Immortal Voices Chapter 333: Wind up
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When Fu Yuhuang tried to repair his body, the outside world was turbulent.
The talisman in the hands of the five-hundred master who was finishing the Luo family just now flashed, and it seemed that he had received some news.
His face condensed, and the dignity and blood of the soldiers all over his body came.
The Five Hundred Lords strode to the empty place, condensing a big drum with their own vitality.
‘Boom, boom, boom...’
No matter what the sergeants are doing at this time, they will all run when they hear the drums.
Because of Emperor Rong's death, many soldiers who were crying immediately shed tears, and without a word, they all came together.
Sergeants from all directions swarmed in, and a breath of sorrow and grief enveloped Rongguo.
The Bai family, Bu Jinchao and Qi Xing, who are regarded as the guests of Bai Wei, are standing in the yard, looking solemnly at the Bai family's servant holding the white cloth to decorate the yard.
The emperor collapsed and died.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of drums, and both of them were a little surprised.
This drum sound is different from other drum sounds, dull and profound, with a hint of iron and command.
They don't understand, but Pai Pai knows.
The Pai Patriarch, who was preparing for a banquet to sacrifice to the sky, shook his hand and said: "Only the drums that all the officers beat at the same time will be heard."
"This is a gathering drum." Patriarch Bai said with a pale face.
When was the last time you heard the sound of the juggle drum?
There is a record in the Bai family that it was your majesty's assassination. The first prince and other princes beat the drum to save your majesty. In that battle, the first prince and the second prince died, and your majesty returned to the court.
Thousands of years later, the Gathering Drum actually rang again.
The Patriarch Bai stood up in a gloomy manner, and regardless of the fact that the offering table with precious delicacies was accidentally overturned by him, he roared towards the mansion: "Check, check what happened right now!"
"Yes, Patriarch." Everyone in the Bai family moved.
Not only the Bai family, but everyone in Rong Chao's country moved.
At this moment, a soldier rushed to the front of Bu Jinchao and Qi Xing, kneeling on one knee, and respectfully said: "The drums gather together, the Hundred Master invites two adults to return to the team."
After the soldier said, he immediately stood up and ran towards the distance.
He came and went in a hurry, and even Qi Xing, who had never been too conscious of it, realized the importance of the matter. Before the death of Emperor Rong, he was not so serious and anxious.
The two looked at each other and hurriedly walked out.
At this time, the five hundred masters were already waiting. The five hundred sergeants were all sent by Tong An to help the Bai family. At this time, many of them were all gathered here.
The Five Hundred Lords saw that Bujin and Qi Xing had arrived, with blushing eyes and an angry expression: "Just now there was news of Lord Taiwei from the Scout Hou. Your Majesty died. When the emperor and daughter hurried back to the court, she was sent by Qingluan. Counter-thief attacks, life and death are unknown."
Five hundred military faces changed drastically, and your majesty died, and the emperor and daughter were their new emperor.
Someone even ambushed the new emperor. Does the Qingluan faction want the new emperor to be the same as his majesty five thousand years ago. After being hit hard, he can only decline step by step?
The blood of everyone is pouring up, and each of them has red eyes, like extremely hungry beasts, to tear the people who hurt their monarch to pieces.
The Five Hundred Lords clasped their spears to the sky, and shouted hoarsely: "Hurt my lady Rongguo, what should I do?"
"Dead battle, death battle, death battle!"
"Yes, fight to the death, take my remnant to avenge the emperor and maiden." The Five Hundred Lords shouted hoarsely.
"Vengeance, revenge!"
There are only five hundred people, but there are thousands of people.
A powerful murderous intent is supporting the army, and above the army, the phantom of a black leopard gradually condenses.
This is the soul of the army!
The spirit of the army will accompany, prohibiting law to defeat the enemy.
The Five Hundred Lords put away their spears and said in a cold voice: "The army has an order and ordered me to return to the team. The army will lead the siege of the Qingluan faction, waiting for the arrival of Lord Taiwei."
"No."
The sergeants were awe-inspiring, and swiftly moved towards Tong'an in an orderly manner.
Bu Jinchao and Qi Xing rushed to the military camp outside Qinghai County with their troops. At a glance, they saw Tong An riding on a war horse, and they could no longer find the hearty elegance of being in the prefecture.
He took a broadsword and sat on the horse, and the iron and blood spread away.
After his subordinates gathered, Tong An raised the knife in his hand and said coldly: "Kill."
Five thousand soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill."
He took the lead and headed directly towards the Qingluan faction.
Five thousand soldiers followed, and no one was left behind. Every sergeant carried endless murderous intent and resentment, and seemed to send Qingluan to the ground.
Qinghai County, Huangyan County, Sanshui County, and Luanshi County are all led by Junhou, with a total of 20,000 soldiers and soldiers, who rushed to the Qingluan faction regardless of the cost.
Covering Rain Pass, a huge stone gate that is a hundred miles tall exudes a heavy sadness and grand endless aura.
There are pits and bumps on the stone gate, but every trace exudes a heart-palpitating breath.
The darkened blood on it seems to be condensing, and it seems to be glowing.
At this moment, one man came out on a war horse.
He wears a faceless mask and armor, and his cold and decisive aura echoes Shimen.
"Hurt my lady of Rongguo, be punished!" Bai Muchen shouted loudly, piercing the sky.
His voice fell, and ten thousand winds and clouds poured out of Shimen.
Ten thousand people are joined together in a mighty one, which is daunting at a glance.
However, these ten thousand people did not make any noise at all, it was quiet and almost dead, and the dead silence was frightening.
"I'll go to meet up with Master Taiwei, fight against Qingluan, kill the anti-thief, and avenge my maiden!" Bai Muchen shouted, raising his hand.
Ten thousand soldiers pressed their fists to their chests and gave a military salute in an orderly manner. They shouted in unison: "The last general will lead!"
One by one, ten thousand soldiers angered the Qingluan faction with hatred in their hearts, and turned into a violent wind that swept across the world, blowing towards the Qingluan faction.
The momentum is huge, and the sky is full of blood, as if the river is rolling backwards, and the sky is covered by clouds.
"Go!"
Above the city wall, the academician Song Cheng watched the army quell the rebellion, and said in a deep voice: "Send the order, let the ten Confucian scholars of the Song family follow the army."
Under the city wall, Supervisor Ji You murmured: "You can't let the Song family monopolize the limelight."
He took out a brush exuding ink fragrance, and quickly wrote the command in mid-air: Let the fifteen scholars of the Ji family follow the army.
Following the orders of the Confucian predecessors, a Confucian student moved from the academy and family to the army.
Song Cheng smiled knowingly after discovering Ji You's movements, and then his expression condensed, as if he had heard something.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong.
This is the sound of the bell of the Qingluan car.
Song Cheng's expression changed, and he shouted: "The minister welcomes the emperor and the prince to enter."
His voice fell, and a stream of light from the sky fell outside the stone gate.
Su Xuan hugged the unconscious Rong Xian and flew out of the chariot, and quickly ran towards the pass, with a cold voice: "Quickly pass the doctor into the general's mansion."
Behind him, the Guards carried the knocked out Rong Yu quickly to follow.
Qianjing, the Taiwei led an army to attack Qingluan and has no influence on Kyoto. At this time, all the officials and people in Kyoto are taking care of Emperor Rong's funeral.
As soon as Lieutenant Tian walked into the house after a busy day to drink, the butler hurriedly came: "Master, master is gone."