Chapter 2017 Moonlight Sonata Murder Incident (Do You Want to Come up and Down?)

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

The sound of the drums below became more and more urgent, indicating that the enemy was about to launch an attack. And the horse thieves below also shouted loudly at this moment.

"Cowards of Zhao, come out and die!"

"I heard that there is a beautiful Princess Zhao among them. When the camp is captured, let's all taste the princess together, okay?"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Listening to the foul language of those horse thieves below, the soldiers of Zhao State above were all pale and shouting and cursing. But Ji Yanran frowned slightly, then she stretched out her hand, took a bow from the soldier next to her, bent the bow and set an arrow, and shot an arrow at the one who jumped down the most, and then saw that With a scream, the horse thief fell off his horse and fell to the ground. And those horse thieves were also taken aback, and their momentum immediately restrained a lot.

On the contrary, all the soldiers on the mountain cheered, and the momentum of both sides changed for a while. But soon, the drums below sounded again, and this time the horse thieves were also dispatched immediately, and began to move towards the camp above while clearing the obstacles.

At this moment, Fangzheng also stretched out his fingers, stroked the strings lightly, and then began to play.

"........."

"Hey?"

Hearing the music flowing from Fangzheng's piano, Ji Yanran looked at him in surprise, not only because Fangzheng played the piece he had never heard before, but also because the melody was weird, but also because... ... This should not be the sound of Guqin at all!

In Ji Yanran's memory, the sound of Guqin should be melodious and melodious, with a long aftertaste. But what Fangzheng played was a very clear and deep musical sound that he had never heard before. Not only that, although the sound of this music is not louder than the drums at the foot of the mountain, it is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

It was a kind of tactful, sad, and tender feeling, and it seemed a bit incompatible with the battle that was about to begin. But Ji Yanran seemed to clearly feel that it was precisely because of this intense contrast that the music sounded more clear to people.

It's like mourning for people who are about to die.

The icy moonlight shone down from the dark night sky, rendering the entire grassland silvery white, but hearing the strange music in front of her, Ji Yanran couldn't help shivering, as if the hot battlefield had already Turned into a cemetery full of death...

Gradually, the drumming below gradually stopped. The sensibility of music is common, not only Ji Yanran will have this feeling, in fact, including the Zhao country envoys in the camp on the top of the mountain, and the horse thieves besieging below, they all gradually have a strange and weird feeling. It seems that some kind of unforeseen, unimaginable existence is gradually approaching...and this will be their last...moment.

Hearing the music in his ears, Fangzheng also showed a smile. Although he has a little understanding of music, he really doesn't know how to use Guqin and Guzheng. But of course this can't be difficult for Fang Zheng. In fact, although he is playing the guqin on the surface, it is not strictly speaking - it is not the guqin.

In fact, Fangzheng poured the strength in his body into the strings, and then adjusted the vibration of the strings to change the timbre. It is not so much a guqin as it is an electronic organ that can change the timbre at will. It's just that its energy source is not electricity, but internal force.

And Fangzheng can easily play the music he is familiar with by manipulating the vibrating timbre of the strings. From violin, cello to piano, even symphony is not a problem. In fact, what Fangzheng is playing right now is Beethoven's famous Piano Sonata No. 14 in C-sharp minor—Moonlight.

It is precisely because of his ingenious use of power that the guqin can make a sound similar to that of a piano.

Finally, the first quarter slowly stopped. For a moment, the entire battlefield was silent, as if waiting for something. At the same time, those horse thieves down the mountain felt a chill in their hearts. For some reason, they always felt as if they were about to face a catastrophe...

"kill!!"

The leading horse thief roared, raised his weapon and charged forward as if wanting to dispel the fear in his heart, while the others also roared and rushed towards the camp.

At the same time, the piano sounded again.

But different from before, this time the tune is light and joyful, as if birds are dancing in the forest.

However, just under this cheerful tune, I saw those bandits rushing up the hillside suddenly fell to the ground, their eyes were wide open, blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, their whole body twitched a few times, and then went back to There was no sound, and it became a corpse.

The same goes for the soldiers pushing wooden shields and holding bows and crossbows. They marched forward with shouts, then fell to the ground amidst the sound of music, and never got up again. In just a few short breaths, a large number of horse thieves attacking the city below died, and at this time, those horse thieves seemed to finally realize that something was wrong.

"It's the magic sound that kills you!!"

"No, let's go, get out of here!!"

The other horse thieves also noticed something was wrong at this moment, screaming and trying to leave, but unfortunately, it was too late.

The cheerful melody changed suddenly and turned into a fierce, strong and stormy melody. This is the third movement of the Moonlight Sonata! !

The intense music sounded like an invisible arrow covering the entire grassland, and the horse thieves who turned around and tried to escape fell to the ground under the moonlight. Even many horse thieves had already got on their horses and turned around to flee, but the next moment they were thrown off their horses like this, and fell headlong into the grass without a sound.

One slice, one slice, another slice.

No screams, no struggles, no moans. Those horse thieves were like straw and trees, falling silently to the ground. The officers and soldiers on the hillside felt their scalps go numb after watching these strange scenes. They even saw a few horse thieves cruelly piercing their ears with daggers, but they still couldn't escape.

The sound of the zither rose high again, then fell heavily, turning into three heavy beeps, and then—disappeared without a trace.

"call…………………"

The wind blows across the grassland, bringing patches of grass swaying with the wind. However, at this moment, on the grassland, there was no more fighting. The stakes used to attack the city are still there, and the horses are still on the grass. However, the person who should have used them has fallen to the ground and will never get up again.

"That's all."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fangzheng chuckled, then he stretched out his hand and patted it lightly, and then saw the Guqin suddenly jumped up and returned to the piano case. Then Fangzheng stood up and nodded to Xiang Shaolong.

"Xiang Bingwei, Fang's promise has been fulfilled."

"Ah, thank you Mr. Fang."

Compared to others, Xiang Shaolong is a time traveler after all, so he reacted quickly. After all, modern times are not without weapons of mass destruction, and poisonous gas bombs. Although Fangzheng's method of handling 10,000 people is unimaginable, but purely from the perspective of "destroying 10,000 people", Xiang Shaolong can at least accept it.

Just think of the person in front of you as a walking humanoid nuclear bomb.

However, other people are different. These days, one is considered a hero if he can defeat ten with one, and he is considered a hero if he can defeat one hundred with one. So much so that at this moment, those generals looked at Fangzheng as if they were looking at some ghosts and monsters. Wherever Fangzheng walked, the people on that side would unconsciously get out of the way.

Seeing the extremely strange atmosphere, Xiang Shaolong also felt embarrassed and coughed hastily.

"Come on, prepare to clean up the battlefield immediately and find out the identities of those people!"

"Yes!!"

Hearing Xiang Shaolong's order, these generals came back to their senses, and hurried down the mountain to check the situation on the grassland, while Fang Zheng just stood by happily watching, without saying a word.

At this time, Ji Yanran also came over, looking at Fangzheng in surprise.

"Although I did hear that Mr. Fang used the sound of the zither to defeat the enemy, Yan Ran always thought that it was just exaggerated rumors. Looking at it now, it is really unimaginable. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that Mr. Fang could wipe out all the troops in an instant? In the palm? Yan Ran is afraid that no one will believe this even if she says it."

Looking at the grassland under the moonlight, Ji Yanran couldn't help feeling emotional. Looking at it under the moonlight now, the whole grassland looks unusually quiet, as if dreamlike and beautiful. But thinking about how many horse thieves fell to their deaths in the grass, Ji Yanran couldn't help feeling a little chilled. She is not the kind of Holy Mother who can't see the killing, but it's really embarrassing to think that these horse thieves were showing off their power before, and they fell to the ground and turned into corpses in an instant.

"Ji, don't you seem to be very afraid of me?"

Fangzheng looked at Ji Yanran curiously, and found that she didn't seem to be afraid of him at all. Generally speaking, people in this era are more ignorant and superstitious after all. Seeing Fang Zheng's actions, they will basically feel uneasy. But Ji Yanran didn't seem to have this kind of thought, except that her mouth was a bit surprised, she seemed very calm at other times.

"Don't everyone in Ji worry that I'm some kind of monster that comes out to kill people?"

"Yan Ran has seen Mr. Fang do many things that are different from ordinary people, so what if there is one more thing?"

Ji Yanran shook her head.

"Yan Ran originally wanted to worry, but seeing that Mr. Fang is so free and easy, she must not take this matter to heart. Wouldn't it be impolite for Yan Ran to speak up recklessly?"

"There seems to be some truth in what you say."

Faced with Ji Yanran's answer, Fangzheng had nothing to say. He had forgotten that Ji Yanran had been to Xiaoyao Palace, and the things there were beyond common sense for outsiders. Turning down, the ability to accept is also gradually increasing. At this moment, even if Fangzheng can fly, she probably won't be surprised, let alone the sound of the piano killing the enemy.

"However, the piece played by Mr. Fang is something Yan Ran has never heard before. It sounds leisurely and elegant, but it implies a sense of melancholy and sadness, and the tune behind it is cheerful but still extremely meaningful. I dare to ask who composed it. Do?"

"Hmm...that's a long story..."

Fangzheng thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

After all, Beethoven at this moment... It is estimated that his grandfather has not even been born yet.