What on earth was this man doing? He was dancing nonchalantly in front of his captives. Was he mocking us
Yes! He must be mocking us!
Looking at Yang Yu's figure dancing to the rhythm, some Rose soldiers felt offended.
They grabbed the towering wooden fence and stared at Yang Yu, laughing instead of getting angry.
The day for the prisoner exchange was approaching and winter was coming to an end.
Hehehe, when we get out, we will scatter you within three days and scatter your ashes.
Not all Rose soldiers harbor hatred towards Yang Yu.
Although many soldiers knew that it was Yang Yu's outstanding performance that led to the capture of many Rose soldiers, they had never fought with Yang Yu. Victory and defeat are common in the military. If you lose, you lose. There is no need to hold a grudge against someone.
These soldiers came over and made a fuss, just for fun.
But when they heard the strange music coming from the radio and saw Yang Yu's strange and dynamic dance, these soldiers who were making a fuss suddenly felt as if there was a special magic that had hooked their souls away.
Some of them couldn't control themselves and wanted to dance like Yang Yu's movements.
After finishing a round, Yang Yu rewound the tape, turned up the volume, and pressed play.
Suddenly, countless cheerful notes flew into the ears of the Rose captives like little birds.
Watching Yang Yu dancing that simple yet magical dance again, they actually couldn't help but imitate Yang Yu and danced happily to the music.
Several Rose prisoners who were not possessed shouted, "Don't jump with me!", trying to prevent the Rose prisoners around them from sinking.
But once these Rose captives stepped on the point, they jumped more and more vigorously and could not stop at all.
Due to the need to save face, the Rose prisoners who followed the dance could not say that they could not help themselves, and could only dance while desperately trying to pass the blame to Yang Yu.
"It's not that I want to jump, I just can't control myself!
Ah! My dad just killed him~oh~oh~
There must be some special magic in this music and dance. Yes, it must be like this.
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"That's right! I think so too.
Hey-
Hey-
Babe—"
Another soldier who was dancing along said that he definitely was not dancing because he wanted to, this man must have used some magic.
When the other Rose prisoners saw so many Rose prisoners jumping up at the same time, they became deeply suspicious. That man must be casting some kind of magic. Ah, have I also been cast under this magic? I can't even control myself.
Yang Yu's music and dance were like a plague, spreading quickly.
Only those who could not hear the music and see Yang Yu's dance could escape the disaster.
More and more Rose captives who were unaware of the truth joined the carnival, just like a mentally repressed young man who passed by the square and heard extremely dynamic music and couldn't help dancing.
Do you think the square dance aunties understand what is popular
Wrong, all they want is a happy and lively rhythm.
Whoever can create a rhythm that truly conquers the square dance aunties will be able to lead the trend.
Although the prisoner camps would give the prisoners of the Rose Empire a certain degree of freedom, they were always in a foreign country and repression was inevitable.
How could they control themselves after hearing such cheerful and passionate music
These Rose prisoners picked up the happy times they had before joining the army and indulged in them.
Yang Yu stopped dancing and turned on the radio.
As the music came to an abrupt end, the Rose soldiers also stopped dancing, feeling an indescribable emptiness in their hearts.
The cheerful and rhythmic voice lingered in their ears, and Yang Yu's leaping figure was also deeply imprinted in their hearts.
These things will appear in front of them repeatedly in the near future, keeping them awake at night.
This is the power of music.
After putting away the radio, Yang Yu turned around and smiled at all the Rose prisoners who were looking at him.
This smile instantly broke through the defenses in the hearts of many Rose soldiers.
Such a confident smile.
How many secrets does this man have? What does his face look like behind the mask? And how strong is he
These Rose captives couldn't help but develop a strong interest in Yang Yu.
As soon as Yang Yu returned to the team, Iyas tiptoed close to Yang Yu and asked in a low voice:
"What's the meaning of that dance you just did? Do you really have the ability to tame those humans?"
Yang Yu laughed and asked, "What do you think?"
Iyas looked at the Rose captives not far away. They were divided into two factions, each looking at Yang Yu with different eyes, half of love and half of hatred.
Regardless of whether these Rose captives had seen Yang Yu before, they were all deeply impressed by Yang Yu this time.
If they return to the Rose Empire, they will definitely tell others about what happened today, intentionally or unintentionally.
Thinking of this, Iyas understood that the significance of Yang Yu's doing this was to expand his influence in the Rose Empire Army.
However, Iyas had no idea what Yang Yu wanted to do after expanding his influence.
Well, I should learn from him and try to figure out his thoughts.
I don’t know now, but I will definitely know in the future.
Then, I’ll see how much my thoughts differ from his.
Iyas didn't bother to think about the meaning of Yang Yu's actions. She followed Yang Yu and the others and looked at the several orcs who came from the city gate after hearing the news.
"What's going on with this commotion? Is it you who caused it?"
The one who spoke was a red panda orc with a nine-ring tail. He was short and quiet, wearing the golden orange robe of a Wansheng country civil servant.
He is the head of Xiaoye City and one of the ministers in charge of the prisoner exchange. His name is Qingzhu.
He was originally having a heated discussion with other members of the envoy group about the list of prisoners from Wansheng Kingdom that they had just obtained, when a report of abnormalities in the prisoner camp came in.
As a last resort, Qingzhu had to put the meeting on hold and go out of the city to investigate.
Before reaching the city gate, Qingzhu could hear the extremely cheerful beat and the orderly stomping sounds from afar.
The noise was at least at the level of hundreds of people.
This happened right under the dragon's nose. Dozens of people would already be considered a large-scale riot, let alone hundreds of people.
Rolling his black eyes, Qingzhu looked at Yang Yu from top to bottom.
Judging from the reports he received, it was the man in front of him who created the chaos.
At first glance, Qingzhu felt that Yang Yu looked somewhat familiar. After looking at him carefully, he found that the man in front of him was the man that Mingdarak had mentioned.
Yang Yu was exactly as he had imagined. When he got closer and smelled it, he could indeed smell like a human.
"Are you Mr. Potato Thorn, the one that Prime Minister Mindarak has high hopes for?"
(End of this chapter)