Chapter 1087 1087: Confusion between civil and military affairs (16) [Please vote for me]
Music score?
This answer exceeded Ning Yan's expectations.
She guessed a variety of answers, but none of them were related to music scores. Furthermore, the war is now tense, and the Lord is not a person who likes music theory. Why did he suddenly go to get some music scores? Ning Yan said in confusion: "My Lord wants music scores. What to do?"
Shen Tang replied very cheerfully: "Play it."
Ning Yan was almost stunned: "Now?"
Shen Tang asked back: "What else?"
Ning Yan: "..."
Based on the common perception of the public, Ning Yan's first reaction was that music theory and war cannot be tied together. Wait until the object can connect the two.
Thinking about it carefully, I have heard that Chu Yao once studied sound attack.
Shen Tang said: "Some people like to take quotes out of context and make a fuss about the phrase 'a man of witch doctors, musicians, musicians, and hundreds of craftsmen is despised by a gentleman' in the fragmentary chapter of Yan Ling, and use this to conclude that everything other than civil and military skills is just skill. What's the result? Between civil and military affairs. In addition, there are also doctors and calligraphers, each with his or her own spirit of speech and splendor. In this case, why can't there be musicians? The sound of music may also be a killer move."
Under normal circumstances, sound is indeed the fastest and most efficient method of transmission in wartime. For example, the sound of drums can not only boost the morale of the three armies, but can also order the army to attack and retreat according to different rhythms and drum beats, so that the rhythm of the battle can be grasped in hand.
Chu Yao had some whimsical ideas in his early years, thinking that "music" should not be limited to this, and that it might be able to achieve the same amplification effect as other literary works, but the effect was very little, and it always stayed at the theoretical level. However, he also followed this A line of thought has opened up other tracks. If you don't fight, that's it. Once you fight, you must get off the field and charge.
To paraphrase Wei Shou, if the general who was killed was a mad dog without a leash, Chu Wuhui was the most gentle and refined mad dog who would bite the leash himself. Just looking at the surface, it would be impossible to tell whether he was a human or a dog. Are you normal or are you going crazy?
On the outside, he looks calm and composed, but on the inside he has long been jealous.
Shen Tang recognized Chu Yao's idea.
Among hundreds of temples, one must be dedicated to musicians!
Ning Yan was almost convinced by Shen Tang.
but--
She had never heard that the Lord was good at music theory.
Out of caution, he asked: "How confident are you, Lord?"
Shen Tang held the piccolo he had received from Gu Chi and said confidently: "I'm not sure, but it has been successful before."
She wasn't lying.
It's just that the person who succeeds is not her but evil thoughts.
This matter can be traced back to the decisive battle of Yonggu Pass many years ago. Shen Tang led the elite to cause trouble behind Shiwu, but Shiwu's main force attacked Yonggu Pass and failed. Yonggu Pass was defended, and Shen Tang also returned safely and triumphantly. The story of that battle At the celebration banquet, Shen Tang half-heartedly accepted Xun Zhen, the gold-eating beast. He drank a lot of wine out of great joy and sadness, and his evil thoughts came out, and he ran to pay homage to Yan An.
These details were all told to him by Gu Chi afterwards.
Gu Chi also told her that the song "The Crossing Soul" played by Evil Nian was quite good. Just when Shen Tang secretly rejoiced that "he" was not only good at literature and martial arts, but also good at calligraphy and painting, Gu Chi poured water on her again. Leng Shui: [She only knows one song, "Crossing the Soul". 】
Shen Tang naturally didn't believe what Gu Chi said.
How can someone have excellent music theory but only know one song?
Gu Chi said: [She admitted it herself, and her original words were ‘I only know this one song’ and ‘Without anything else, practice makes perfect’. 】
No matter how bad music theory is, if you only practice one piece of music over and over again, you can still play well as long as you spend time and effort.
Shen Tang:【……】
She later practiced secretly without believing in evil.
Alas, needless to say, the effect of playing in private was not there. The swimming fish that Shen Tang was looking forward to did not come, but the fish fell and the wild geese came. It was the first time in this life that I knew that the last two idioms could be so realistic! Shen Tang was angry. I have to break the flute.
Why are you picking it up again now?
Naturally, it was because of an unintentional remark.
Gong Shuwu can use the will of a warrior to summon heroic spirits for his own use. The principle is similar to Wei Cheng's abacus. Shen Tang hopes to get strategies to defeat the enemy from Gong Shuwu. Gong Shuwu's answer is quite satisfactory, which is what Shen Tang expected. It's almost the same, but Jimo Qiu provided another idea - if we can appease and transcend these souls and eliminate their obsessions, the effect can also be achieved.
Really solve the problem from the root.
Shen Tang asked him for advice: [The high priest has a clever idea?]
Jimo Qiu: [The solution lies in the hands of His Highness.]
Shen Tang pointed at himself: [Me?]
Jimo Qiu nodded: [You know.]
But he couldn't reveal more details, because this was all he knew. Shen Tang scratched his head in confusion and kept thinking about his own skills. If he really had no clue, he still looked for kindness to work together.
Three-year-old Shan Nian is finally reliable for once.
【Someone can do the method you mentioned.】
Shen Tang was overjoyed and shocked: "Who are you talking about?"
Three-year-old Shan Nian smiled and said: [Evil thoughts.]
Shen Tang:【……】
She suddenly felt like she was seeing a dog.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred, and Shen Tang remembered this incident a few years ago. Unfortunately, the only living person who had heard of "Transferring Souls" was Gu Chi. Shen Tang asked him for Gong Chi Pu, but Gu Chi couldn't help it for a while. Where can I tell it? He has only heard it once, and it is really difficult for him to completely reproduce "Soul Crossing" based on his memory.
The score was not finalized until just before the war began.
Shen Tang didn't put all his hopes on this. He made plan B and plan C and decided which plan to implement depending on the development of the war situation. Unexpectedly, Weicheng and his uncle made a mistake at the last minute, resulting in Shen Tang not sending out several backup plans. Useful.
Looking at the army of skeletons that were as inexhaustible as cockroaches, Shen Tang's force value was weakened again at this moment, and he could only choose to launch this seemingly absurd plan. Jimo Qiu was responsible for capturing the thief first and captured the king first, and together with Gong Xiqiu, he After forcing the enemy leader, Shen Tang cast several amplifying words on him before setting off: [Go.]
Jimo Qiu's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement.
[It is a blessing to be able to encourage His Highness.]
Different from Jimo Qiu's excitement, Gongxi Qiu rolled his eyes to the sky and muttered: "I'm paying for the extra money."
Alas, the eldest brother is really disappointing.
What is Mama's personality?
Alas, when a wild dog passes by, she has to tuck her tail for fear that her fur will be shaved off. The eldest brother also acted like "It is a great honor to be harvested." Will he not be squeezed out of his hair in the future?
Brother Jimo Qiu went to see the Master of the Eternal Life Sect to confront him, and Shen Tang went to Gu Chi to ask for the music score and took out a piccolo.
Open the music score and look down at it carefully.
On the outside, he looks calm and calm, but in fact, he is quite panicked on the inside.
I can understand the music score, know the rhythm, and can even simulate the effects in my mind. However, if I know it once I ask, I will be useless once I get started.
Shen Tang's hand holding the piccolo was shaking nervously.
It's okay to brag wrongly, but it's very important to lose face in front of the three armed forces.
The nervous person is not only Shen Tang, but also the insider Gu Chi. If it is dominated by evil thoughts, he will naturally not worry about it, but the leader is the Lord. Music theory belongs to the level of understanding seven apertures and six apertures. Don't dare to think about demons. It would be so embarrassing to hear the sound in my ears.
Shen Tang: "..."
She took a deep breath, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and roared: "You don't want me to take out a needle and sew your mouth shut and then shut up."
Complaints are complaints, and Gu Chi did not reveal any important information.
However, no one knew that she wanted to play music. No matter how ugly it was, it would only cause harm to people on a small scale. Gu Chi kept silent and complained in his heart that she had no knowledge of music theory. As a master, didn't she want to lose face? Shen Tang almost got up at this moment. A murderous intention...
She took several deep breaths in succession.
Inexplicably, I felt like I was performing on stage at a school party.
I even held the flute upside down at one point.
This emotion did not last long, because when Shen Tang played the first syllable, she instantly entered a magical ethereal state. Her hands seemed to have their own consciousness and spontaneously played the song "Human Crossing". Shen Tang was slightly startled, resisted the thought of interrupting, and allowed himself to immerse himself in this state.
In an instant, the loud sound of the flute broke through the sky.
It's like the cold light cutting off the bloody murder roaring on the battlefield.
It is obviously a piece of sad music to appease the souls of the dead, but there is no trace of heaviness, sorrow or sadness in this song, and there is no trace of sadness lingering in my heart. There is only a kind of excitement, open-mindedness and unrestrainedness. The moment the sound of the flute penetrates into the ears, even the heavy body becomes lighter. point.
Even Shen Tang himself was immersed in the sound of the flute.
He closed his eyes as if intoxicated.
In the first pass, the range of the flute sound only covered part of the central army.
The second time, the sound of the flute extended to the three armies of our own side.
I don't know if it was due to the influence of the music, but the movements of the originally aggressive skeleton warriors were visible to the naked eye, and their strength was not as fierce as before. The turbid flames beating in the eye sockets gradually became clearer. Ning Yan was the first to notice these changes, and was horrified.
She confirmed again and again that it was not an illusion.
Not only the skeleton warriors who were fighting scatteredly, but also the skeleton warriors who were trapped in the illusion of the spirit by her, like headless flies, were much quieter. What's more, they were looking around blankly, as if they were looking at where they were. ,do what.
Ning Yan clenched her fists nervously.
The third time, the flute sound is filled with a lot of literary energy and flies away in the wind.
As it spreads, its impact also doubles.
The skeleton soldier's hand loosened and his weapon clattered to the ground.
This scene seemed to be contagious and spread from ten to ten, and more and more skeleton soldiers stopped or dropped their weapons. This made the Kang soldiers who were fighting to death not long ago at a loss.
No, what happened?
[Woooooooooooo...]
At this time, Ning Yan heard a series of whining sounds at the tip of her ears. At first, it sounded like the sound of wind, but if you listen carefully, it sounded more like someone crying. The sound was deep and mournful, as if it contained endless grievances and sadness. The tip of my nose was slightly sour. I traced the source of the sound and found it was a skeleton!
The skeleton warrior who lost his weapon covered his face with his hands.
Even the beating flames in the eye sockets turned into a wriggling luminous liquid, rolling down one by one.
Qian Yong was so shocked that he could swallow two eggs in one mouthful.
Look at a group of skeletons, and then look at Shen Tang.
He slapped his thigh: "It's really evil!"
It was the right choice for me to understand the current situation at that time!
After a while, the flute played for the fourth time. This time the scope was larger than the third time, covering the big pit and touching the battlefield of Gaoguo. Perhaps it was because of simpler thoughts and lighter obsessions. The three waves of skeletons were the last to be affected, but had the greatest reaction. When they broke away from their instinctive drive, they looked around to see clearly where they were, holding their heads and yelling, feeling excited.
Gao Guo also belatedly realized that something was wrong.
They were tortured so much by these skeleton soldiers. Almost every time they took a breath, a familiar figure would fall down, and his body was covered with pale bones. The blood would be absorbed instantly when it splashed on the bones of the skeleton soldiers, and the latter's actions became more and more intense. Be flexible.
The battle line was forced to retreat again and again.
The enemy's scale is getting bigger and bigger. In less than two hours, nearly 20% of our own casualties have been suffered, and the morale of the entire army has been on the verge of collapse. Gao Guo responded and organized a counterattack, but the effect was not as good as expected. It is not that Gao Guo's combat effectiveness It's really that bad. In fact, the soldiers of the Gao Kingdom are basically from good families, and their combat power is guaranteed. They just can't stand having their own people to work hard, and they don't try their best at all. In order to please the imperial master of the Eternal Life Sect, Wu Xian previously, Also to suppress dissidents and chill people's hearts.
People's hearts are scattered and it's hard to lead the team.
You can imagine how vulnerable the army's cohesion and morale will be. Once the situation is unfavorable, it can never be reversed.
Wu Xian was furious but could do nothing.
He himself is also a clay Bodhisattva who cannot save himself when crossing the river.
Brothers Jimo Qiu intervened to save his life, but that didn't mean Wu Xian was completely safe, as he was still surrounded by enemies on all sides.
"what happened?"
Wu Xian was covered in blood. He was almost cut in half by the sneak attack skeleton. If he hadn't avoided the vital point, the body would have been cold by now. As his strength was exhausted, he became more and more powerless.
Gong Xiqiu, a literary scholar, was completely helpless.
I can't even ask for a word of wisdom.
Gong Xiqiu listened carefully and said, "It's the sound of the flute."
Wu Xian felt that his focus was wrong.
"Don't you notice that these skeletons are not what they used to be?"
Gong Xiqiu said: "No."
He really didn't notice any difference.
Wu Xian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"...Oh, I asked the wrong person."
He shouldn't have asked Gong Xiqiu. This braided guy looked like he was here to fight. He was carrying a strange wooden stick from beginning to end, knocking on bones and scattering whatever he saw. Those skeletons were afraid of him when he saw them.
, it’s too late to hide, how can you dare to get close?
Gong Xiqiu naturally has no pressure.
When Wu Xian couldn't bear it anymore, he went to Gong Xiqiu's side. Although it was embarrassing, at least he was safe. It was better to lose face than to lose his life.
After Wu Xian reminded him, Gong Xiqiu realized it later.
Wow——
The skeleton chasing Wu Xian suddenly fell apart without warning.
Wu Xian's eyelids twitched and he distanced himself.
Some of these skeletal warriors still retained their cunningness in life, and took advantage of their ability to recover after being scattered. They were deliberately shot and dispersed by Wu Xian, and took advantage of the moment when Wu Xian was entangled by other warriors or relaxed his vigilance to suddenly attack him.
Wu Xian didn't expect that they would play tricks on them, and he was fooled. If it weren't for Gong Xiqiu's intervention, Wu Xian's life would not be enough.
He waited nervously for a few breaths.
The time exceeded the maximum time for the skeleton to recover.
The pile of skeletons remained unresponsive.
Wow——
There was another sound.
A few, a dozen, dozens, hundreds...
In the end, one skeleton after another fell apart.
The battlefield is littered with bones as far as the eye can see.
Only the sound of the flute continued, resounding throughout the sky.
_(:3 ∠)_
Alas, I feel that the employment situation this year is even more sad than last year. Several elders around me are looking for jobs again. They are older and it is difficult to find... Shiigugu doesn't know how many more years he can stay full-time.