Han Qing was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look, only to find that what was coming was a girl with long legs and a waist. Her whole body was covered tightly in black and red leather armor, with only her facial features and cheeks exposed.

Beyond the armor.

Compared with the other dancing girls, this girl wearing black armor is obviously a head taller. Her face is not beautiful, but she has a cool and handsome charm.

I saw her quickly picking up two drumsticks that were not much thinner than her own arms, and smashed them against the huge drum head, "Dong, dong, dong dong, dong dong dong..."

In an instant, all the music stopped, and the muffled drum beat became the only rhythm in the audience.

The candlelight slowly became brighter, and the dancing girl turned her shield, like a mirror, reflecting all the candlelight towards the giant drum. The figure of the black-armored girl became brighter and brighter, and her shadow fell on the drum surface, like a

A dancing flame.

She began to dance gracefully to the sound of the drums. The movements of her hands were not messy at all. The pipa sounded again, the screen suddenly broke, the cavalry protruded, and the horn sounded again, like a strong wind passing through the woods and passing over the high hills.

The other two teams of girls wearing black and red armors lined up. Their spears were like a forest and their shields were like a wall. But it was difficult to take the audience's eyes away from the drum head.

Almost all the spectators stared at every movement of the drumming girl without blinking, as if that figure had entered the depths of their souls through their own eyes.

The flame jumps, flickers, and turns into a phoenix. In the sound of drums, it bathes its feathers in fire, reaches nirvana, and is reborn.

The wind is rustling, the pipa is clanking, and the horn is sounding like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring!

The black-armored girls lined up in front of them. There were only a few dozen figures, but they were like thousands of troops.

The candlelight reflected by the shield followed their figures, pushing forward, pushing forward, and constantly pushing forward.

The darkness kept retreating and retreating in front of the girls' spears and shield walls, until it was completely shattered and collapsed thousands of miles away!

I don’t know how long it took, when the sound of the pipa, the horn, and the drum gradually disappeared, the girl playing the drum also stopped moving and bowed deeply to the "battlefield".

Broken spears and broken shields littered the ground.

Many of the dancing girls lay awake, like flowers withering away.
Chapter completed!