At this moment, many students couldn't help but clenched their fists. They seemed to have a picture of a war horse and a spear spread out in front of them. They saw the brave general and soldiers fighting without fear of life and death. Their bodies were filled with blood, and they wanted to fight for it!

On the stage, Ye Jian, dressed in camouflage, seemed to connect two bonds of time and space, allowing the students to see the bloody storm of that era and the sharp momentum that a soldier should have.

The "crank" sound of the pipa is a medium, either urgent or slow, or soothing or high. Xu Wen uses her superb skills to play the heroic spirit in "The Ambush on Ten" so that everyone can deeply hold their hearts due to the sonorous and powerful rhythm of the sound of the pipa.

The urgent "Zang" sound is like a war drum, and Ye Jian's voice comes in a low voice, "Slowly observe it, there are the sound of golden drums, swords and crossbows, and people and horses..."

The tense atmosphere of swords before the war came to the face. The trumpet had sounded and the horses had already passed. The swords and crossbows passed through the enemy's bodies. The generals and soldiers of the two sides started to fight.

The figure holding the sword suddenly rotated in the center of the stage, and in another posture like a flying swallow, the long sword in his hand pointed forward... The battlefield is ahead, and the battlefield is fighting against us and the enemy and us, and we will never stop until death.

Gradually, Xu Wen's fingers became faster and faster, and Ye Jian danced faster and faster in the intense sound of the pipa.

The sword light and the fire light soared into the sky. She had murderous aura on her face, murderous aura on her body, and even more murderous aura on her sword in her hand.

The thousand-year battle of life and death finally entered the final battle.

In the cold sword, it seemed that the students who had traveled through time and space saw the flesh and blood flying on the battlefield and heard the miserable cry...

Ye Jian cried, and her comrades died...

"The strength is to pull the mountain and the energy is vast. The time is not good, and the horse will not pass away. What can I do if the horse will not pass away..."

The voice was heavy and sad. Xia Jinyuan's fist became tighter and tighter. He saw what the figure wielding the sword in the center of the stage wanted to express. She danced for j5 and cried for j5!

j5!

j5!

Do you see your comrades missing you?

Do you know how sad your comrades are about your departure?

It doesn’t matter if we don’t know, we can just know in our hearts. Although you have been away, you will always have your place in your heart, and you will always be there!

At the end, g3, t6, v8, z7 saw that their eyes were red and their tall bodies were tense so hard that every muscle was as hard as a stone. Their emotions were completely driven, but even so, their bodies stood tall, like a mountain that had been around for thousands of years, and would never fall.

They were not amazed by Ye Jian's appearance, they were only moved by the feelings expressed by Ye Jian.

The string sound gradually lowered and became a terrible sadness. The dark sky finally spread out, and the morning light slowly soaked out from that mouth. The wind blew by, and the thick blood was still strong even after spanning a thousand years.

It's dawn...

Goodbye, j5

Goodbye, my comrades...

The stage lights were all bright, and applause came in the quiet venue in an instant. All the leaders sitting in the audience in front took the lead in standing up and applauded the two students who thanked the stage.

Xia Jinyuan and g3 seemed to have the greatest applause. The students experienced the tragic tragedy in "The Ten-Side Ambush", while they experienced the tragic tragic comrades away after a war.

This song "Ambush on Ten" was given to J5 by Ye Jian and also to all the comrades in the Snowland Brigade.
Chapter completed!