don't call me singer

Chapter 1191 I Travel South Alone
The sound of drums has never been absent in the album "Song, Dance, Poetry".

But this time, the sound of drums directly formed the main body of the song "Drumming".

No, it should be said that apart from drums, no other instruments joined!

At the beginning, there was the sound of thunderous war drums. This time, perhaps because of the change in the recording method, every beat of the drums seemed to hit the tympanic membrane.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rhythm is steady, and the quarter beat drums are monotonous and repetitive.

But it was extremely shocking.

The sound of the drum was like the heartbeat of the earth.

With the sound of the drum, the lens slowly lights up, and the camera seems to be placed on the ground. Every time the drum beats, the lens shakes, and the dust and small stones on the ground are constantly beating.

The position of the lens does not move, but the focal length is slowly changing, and the picture on the foreground is gradually blurred.

In the distance, one foot landed on the ground.

Some are as thick as elephants, some are as thin as rods, some have hooves, some have claws, some wear leather boots, and some are barefoot.

The pair of feet were stepping neatly on the ground following the beat of the drums.

The camera slowly rises up, slowly taking in the monsters one by one.

These monsters are not marching, but dancing some strange and strange dance.

Monsters of different shapes and sizes seemed to be manipulated by the sound of drums, bending like straw, and bouncing like a spring.

They raised their arms, wings, hook claws, and bone knives, dancing on the huge wasteland.

The camera continued to raise, and countless monsters formed more than a dozen huge rings on the ground, turning together in the same direction.

In the center of the circle, the black-robed monster who had once summoned countless monster armies was waving the hideous long staff in his hand, raising his hands, and chanting something loudly.

"Boom boom boom boom", the sound of the drums accelerated, the camera quickly aimed at the far corner, and then moved like flying arrows, approaching the distant hills.

On the small hill, Scar was lying behind a boulder, carefully spying on the actions of those monsters.

At this moment, a flying fire-eating beast patrolling in the sky found the scar on the ground and let out a sharp cry, all the monsters around gathered around.

Scar's complexion changed, he got on his horse, turned around and ran wildly!
On the wasteland, looking down from the sky, a variegated horse galloped wildly on the withered yellow grassland, followed by countless monsters, chasing them like a tide.

Singing:
"Beat the drums,
Actively use troops.

Tuguo Chengcao,

I travel south alone. "

(The drums were beating loudly, and the soldiers were busy practicing martial arts. Some built roads and walls, and I joined the army alone to the south.)
Next to it, there are also countless monsters outflanking it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The incomparably shocking big drum joined in just now, and the accelerated drum sound continued, and the two drum sounds intersected with each other.

The turbulent tide of monsters is about to merge. Scar riding on the back of a variegated horse, his body is bent down desperately, his body and the horse are rhythmically moving, the muscles on the horse flow like water, and the smoke and dust under the hooves rise, It seems to be about to fly.

But the enemy is faster.

near, near...

In front of the screen, the hearts of the audience were gripping.

hurry up!hurry up!Hurry up!
Amidst the thumping drums, the surrounding monsters are like a gate that is about to close. If you can't escape, you will die!
The monsters outflanking on both sides and the scar who charged with all his might are getting closer, getting closer...

The moment the two were about to fully contact, the screen went black.

"Boom!!!!" With a sound, the whole world seemed to tremble.

When the picture sounded again, it had already become a human picture.

The city was in a mess after being attacked by monsters.

All the soldiers and the people are doing their best to build the city walls and repair the dumped buildings.

Jiang Wei took off his armor and carried the boulder with his comrades, sweating profusely and covered in dust.

As soon as the picture changed, Princess Moran was organizing the people to practice archery.

Almost all of these people were women and children, some with white hair and some barely taller than a longbow.

A little boy with a thick head and a thick head, with his lips pursed and his teeth gritted, drew the longbow in his hand. With a sound of "boom", the bow and arrow shot into the target, and he immediately laughed happily.

Moran came over, reached out and touched his head, took out a handkerchief, and helped the little boy bandage his frayed fingers. Then she turned her head and looked at the city wall not far away with some worry.

Does this city really need these untrained people to defend it?

But under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?
If they don't resist now, they may not have a chance to resist...

"From Sun Zizhong,
Ping Chen and Song.

no return

Worrying. "

(Follow the commander Sun Zizhong, unite the allies Chen and Song. I don’t want to let me go back to the state of Wei, which makes me worried.)
The sound of the drums gradually became high-pitched, and then formed a continuous line.

A simple drum sound has no pitch, but after the points are gathered into a line, it has more expressive force.

The eyes of those who have heard Gu Xiaobai and Fu Han's "Work" are all lit up at this time.

Gu Xiaobai's superb drumming came!

Talking drums!
The sound of the drums changes in pitch and pitch, interweaving into a melancholy melody.

At this moment, the sound of the drum sound is no longer like a drum, but like the shaking fingers of a guzheng.

The continuous sound of drums, like struggling emotions, like chaotic thoughts, fluttered above this lonely city.

The camera shot the sky, shaking.

shaking.

Then the camera turned, Scar's eyes were slightly open, and his head was dragging on the ground.

The camera gradually zoomed out, revealing his blood-stained body and a blood-stained line dragged out on the ground.

The picture continued to rise, and he was dragged by a variegated horse with one foot hanging on the pedal.

When I saw this, my heart skipped a beat.

Is Scar already dying?

At this moment, Scar's eyelids trembled.

He seemed to be fighting some terrible nightmare, struggling desperately to wake up, but he couldn't.

Finally, his foot came off the horse's pedal.

This is already near a dense forest, and the variegated horse trotted into the forest.

A little bit of water slowly smudged from his hair.

The camera zooms out a little, and you can see him lying next to a small puddle, with a variegated horse drinking water and grazing beside him.

The water gently washed his head, and then he finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Where do you live?
Yuan mourning his horse?

To ask for it?

under the forest. "

(Where can I rest and stop? Where can I find the horse after running away? Where can I find it when I follow it all the way? Unexpectedly, it has already entered the forest.)
Above the isolated city, the city wall has barely been repaired, and the collapsed city gate was directly blocked. Jiang Wei stared into the distance from the city wall, as if expecting something.

Finally, a black dot appeared on the horizon of the wasteland.

One person and one horse finally came back.

(End of this chapter)