Chapter 7 Song in the Clouds Beginning of troubled times

"Ren'er! God's son, I must kill you and bury you with Ren'er!" This is the cruel words that Zhu Jianming said after learning about his son's death. Zhu Jianming is the middle-aged man. Zhu Xiaotian and Zhu Xiaodi were convinced of this, because in their cognition, all the people their father wanted to kill were killed, and none of them were spared.

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A few days later, Ye Qianqiu has been far away from Jingzhou City and walked between the mountains. On this day, Ye Qianqiu always felt something wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong, but he inexplicably had such an idea.

At dusk, Ye Qianqiu stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. The hazy distant mountains were shrouded in a layer of light veil and shadows. They were far and close in the ethereal clouds and smoke, as if they were far away, like a few strokes of light ink, smeared in the red sky. As if feeling something, Ye Qianqiu fixed his eyes and looked at the clouds in the sky, as if something was moving in the clouds.

After a while, Ye Qianqiu probably saw what it was. He never thought that the one in the clouds in the sky was a horse-drawn carriage, and the god would travel. Jiang Luoxing, a god general, is now sitting in a golden chariot, with 16 horse-drawn carriages in front of him, and behind him, these are two other entourage chariots. Of course, Ye Qianqiu just saw the dragon horse and chariot.

Sixteen dragon horse-drawn carriages, each of which has the same cultivation as a sub-saint and can travel in the air. Such a position is really magnificent. Except for Ji Zhenyu, the world's leading emperor, Jiang Luoxing's travel posture is the largest. However, it is no wonder that he is not only a royal relative, but also a marshal of the dynasty, and there is no doubt about such a travel situation. In fact, it is also strange that Jiang Luoxing has held heavy troops for many years, but there is no intention of conspiracy. He is just single-minded to consolidate the development and growth of the imperial forces. Maybe he really has no heart to control the world!

In the golden chariot, Jiang Luoxing said a word lightly, so the two entourage chariots began to play the sound of earth-shaming drums.

"Is this?" Ye Qianqiu heard the sound of drums and asked softly. After the sound of drums, there was a leisurely sound of flute and piano in the sky, and the sound of flute was played all over the land of China. Gradually, Ye Qianqiu was immersed in the music and heard the artistic conception of the sound of the flute and the piano. This is a war song, and the artistic conception contained in it can be summarized in eight words: fight against the world, proud China!

"The shadow is light, the sky is cold, the stars and the moon are sad, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes, riding thousands of miles, killing the enemy. Blood-stained sword, the blue sky is getting dim, the people sigh, the dreams are all illusory, thousands of years of glory and withering turns, and the troubled times are cloud smoke. Ye Qianqiu recited a short word he had heard, "The troubled times are coming!"

"The war song in the clouds begins, and the troubled times begin through the ages." Some people in the 100,000 mountains said so.

"Is the legendary reincarnation going to happen again?" In a Taoist sect, someone asked the sky.

"The real dragon comes out, the phoenix appears, and the world is in chaos!" On the edge of the Yellow River, an old man sighed.

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"Although I don't know what happened, this war song clearly show that the war is about to begin. Alas, together with the chaos of war, it is always the people who suffer!" Ye Qianqiu shook his head and looked up to the sky and sighed.

At the end of a battle song, the troubled times will come through the ages. At the end of the war song, Jiang Luoxing stood up and stood in the sky and said loudly, "The troubled times are coming. If I, China, want to stand still, must have enough fighting power. Now I declare that tens of millions of soldiers!" I don't know what method he used. His voice spread all over China and came to the ears of thousands of people of China. After the announcement, Jiang Luoxing returned to the chariot, waved his hand and went away. No, it should be the clouds.

"Ten million conscription, it seems that it is difficult for the world to be at peace!" After listening to Jiang Luoxing's words, Ye Qianqiu said to himself.

At night, the moon is cold and the weather is cold, and the earth of China is full of lights. This night, I can't calm down. Tomorrow, the adult men in the family will have to go to the border according to the conscription order, so not many people can spend tonight in peace. Perhaps, if you say goodbye, you will never see each other again. Maybe, when you go to the border fortress, you have just salute, and when you return home, you will have gray hair. Of course, this is only for ordinary people, those who are powerful will not join the army.

Besides, it's just the recruitment of tens of millions. The land of China is prosperous and endless, with a population of 200 million, and 10 million is not much, but it is much more than other countries. However, there are many Western forces on the battlefield. Under the power of China, the three Western powers have already formed a Western alliance, and the combined forces of the three countries are not a small number. Coupled with other coveting countries, tens of millions may only be the first number of conscriptions.

What does troubled times bring to people? Soldiers and horses are in chaos, people are not living, or heroes are not, but they are not. In troubled times, everything can happen.

On the battlefield, although there are also practitioners, the decisive force is still the combat power of the ordinary army. Because if your country has more practitioners participating in the war, another country will increase the number that can compete with you, so over time, this has become an unwritten rule: practitioners can participate in the war, but only take action against the other party's practitioners. So there are not many practitioners sent in every war. If the practitioners can take action against ordinary people, do they still need to fight? After a few beats, people died, and they couldn't fight directly.

Ordinary armies have battlefields of ordinary armies, practitioners have battlefields, and practitioners from various countries do not dare to fight against Chinese practitioners, because Chinese martial arts and Taoism are too strong, and Western magicians, spirit beast knights, fighters and so on are still a long way away from them. Usually, the first pair is the winner of Chinese practitioners.

Ye Qianqiu stood on the top of the mountain and looked far away. The bright lights in the distance made him sigh. Since remembering, Ye Qianqiu has been alone. He really doesn't know what family affection feels like. He has seen a lot of coldness in the world. Once upon a time, he also asked in his heart why he was an orphan and why others had parents, but he didn't. No wonder he thinks so, because most of the children who were close to him at the beginning also have parents. Without parents, they at least know what their parents look like, and he has neither parents nor what their parents look like.

After sighing, Ye Qianqiu shook his head, smiled bitterly, and then found a place that seemed to sleep, so he fell asleep on the top of the mountain. Alas, I don't know how he developed the habit of sleeping on high places. He used to sleep on the roof, but now he still sleeps on the tree or on the top of the mountain!