe that invaded our tribe on the battlefield.
The more we live on the battlefield, the more we feel that the answer in our hearts becomes clearer and clearer.
This dark and desperate era requires a pair of hands to tear open the sky and bring a glimmer of hope to the people of Kyushu.
And we are willing to be these hands! "
"So, your hands are now going to tear this piece of my sky apart?" Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile.
The general ignored Zhou Ruoxiao's question and said, "We still have something we want to show His Majesty the Emperor Zhou. I wonder if Your Majesty can give us a chance."
Zhou Ruoxiao stared at the general with deep eyes for a moment,
The general's eyes were always firm and sharp, with no intention of dodge.
"Okay, I'll give you this chance, I hope you won't let me down!"
At this time, the seven generals all held their swords in one hand and walked in uniform steps towards Zhou Ruoxiao, who was lying on the dragon chair.
Later, in the streets and alleys of Chang'an, in teahouses and taverns, the storyteller shook his head and told the story of the Seven Swallows Slaying the Dragon. The seven generals of the Yanwei Regiment took action together and wanted to kill Emperor Zhou in front of all the civil and military officials. Kill them violently.
In other people's minds, this matter became the story of Emperor Zhou and the Yan Guards. Because the Yan Guards refused to go out to quell the rebellion, they fought endlessly. Emperor Zhou went to the palace, together with all the civil and military officials, to force seven of the Yan Guards to death. Famous general.
There is another theory that the seven generals of the Yan Wei Regiment were determined to die and wanted to use their own death to make Emperor Zhou wake up and cancel the expedition.
Of course, these are just gossips from outsiders. The officials who were actually present were very secretive about this matter and remained silent.
This expedition of the Yan Wei Regiment is like the spring rain. It may be delayed, it may be like a drop of feathers, it may be like a pouring water, but it will eventually come to this world under the roar of the majestic spring thunder.
Just like an amorous actor, he always believes in the affection of the passing scholar and is willing to spend all his money to get a rich man and a beautiful marriage. But which successful scholar is willing to remember the promise he made back then and return to marry a ruined woman? Where is your body?
Yan Mo and Yan Fang of the Yan Guard Regiment finally set off with a mighty army of one million people who had been waiting outside Chang'an City for a long time. The golden armored army was so unique among the huge army.
Yan Fang followed behind Yan Mo on horseback, surrounded by soldiers from the Yan Guard Regiment.
After coming out of Chang'an City, he always had a lot of questions and wanted to get answers from his father, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't get them out.
He wanted to ask why his father prevented him from drinking the bowl of colorful flower demon tears when he was in the main hall;
I also want to ask my father why those veteran generals danced swords for Emperor Zhou in the main hall;
I still want to ask my father the question that the seven veteran generals asked me at the beginning. Can the sword that has killed demons kill again?
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There will always be many questions in a person's life that they cannot figure out no matter how hard they think about it. Some people will want to ask for an answer from others, but the answer they ask will always be someone else's, and the question will always be their own. After all, other people's answers cannot answer your own questions.
Life may be a journey to find answers! Some people call this journey Tao, and their life is called asking.
Asking, asking, asking, whether he has found out the reason, maybe only he himself knows.
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Li Ergou stood at the top of the city, looking at the billowing smoke and the black army, and his blood boiled in his heart.
At this time, a big hand was placed on his shoulder. He shook his shoulder impatiently and wanted to put the hand away, "Who is it? Don't disturb me, I'm enjoying myself!"
However, this hand was like an iron pliers, clamping on his shoulder and unable to shake.
Li Ergou turned his head to look in surprise, and suddenly panicked.
He saw Zhou Ruoxiao's familiar face appearing next to him.
"You... Lord Zhou Huang!" Li Ergou knelt down quickly.
This face was too familiar to him. It was also at the top of this city that Zhou Ruoxiao put her arm around his shoulder like this.
It's just that now Zhou Ruoxiao has become a human emperor, and his face has a bit of evil, which makes people feel a little scared.
However, Li Ergou is still the same Li Ergou, and there seems to be no change.
"I recognize you!"
Zhou Ruoxiao's words immediately made Li Ergou even more panicked.
"Zhou...Emperor Zhou...Sir, I...I still remember you!" Li Ergou stammered.
