The first one was Emperor Orel, followed by the left prime minister Ceci and the right prime minister Ino. Orel stood on the stage, looking at the huge crowd below and said, "Today is the competition between the Holy Alliance and the Dark Church, two major pillars of our country. Let us welcome them." As soon as he finished speaking, a team of ten people came from each side.
On the left was a girl in a white priest robe, the saint of the alliance, Milo, De, and Rossol. She had long blue hair, blue eyes with a hint of red, and a slender figure, attracting countless eyes. Behind her were two maids, five people in knight uniforms, and two priests in the same white robes.
On the right was a girl in purple, with purple hair and purple eyes, a charming figure, but a cold expression on her face, Freya, Albenos. Behind her were nine people of the same kind, but all dressed in black. What were they doing? "Next is our mysterious composer, Miss Liuli."
When I heard my name, I walked out with the pipa in my hand. Arriving at Taichung Ying, I looked at the sluggish crowd below and I knew what I had brought today. Her long blue hair was tied up loosely, the remaining hair hung down to her waist, the two strands of blue hair on both sides of her cheeks fluttered in the wind, the silver bells in her hair rang as she walked, her expression was indifferent, there was a crescent mark on her forehead, she was wearing a white robe, and she was holding an unknown musical instrument, like a goddess in the sky, exuding a noble and inviolable aura.
There was a high-quality carpet in the middle of the platform. I sat on it, holding the pipa, and plucked a sound to wake up the stunned crowd. I smiled slightly and let you feel the momentum and power of "Ten Sides of Ambush" today.
The pipa sounded, "Arrange the Camps", and everyone seemed to hear the inspiring scene of everyone shouting before the expedition. The music was fast and slow, which was more fascinating; "Blowing and beating", "selecting the generals", "lining up", "marching", I gradually immersed myself in the music, as if I saw the majestic momentum of the soldiers on the battlefield, and the brave and vigorous posture of the army on the battlefield. The night before the ambush, the Han army set up an ambush, the atmosphere was quiet and tense, the small battle at Jiming Mountain, the Chu and Han armies fought hand-to-hand, swords and spears fought, and the breath was short. The battle of Jiuli Mountain was a life-and-death battle between the two armies. The sound of horse hooves, the sound of swords and spears, and the shouts intertwined and fluctuated, and the hearts of the people. Xiang Yu was defeated and committed suicide at Wujiang. Xiang Yu, who broke through the siege and fled, and the Han army chased him closely, with scattered homophonic repetitions and tight horse hoof sounds alternating; Xiang Yu committed suicide, a tragic melody, and the last four strings "scratched" and then "stopped", and the music stopped abruptly.
There was a silence. The audience seemed to have experienced a great war. The tense atmosphere and the tragic emotions made all the listeners immersed in it. With a "ding..." sound, the whole audience was awakened and looked at the girl in the middle of the stage. For a moment, surprise and admiration filled the faces around. I stood up, bowed slightly, and walked to my seat. I didn't feel the gaze of the audience, the surprise, and the fanatical gaze of finding something precious.
The emperor then responded and said, "The competition begins."
Sitting in my seat, I looked at Freya on my right. I hadn't seen her for eight years, and she looked even more beautiful. I recalled our surprise and joy when we saw each other yesterday, and the conversation we had last night rang in my ears.
"Ya, it's you. How have you been these years? We haven't seen each other for eight years."
"Yes, Liuli, when Han and I graduated, we thought we would never see you again. I'm fine, and you too."
"What do you think? It's what you see. I want to ask, are we still friends now?"
"Yes, anytime."
"Okay, let's talk openly. What is your identity and status in the Dark Church?"
"I am the witch of the Dark Church, and the Dark Church listens to me."
"So how does your strength compare to that of the Holy Alliance?"
"Equal in strength."
"Oh, really? The Holy Alliance wants to sacrifice me to some god. I destroyed Centabi. They must have come to me for that purpose, and your Dark Church is also asking the emperor for me at this time, so the emperor plans to make you fight each other and cause chaos. I laid out the plan from the beginning so that no one of you will benefit. Now that you are here, you are even stronger. Let's drive the Holy Alliance out of Malkudia together. Do you think it's feasible?"
"Okay, you arrange it." Ya said directly.
The first round of competition has begun.