Lanling King Enters the Formation Song.

Maybe it is not the best war song, but Zhao Hao liked it in his previous life.

No matter what, it is definitely better than Qin Mo’s song that forced value just now.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

At the beginning of the song, there were a series of solo drums, and each hammer seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

The drum beats faster and faster, and everyone's heartbeats are getting faster and faster.

Every sound of the war drum made of ferocious beast skin seems to be heart-warming.

The blood gradually became hot and the fighting spirit surged, as if the whole person was standing on the battlefield, allowing the yellow sand to slam on his cheek.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly.

I remembered what the old man told him before leaving.

"You uncle has also followed me for decades. Among the soldiers, he beats the best in the war drums, and in the folk art world, he fights the best in the war."

"So you can let him follow him with confidence. If you need to beat the drum, you can let him go. If you don't need to beat the drum, you can let him eat it."

"As for how to knock, don't teach him, he knows everything."

"Just listen to uncle."

"Just listen to uncle."

Zhao Hao shook his head, but the last sentence still kept circling in his head.

But the old man is really not bullying me.

Uncle is right. He doesn't have to worry about anything when he gives the music score. He can take off directly with the entire musician group.

Now.

It seems that there are not only the musician group, but also thousands of literati audiences in Xingyue Lake.

A glimmer of light has already lit up in the Star Moon Lake.

It seems to be the brilliance of stars and moons, and it also seems to be the shadow of swords and swords.

Everyone was slightly terrified, as if they were ready to charge at all times, soldiers ready to charge at any time.

Suddenly!

The drum sound came to an abrupt end.

The piano bells ring together!

The war started, and everyone was both nervous and excited.

The yellow sand is everywhere, magnificent and vast.

But at this moment, the sound of the pipa sounded, adding some epic to the whole song in vain.

The bloody and tragic feeling has slightly diminished.

The ambition to be trapped in the battle will lead to death but not life.

If that's the case, what's there to be afraid of?

Daolin Jianyu, just waiting!

It was also at this moment that the light of the Star Moon Lake was shining, and the bitter cold light made everyone unable to open their eyes.

In the cold light, they seemed to see a general wearing golden armor.

He is tall and has a great figure.

He had a ferocious mask on his face, but the mask was cut halfway by a sword, revealing his smooth cheeks.

Such a beautiful man is also an extremely heroic and powerful god of killing!

Such an image is truly impressive.

At this moment, in the daylight reflected by the Star Moon Lake, bursts of horse neighing suddenly came.

The loud horse neighed with a war, followed by the sound of horse hooves.

Everyone was shocked and looked out.

Enemy attack?

An enemy attack?

Fortunately, a groom ran in a hurry: "Young master, young master, our war horse suddenly broke free from the reins and ran away!"

Another sound came.

"Miss, our horse ran away too!"

"Young Master, you're gone!"

"Master, our ferocious beast horse can't be tied up. The young master said he wanted to chase him. Don't cook his meal in the next two days."

Everyone: "..."

These people are all high-ranking officials and nobles.

In order to show your identity, many people bought war horses that have just retired from the battlefield.

As a result, these war horses regard this place as a battlefield?

Not to mention these war horses who have been on the battlefield, aren’t even those literati who have never been on the battlefield all excited?

Qin Mo felt a chill, shocked, and fearful emotions were intertwined. Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao's song had such a magical effect.

Compared to his previous song "Restoration of the Country", it can indeed restore the atmosphere on the battlefield better.

But he...

He has never been to the battlefield, so why can he write such a song?

Could it be that this thing can also be inherited through blood?

Is this the bloodline of the old Zhao family?

My old Qin family's bloodline...

Qin Mo thought about Zhao Dingbian's heroic posture, Zhao Wudi's bravery and power, and Zhao Hao's three great poems, lyrics and music.

I touched my artery again, and tons of warm blood flowed through me.

The blood of the Qin family?

Pooh!

Don't even a dog!

Why?

Why!

My Qin family's bloodline is so noble that the masters have never been cut off, but in the end, they are not even as good as the Zhao family in a barbaric land!

Jealousy has made Qin Mo's mind faintly lose.

Why would such powerful bloodlines appear in barren lands like the deserted country?

He suddenly remembered the records in ancient books that the birthplace of the ancient Qin Empire...

Qin Mo was shocked!

It seems to be the West!

He looked at Zhao Hao unconsciously, but there was a Nan Ziling separated by a distance.

Nan Ziling frowned when he realized that he was being looked at by such an unlucky person: "Qin Zu, you think it's barren!"

Qin Mo realized that under the influence of this song, he had already lost his composure, so he asked casually to hide his embarrassment: "What do you think of this song?"

"It's great! The fighting spirit is boiling!"

Nan Ziling rubbed his hands: "I want to ride your ninety-year-old mother to the battlefield now!"

Qin Mo: "???"

Nan Ziling's six senses were extremely keen. Although murderous intent flashed by, he still felt it.

But he just frowned and didn't care much.

Although Nanzixi is still in Qin Mo's hands, Qin Zu could not have any disadvantage to Nanzixi before the child was born.

Now, Nanzixi is only five months pregnant, and there will be no problem at least three or four months.

But he would kill Qin Mo before the literary meeting ended.

Therefore, there should not be any concern.

The song "Lanling King Entering the Formation" finally came to an end, but the light on the Star Moon Lake has not dissipated for a long time, but the originally cold sword light and sword shadows seem to have a little more tenderness.

There is silence around the Star Moon Lake.

It took a long time.

A voice breaks the silence.
To be continued...