On the river, a small boat swayed in the big waves, just like a leaf.
There were only two people on the boat.
One is a boatman, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, standing silently at the stern of the boat and shaking the oar.
The other one was an elegant scholar dressed in white, kneeling on the bow of the boat, closing his eyes and concentrating, his handsome face unruffled.
In front of the scribe in white, a case was placed, with a harp and a stove on top of the case.
The incense burned in the incense burner curled up, and then was blown away by the east wind, so that the surroundings were filled with a strange fragrance.
"East wind..." The scribe in white slowly opened his eyes. Cao Jun's monstrous fire made his handsome cheeks turn red. He murmured to himself, "Zhuge Kongming, you gave your ten years of life just for this east wind. Liu Xuande How could I be able to make you do this!" The scribe in white slowly raised his hand, and his long and slender fingers crossed the strings, and the five notes jingled like beads falling on jade butterflies, "However, I, Duke Zhou, Jin, but I am not inferior to you... The contest between the Sun-Liu Alliance and Cao Cao has begun, and the contest between you and me has just begun! Today, the song 'Cang Hai Dragon's Song' is... a reward for a confidant!"
As he spoke, Zhou Yu slowly raised his hands, then slowly lowered them, his fingers slightly pressing on the strings.
In an instant, the strong wind around the boat suddenly stopped, and the swaying boat became strangely calm. The wisp of incense smoke also straightened up.
The next moment, the ten fingers were activated, and the chaotic music turned into a realistic "dragon roar", as if a giant dragon was rising from the river...
hold head high! !
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Outside Qingtian Pavilion, the fog is thick.
Listening to the chaotic noises and even the sounds of fighting around him, Cao Cao, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, knew that he must have fallen into some kind of fantasy and mysterious formation. And the heavy fog rising in this formation can also disturb people's minds and drive them into madness. At that moment, Cao Cao drew out the sword from his waist, and a dazzling silver light suddenly appeared. Cao Cao raised his sword to the sky and shouted: "Pretend to be a god or a ghost, I will defeat you!!"
Cao Cao slashed with his sword, and a strange power spread. The heavy fog in front of him was immediately split in half with the Heavenly Sword. Slowly, the surrounding fog began to sweep away in both directions as if blown by the wind. , finally all the heavy fog on the high platform dispersed, but there were still thick fog in other places.
On the high platform, except for a few generals and civilian officials, most of the people were either fighting together, jumping and screaming like crazy, or lying unconscious on the ground. It was simply unsightly.
Cheng Yu was one of the few people who was not affected. He immediately suggested: "Prime Minister, we may have fallen into the enemy's Qimen Dunjia formation. This fog is indeed ghostly. For this plan, Prime Minister still It’s important to exit this ghost formation first.”
The prime minister held the Yitian Sword tightly, and his majestic aura continued to spread to the surroundings. Many generals lowered their heads and bowed their waists. Cao Cao suddenly pointed at a haggard and thin scribe and said, "Xu Shu, do you know what kind of formation this is?"
Xu Shu stood up and said: "This is the 'Eight Formations' created by Kongming himself. No one in the world can understand it except him." After saying this, he withdrew.
When Xu Shu said, "No one can explain it," a man in purple clothes with his head lowered to his right curled his lips slightly, but said nothing.
When Cao Cao heard that no one could solve it, he was in a bad mood. He waved his hand with a sullen face, and then said: "Prepare your horse!" Xu Chu suddenly said: "Prime Minister, why don't you pull out the bronze sword in the hall?" Cao Cao shook his head, "If You can break the formation by pulling out your sword, but Zhuge Liang is too useless. Besides... not everyone can touch that sword." After that, he said loudly: "I have the Yitian Sword in my hand, I am not afraid of breaking the formation! Generals, follow I'll fight out!"
Xu Chu then brought a horse, and Cao Cao got on the horse, pointed his Heavenly Sword, and said, "Come with me!" After saying that, he took the lead and rushed down the high platform of Qingtian Pavilion. Xu Chu followed closely to protect him.
The other generals either neatly or hurriedly brought their horses and followed Cao Cao.
So, Cao Cao rode in front, slashed left and right with the Yitian Sword, splitting the surrounding fog one by one, and rushed towards the outside of the formation. However, Cao Cao soon discovered that no matter which direction he broke through, he would eventually return to Lord Qingtian. After being spared several times, Cao Cao finally couldn't help but became furious, "Xu Shu, why is this!?"
Xu Shu respectfully replied: "This is for your information, Prime Minister. I don't know."
"hateful!"
At this moment, a strange sound of the piano suddenly came with the wind and lingered in everyone's ears. At first glance, I felt that this song was majestic and vast, and it was indeed a famous song that is rare in the world. But if you listen carefully, everyone present is very human, and they immediately heard the mystery in this song.
Xu Chu roared loudly, his voice as loud as a tiger's, "This is a sound-killing technique, don't listen!"
But the voice was right next to his ears, so why didn't he just listen? At that moment, several golden-armored tiger and leopard knights spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and twitched, and several generals with weaker martial arts also staggered.
When Cao Cao saw it, his face became ashen as water, "Such a distant piece of music still has such power, wouldn't the other soldiers... How come there are so many strange people in Soochow?"
Cheng Yu said: "Prime Minister, it is not difficult to defeat this sound attack. You only need to ring the bells, beat the drums, and interfere with the noise. It is a pity that we are all trapped here. The army has lost its command. I don't know how many people can do it." Come up with this method. Alas!"
Cao Cao turned around and glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Who can break it?!"
At this time, the man in purple next to Xu Shu sighed. He clearly saw the fierce light in Cao Cao's eyes, and thought to himself: "If you don't show up, I'm afraid you will be punished when you go back. Alas!" Then he rode out slowly and handed over his hand. Said: "Prime Minister, Zhongda is not talented, please give it a try."
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Moreover, when Yin Kuang rushed into the "Bagua Array", his eyes were immediately dazzled by the thick fog that hit him. He subconsciously waved his hand. Not to mention, the thick fog was really blown away, but when Yin Kuang When Kuang saw the scene in front of him clearly, his expression suddenly changed!
In front of us, we are surrounded by green mountains and lush green trees. The ground under the mountain is green and green, and the sky is full of white clouds. In the plain below the mountain, a meandering river passes through the fields. In the fields, several farmers are bending down to work. On the mountainside, houses are built against the mountain, with smoke curling up from the kitchens.
How familiar it is here!
"Liu... Liulong Village... this..." Yin Kuang walked in a daze, muttering to himself, "How... how is this possible!?" Yin Kuang bit his arm hard, and the severe pain told him that this was not... He was dreaming, "Isn't it a dream? Could it be... No! This is not real! Absolutely not! Yin Kuang, don't be stupid! Don't be fooled by the scene in front of you, this is not Liulong Village!" Yin Kuang closed his eyes, his chest was shaking violently Ups and downs, he gritted his teeth tightly, "Zhuge Liang! How dare you... How dare you..."
Although Yin Kuang knew that the scene in front of him was probably the result of his own inner trouble, he still couldn't help but hate Zhuge Liang because this was a great formation set up by Zhuge Liang.
He actually used the pain in his heart to interfere with his state of mind!
Liulong Village is not the pain in Yin Kuang's heart.
Not being able to go back to Liulong Village is what really hurts Yin Kuang's heart!
It's like a wanderer who misses his hometown. Suddenly someone holds a photo of his hometown and mocks the hometown he misses in front of him. How that wanderer must feel - Yin Kuang is like this now!
His teeth were clenching. Yin Kuang could not suppress the anger in his heart and clenched his teeth tightly.
"asshole!!"
Yin Kuang cursed loudly and immediately began to run rampant, as if he wanted to break all illusions. He didn't know how long he had rushed, but when he opened his eyes, "Liulong Village" had disappeared due to his strong self-distraction, and in front of him was somewhere in Cao Jun's camp. The surrounding fog began to thin for some reason, and finally began to dissipate. The figure of a man and a horse slowly emerged from the fading mist.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Yin Kuang looked at the person not far away in front of him, his face sinking like water.
Silver armor, silver spear, white horse—Chang Shan, Zhao Zilong. His face was also as sinking as water.
"It's true that I'm going to die!"
Yin Kuang murmured in his heart, then slowly spread his legs and slowly pulled out the green sword from his waist.
Tap tap tap!
The white dragon horse stopped and shook its mane. Zhao Yun patted his mount, jumped off the horse, held up the white dragon silver spear, and walked slowly towards Yin Kuang.
At this moment, a faint sound of dragon roar reached the ears of Yin Kuang and Zhao Yun. Both of them seemed to feel it and were slightly distracted, but they soon came back to their senses. Then look directly at the person.
Fighting spirit filled the air.
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