musicians of old

Chapter 500 Playing well (4K [-]-in-[-])

Time flies, and it is the second month of 915 in the new calendar.

When a large number of urban infrastructures that could not be relocated were destroyed, and a large number of citizens and farmers fled and moved in a panic, the Apel war zone fell into a "discontinuous" dead city atmosphere.

And those urban areas and market towns that are barely functioning and where civilians are barely surviving are also occupied by the warring parties in a dog-tooth pattern.At first, Lydia was generally in the south and Janus was generally in the north, but now, there is no straight line or slightly gentle curve on the map, and the two sides can be divided into two sides according to the confronting border.

Of course, they both refer to the area occupied by the other side as "enemy-occupied area".

The small town of Hedgewell, located about 40 kilometers southeast of the former Appile County, got its name because the Hedgewell River has a long direct current here.

The location here is superior, it is the southeast gateway of the county, and there are many highlands with strategic significance. Since the Hudgwell River divides it into two, the "enemy-occupied area" and "enemy-occupied area" are separated by the river. The boundaries are relatively distinct.

It was not yet [-] p.m., and the heavy leaden gray clouds in the sky couldn't wait to cover the last twilight. On the road beside the river embankment, damaged gas spray guns and rusty steel coils gradually melted into a pile of sight. Indistinct dim things.

On the back of a wrecked truck, oil-stained gloves gripped the blackened railing.

"cigarette."

"The last two, boss."

The young Lydian soldier sitting on the ground of the box stood up, took out two crumpled paper tubes, gave one to his officer, and hurriedly put on his splinter camouflage helmet.

The other party lit a match, took a deep breath, took off the water bottle on his body, and threw it over.

The soldier thanked him and took it. With a "gurgling" mouthful, his Adam's apple wriggled and he let out a long breath.

"What way did you get mineral water?"

"Evian's shopping mall sells products. Two sips of this stuff are worth more than your cigarette."

"It's so fucking sweet."

The young soldier raised his head in a "gudong" again, looked at the other party's gradually narrowing eyes, gave him a sly smile, and returned it.

Not to mention these days, there are various dangerous pathogens in water sources in peacetime, and now water plants and sewage treatment stations are key military targets, and any water source is doubtful before it is imported.

Compared with the muddy water that was boiled and added with chlorinated disinfectant, this is a clear spring that is extremely sweet and can open the pores of the whole body.

"It is said that the real dividing line between the front line and the rear is the last intact theater, a town with a clean hotel, a village with a real restaurant, and a grocery store where you can buy cigarettes. I think I have to add one thing: you can throw it away completely While dropping the damn disinfectant."

The sergeant tightened the lid of the pot, sucked the cigarette until it burned his fingers, threw it on the ground and stomped it out, then raised the binoculars to look at the river first, then the other bank.

The living areas of civilians on both sides of the river bank have all been withdrawn 1-2 kilometers inward. Looking around here, there are only various bombed shelters, gas stations and factory ruins nearby, as well as hundreds of thousands of people who come into view from time to time. A handful of friendly soldiers.

The water entrances of several important piers were blocked by a large group of rusty torpedoes. They floated up and down, like the mouthparts of monsters in horror folklore.

"Boom!—boom!—boom!—"

The next moment, the dark and heavy column chords of the piano sounded in my ears.

From two c minor triads, to f minor triads, and then to the dominant seventh chord in E-flat major... imitated four sentences with the same sound pattern, climbed up and down with difficulty, and then turned into a two-tone passing sentence in the high-pitched area, winding and falling , like a light and melancholy sigh.

In fact, the playing is a bit collapsed and not very neat.

But the effect is out.

According to the direction to identify, it is emitted from the other side of the river, but the sound is far away in the sky and close in front of us.

Arguably, this should come as a surprise under the circumstances.

But the two soldiers seemed to be a little surprised, and slowly jumped off the scrapped truck.

They walked about ten meters towards the embankment, sat sideways behind a bundle of scrapped steel coils, and continued to look in the direction of the music.

The piano took a solemn march again, and a series of strange and urgent descending triplets came quickly, bringing out a few heavy blows in the major key of the distant relationship, and collapsed into pieces of cold arpeggio groups.

It is extremely dazzling and full of tragic temperament.

"What song is this today?" The sergeant asked aloud.

"Choral Fantasia in C Minor, written by Northern Continent composer Fan Ning." It wasn't the person beside him who answered him, but the voice of a nearby friendly soldier with electric noise in the miniature radio.

"It's the fourth day, and they've found someone who can play the piano, but we can't even find someone who can play the horn." The young soldier beside him muttered.

".But we can also hear it clearly, which is amazing." In another trench dug by a river embankment, the sniper with a haystack on his head was lying on his stomach without moving, not responding to the previous sentence, but himself Talk to yourself.

In the scope is the hazy semi-outdoor stage, the dancing clothes of the artists can be seen faintly, and under a few brighter light poles, there are piles of recently dismantled door and window frames that have been twisted and deformed under the high temperature .

Since the confrontation between the two armies here, civilians have been repeatedly emphasized that they must retreat 1-2 kilometers to ensure safety. Here, Hedgewell is about 500 meters wide, and the distance between the church and the river is less than 300 meters. Maybe if you try it, you can have a high hit rate.

But the sniper's finger wasn't on the trigger at all.

At present, he doesn't want to, and the most direct reason at the beginning is that he doesn't dare.

Because of the person commanding on the stage, almost no one does not know him now.
No one would think that a few sniper rifles are more deterrent than a fleet of bombers
The sniper was just using his gun as a telescope.

At the end of the cadenza solo, the cello played the tortuous "inquiring motive", the piano responded with warm colors of consolation and appeasement, and the simple and warm "joy theme" was gradually brewing in the attitude of a new thing.

From the flute and piano duet, to the woodwind trio, and then to the string quartet, after full deformation and discussion, the music intensity gradually increased, ushering in the highlight moment of the band's full performance.

The strings are not neat, the treble is not very accurate, and the brass is always bubbling
But the spirit is not bad.

It can barely be described as "the sound of radiant praise resounds through the river"
After the stormy and fierce struggle, the gentle and intoxicated Andante, and the sonorous and passionate military march, the "inquiry motive" mixed with seeking and hesitation reappeared, and the piano was pounding with a diminished seventh chord. A group from low to low The high-pitched and fast arpeggio brings the background sound flow of C major with infinite dynamic temperament.

"Happy and cute!" "Happy and cute!"

The melodious singing voice of the woman drifted out, and the man responded with a deep response.

"The harmonies of our life sound pleasant and lovely;
Once the beauty is revived, the flowers bloom forever!
Peace and joy fly side by side, like waves ebb and flow;
All cruelty and hostility, turned into sublime joy! "

"It's really a chorus song, and there are really many people singing." Under the lens of the sniper, a few people dressed in rags were vaguely seen coming onto the stage from the side.

"Sounds good." The pilot of the reconnaissance plane twisted the steering lever after 180 meters near the river bank in accordance with the patrol regulations, and the flight trajectory changed to a parallel line. After flying at a low altitude for a few kilometers, he turned back again.

"I had a great time today. The piano players, the singers, and the band are also there."

In dozens of other places on the embankment, soldiers squatting under the barbed wire simply leaned their heads on the thick wooden poles.

This is the case for idle soldiers, and those who are on guard or patrolling, although their body movements are not slack, their attention is all on the dim light source on the opposite bank.

In the civilian living area further inside, the movements of the hands of the workers also slowed down.

Everyone is used to it.

It's been over a week.

The "enemy-occupied area" on the other side of the river, the concert hall, it took four days to build on the back of the church, and then performed for another four days.

Every time it starts at 1 o'clock in the evening, the time is not long, 3-[-] tracks, and ends in about half an hour.

At first, this incident greatly aroused everyone's sensitive nerves, and the investigators reported it to the highest level.

Because an airship floated from the other side of the river that day, and then dozens of official knowledgeable people came out of it, and later learned that at least three of them were high-ranking people, and at least two were knowledgeable people.
Even if there is a regulation of "no interference in secular wars", this group of people presses forward, no one dares to breathe a sigh of relief.

I didn't dare to take the initiative to ask, so I could only stare at what they were doing from a distance all day long.

Build bunkers?Or dig underground fortifications?
Later, I gradually discovered that it seemed to be a concert hall.
The high-level military officials in Lydia also consulted with the members of the Lingyin Discipline Society. The priests said that although they did not know what the other side was doing, they did not look like they were "doing harm to others". The only mysterious factor was that there was a An altar that can expand the sound field
After this question was answered with peace of mind, the next worry came one after another.

Wouldn't it be taking the opportunity to preach and persuade to surrender, or trying to use some content to disturb the morale of the army?

The Apel area is a mixed-inhabited area. Janus and Lydians account for [-]% and [-]% of the population, and there are nearly ten other races. The attitude of the Church of God is relatively "friendly", but if it is exerting influence with such a big fanfare now, it has to ask the pastors to come forward to negotiate.

However, for three days in a row, they found that the other party did not sing religious genres at all, and basically performed some ditties in the style of authenticism or early romanticism, or pure instrumental music without a title, or some excerpts from famous operas
It is quite in line with the conservative music aesthetics of the Lydians.

And in the past few days, several newly captured Janus soldiers also said that the opposite side is really just building a concert hall for performances and teaching, because there is no extra cost for more people to listen, so they don't mind "enemy" "Occupy" people listened together, civilians also need entertainment.

Also, they also said that Ms. Roy from a neutral country should also negotiate and build a courtyard in Lydia at that time, no need to spend extra money, just pass the inspection, maybe it will be built on the other side of the river, if you if you can keep it
Doesn't mean anything else.

Don't worry, the one who hits you, both parties should not have a psychological burden.

By the way, these words are heard from the mouth of the "Master Teacher".

So now a kind of tacit understanding has been formed. After listening to the concert, the lights are dark at night, and the two armies are too lazy to try again. They either rest or go back to the rear to produce. This continues until four or five in the morning the next day. The sound of fighter planes and guns sounded one after another, and the two sides fought normally again, leaving some bloody corpses and open flames of destroyed objects until six o'clock the next night.
"When music ruled magic, and spoke magic words;
The great glory appeared, and the night and the storm became light!
Outer peace and inner happiness rule the lucky man;

However, the spring of art makes both of them shine! "

The reappearance of "Choral Fantasia in C Minor" has reached the moment when it wants to fly to the free country. After experiencing the suffering struggle and hesitant contemplation at the beginning, the joyful and comforting trio leads the chorus to "fly" to the ground. stand up.

"This battle is more lively than shooting during the day." The sniper saw in the scope that some people opened a dark pile of something that looked like a music book in their hands.

"When greatness enters the heart, beauty and new life bloom;
Once the soul comes out, there is always a spirited chorus to respond!
Then, ye fine souls, rejoice to receive the gift of this fine art;
When love and power are united and married, divine grace will favor all mankind! "

In the collective strong performance of the piano and the band, under the leadership of six singers, the final brilliant chorus of the music finally broke out.

"Is there a possibility?"

"Through spiritual relaxation and enjoyment, let our army feel slack and war-weary?" A man with the appearance of an officer threw his pistol aside, dug a hole in the mud, frowned, and read a book of Langer with a match. The text of the lyrics in Chinese and Hoffmann.

"No, if this is an indiscriminate attack, wouldn't their army be more slack?"

"Ding ding dong ding ding dong ding ding dong ding ding dong..."

The piano presents a warm triple bass and cheerful melody, the vocals are interspersed with shouts, and the brilliant column chords of the band burst out one after another.

The texture is a bit messy, but the volume is strong and can be pulled to full load.

On the pitch-black vast land, tens of thousands of people have already applauded without knowing each other.

The chorus hovered over the bright light group, and was brought back to the world by the roll of timpani, and ended with a burst of strong playing.

"Bravo!" These Janus people, like the Tiorian people, followed the trend brought about by the opera culture in the southern country and applauded.

At the end of the performance, some singers who were not in good health sat on the stage out of breath, and some stood firmly to accept the audience's applause.

The retreating musicians accepted the canned pork and fruit distributed by the soldiers by the stairs, while the young man who played the piano gave a hasty salute, picked up the engineering repair box next to him and quickly disappeared into the night.

A priest took the stage and began to shout at the top of his voice.

"Continue to accept applications for musical instruments now, and go to the cordon on the left if necessary!"

"The age of instrumental music must be between 4-16 years old! Vocal music is extended to 24 years old! You must have a legal household registration, and the whole family must register with their real names, and no repeated application is allowed!"

"Currently, the types of instrumental music that are accepted for application are violin, flute, trumpet, guitar, harmonica, and percussion small pieces. Open class time for introductory music, vocal music classes are held every day, instrumental music classes are held in turn, and Sundays are closed!"

"Also, an important announcement, an important announcement, an important announcement!"

Clergy repeats three times in a row.

"Bishop Lavoisier will sit in the Confession Room of Hedgewell Church from [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, and personally perform the sacrament of confession for all the people. The time limit is two days, please convey to each other!"

(End of this chapter)