Chapter 105 Military Music

Echo sits on the top of the castle - on the sloping roof of the watchtower, where you can see the whole town.一＞＞Novel≯ ﹤≦≤<≤≤<≦<<≦≦

She entrusted Lightning to bring her up, and when the sun went down, the little girl would come and see her off again. Now, Lightning should already be on the way to Longsong Fortress.

Today's weather is very good, the sun shines brightly on the earth, the river in the distance is like a light silk, slowly flowing westward, dividing the land mixed with green leaves and white snow into two petals. Lying in the sun, she felt that her whole body was surrounded by soft warmth, unlike the scorching sun in the extreme south, where the scorching light could easily sting the skin.

The wind is also very different, she thought, the winds in the mainland kingdom are varied, there is the slightly salty sea breeze from Clear Water Port, the humid monsoon wind from the king's capital that fluctuates from hot to cold, the icy north wind from the Impassable Mountains, and now The town has an earthy, fragrant breeze. In any case, the wind here is pure and single. But in Iron Sand City, it's either extremely hot and windless, or it's overwhelming storms. The wind can be seen, and the howling air is mixed with stones and gravel, sweeping like a giant black beast. At this time, you must hide in the house, or any place that can avoid the limelight. Standing against the wind is a dead end.

Echo exhaled lightly. Now that he thought about it, it had been nearly four years since he left Iron Sand City. The Aosha clan unfortunately failed in the power struggle, and her father was still killed by the enemy after surrendering. After witnessing all this, she wanted to rush forward to die with the enemy, but was hit from behind.

I don't know how many people in the clan can survive after four years.

Before being sold as slaves to Port of Clear Water, she vaguely heard that the Aosha clan violated the sacred duel agreement, and those clansmen who were spurned by the three gods will be exiled to Endless Cape, and will never be able to return to Iron Sand City. But Echo knew that all of this was a conspiracy of the Iron Whip Clan. They smeared the black oil that flowed underground on the whip. Once it ignited, even water couldn't extinguish it. It was this trick that caused his brother, the strongest warrior in the clan, to be burned alive during the duel, causing chaos in the formation of the team.

In Endless Cape, apart from the scorching yellow sand, there is only an eternal pillar of fire and an ocean more manic than Mother Earth. The sand people who go there will soon turn into bones, and their end will be worse than that of themselves who became slaves.

Echo was awakened as an envoy of the gods—the so-called witch queen in the mainland kingdom. She also thought about revenge, but her ability was a useless simulated voice. No matter how much she begged the three gods, the gods did not give her a will. After living in Bishui Port for half a year, she understood even more that the statement that the envoy was favored by the three gods was nothing but a hoax by the Mojin people. Within the jurisdiction of the four kingdoms, the envoys of the gods are all hunted and killed by the church. From that day on, Echo completely cut off any hope of revenge.

At this time, billowing smoke suddenly rose in the distance. She looked towards the east bank of the Chishui River, and saw faint green flames passing through the groves. The black smoke from burning trees mixed with the white mist from the snow, forming a gray smoke column in the sky.

That's Anna's green flame.

When she first arrived here, Wendy briefly introduced Anna and Nana to the sisters. Back then Hui Yin was very envious of Anna's ability. Freely manipulated flames, high temperatures that can melt swords... If he had such a powerful force in Iron Sand City, no one from the Iron Whip Clan would be able to survive.

Hui Yin shook her head, it was meaningless to think about it now, compared to those clansmen who were probably buried in the yellow sand, she was lucky to be alive. Since His Royal Highness is willing to take him in, all he can do is to try his best to fulfill His Highness's order.

She cleared her throat and began humming the song at the request of the other party.

It was a cheerful ditty, His Royal Highness only hummed it once, and she completely memorized the whole tune.

Music is no stranger to Echo. When being taught as a superior slave, seductive dancing and provocative crooning are skills she needs to master. But Your Highness's piece is completely different...it is very rhythmic and full of vitality, especially when he asked himself to imitate the sound of a flute to play this piece of music, every note seems to be beating, which makes people unable to bear it Want to dance with it.

The difficulty lies in adding drums and strings while the melody is in progress. Simultaneously simulating three voices and overlapping each other, this is the first time for Echo. She never thought that music could be played like this!

At the beginning, it was difficult for her to ensure that the drumbeat would not disturb the rhythm of the flute. She tried to follow the method suggested by His Highness, using her hands or feet to beat the beat, and then gradually blended the two sounds together.

After a few days of practice, Echo gradually mastered this onomatopoeic method.

After a few auditions, she stood up and decided to include the final strings as well.

As the music played, Echo found that this minor key changed again—if the joyful flute sound constituted its torso, and the passionate drum beats gave it its bones, then the seemingly embellished strings at the end gave the tune a soul. She stepped on the beat, over and over again, making the three instruments fully integrated, her voice getting higher and higher, and finally she couldn't help singing——

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"My attack power is higher than yours, so I won."

Roland put the last card on the table, while Soraya on the opposite side covered her face and let out a low cry of sudden realization.

"One more game." After thinking for a moment, she put the cards back together, "Let me choose your ten cards this time."

"Ahem," the prince coughed, "It's getting late, I still have things to do, so go find someone else to play with."

After making a roughly sufficient deck, the next step is to copy. With the template in front of her, Soraya's drawing speed is comparable to that of a printer. Soon, Roland got several copies of the same Gwent card.

So Soraya became his first opponent.

After clarifying the rules of the game, a card battle ensued. During the battle, he discovered that witches' ability to accept is indeed higher than that of ordinary people. Soraya quickly figured out the skills of playing cards. In the next few rounds, although Roland could still win, he had already used a special card set. Now seeing the other party asking to draw cards for him, he shamefully refused.

"Okay," Soraya pocketed the card in her arms and ran out the door. At this moment, cheerful and melodious music came from outside the window. She stopped in her tracks, ran back again, leaned on the window and looked around, "Is it Echo?"

"Well, it seems that she is fully skilled." Roland sat back on the chair, enjoying the familiar music.

The First Army of Bianbian Town will soon enter the comprehensive exercise stage. Unlike standing on the city wall and shooting, the comprehensive performance will be carried out in the wild, and the team is required to keep the team neat and orderly while marching—this is also the basic link of queuing up and shooting. In order to make the soldiers' steps consistent, it is necessary to use drums or slogans to direct the pace of everyone's steps. Now that there is a witch who can simulate the mixed sound, he simply imitates the British and directly plays the infantry marching song.

Compared with simple drumbeats, marching music can not only control the progress of the team, but also effectively boost morale and boost the morale of the army. Of course, Roland only knew the name of the most famous marching song "March of the Grenadiers" during the queuing and shooting period, but he couldn't remember the complete tune.

But it didn't bother him. There was a song that was adapted on the basis of "March of the Grenadiers", which was heard all over the country during the Anti-Japanese War. And its melody is familiar to almost everyone, that is the famous "Guerrilla Song".

Soraya turned her head, and she heard the prince humming softly following the tune. It was a language she had never heard before, clean and neat, and perfectly matched the beat of the tune.

"We're all sharpshooters,"

"Each bullet kills an enemy;"

"We are all pilots,"

"Even if the mountain is high and the water is deep!"

"In the dense woods,"

"Camps for comrades are arranged everywhere;"

"On a high hill,"

"There are countless good brothers of ours."

"..." (to be continued.)