SFS Chapter 299 He was actually scared
Chapter 299 He was actually scared
In the military training ground, everyone was enveloped by this invisible atmosphere and was involuntarily attracted by Qin Zheng's elegant, hesitant, and tragic posture.
All eyes were focused on Qin Zheng, as if expecting him to bring them greater and more shocking passion.
Liang Heng suddenly woke up from his artistic conception at this moment and broke out in a cold sweat.
He actually got fooled.
Liang Heng looked at Qin Zheng in disbelief.
He never believed that poetry could destroy one's heart and kill people without anyone noticing!
He has always advocated the combat power of real swords and guns.
Your own strength determines everything!
Just like now, if he was not the King of the Western Territory commanding a million troops, how could the emperor be afraid of him?
How could he possibly act so arrogantly in Guanxi, like a local emperor!
But today, he saw Qin Zheng with his own eyes and experienced the verbal criticism firsthand, and only then did he realize how terrifying Qin Zheng was!
Qin Zheng hasn't written anything yet.
If I were to criticize you verbally and in writing, what would happen?
For the first time since becoming the King of the Western Territory, Liang Heng felt a little bit of fear!
Qin Zheng's melancholy eyes and low voice seemed to hide an unknown terror.
But conspiracy is also evil intention!
A conspiracy against him!
Evil intentions against him!
Only at this moment did Liang Heng truly take Qin Zheng seriously, feeling pressure and even fear!
Wu Xiaoyou was stunned. My adult has made such rapid progress. Not only can he compose complete poems, but he can also compose more than one! He has already composed several poems!
The adult’s poem is so touching!
Wu Xiaoyou wanted to cry.
At this moment, Qin Zheng recited his third poem: "When drawing a bow, use a strong one; when using an arrow, use a long one. When shooting a man, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first. Even killing is limited; each nation has its own boundaries. If we can stop the invasion, why bother with excessive casualties?"
Then the fourth poem came out immediately: "The bones are gone with the river, the yellow clouds are still hanging low around the county town. The bones have withered on the sand and covered with grass, but the family still sends winter clothes. The bones are higher than the snow on Taihang Mountain, the blood spurts and turns the Fen River purple. The bones are like rustling sand and snow, general, please don't go up to the hometown platform."
At this moment, Qin Zheng's tone was sometimes warm as spring and sometimes cold as winter.
His eyes were as deep as a pool, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts, making anyone who looked into his eyes feel a chill involuntarily.
These four lines of poetry, all beginning with the image of bones, stirred up a tremendous wave in the hearts of the soldiers. The tragic and brutal scenes of war were vivid in their minds.
Every sentence goes straight to the heart and resonates with the soul.
The air in the entire military school ground froze again.
An indescribable aura lingers in every inch of space.
The soldiers lowered their heads silently, their thoughts surging between their deep brows, trying to capture something, but they captured nothing.
Although Liang Heng was already alert, he was still unable to extricate himself from Qin Zheng's poems. At this moment, he lowered his head, as if he was repenting, as if he was reminiscing.
Xia Bitu was a man of both civil and military talents, and he understood poetry.
He looked at Qin Zheng and felt that each sentence of this poem about bones was independent and did not seem like a complete poem. However, it was just right, fragmented yet very harmonious, and the artistic conception was even higher!
How could he know that it was indeed Qin Zheng who brought them together.
Because Qin Zheng was speechless.
At the moment, I can’t think of any other poem that is suitable for the western border or this occasion.
The main reason why he quickly sang the fourth song was that he wanted to add fuel to the atmosphere that had just been formed.
You can retire after achieving success.
If you say less, the effect will not be achieved.
Talking too much will backfire.
Looking at it now, the effect seems to be pretty good.
Qin Zheng was engaging in a battle of wits, but he was also genuinely speaking from the heart!
The emotion he expressed in reciting poetry was genuine!
The reason why he sent four poems instead of just one was not for any other reason, but because he was afraid that one poem would not resonate with the audience!
He needs to resonate with the soldiers before he can carry out the next plan!
This Hongmen Banquet may seem insignificant, but in fact, there are undercurrents.
This is a battle of mind and courage.
Here, every word can become a sharp blade.
Every glance carries hidden meaning.
This is a bloodless but fierce war.
It tests the wisdom and courage of Qin Zheng and Liang Heng.
In the storm, whoever remains calm and resilient will be the winner.
But at this moment, the Hongmen Banquet hosted by Liang Heng had completely reversed the order of priority.
It seems like Qin Zheng’s home court.
As for this ability to turn the world upside down, Xia Bitu felt inferior.
At this moment, Xia Bitu was even more afraid of Qin Zheng.
It is like a surging river, with endless admiration!
He was convinced!
This Hongmen Banquet was like crossing a mountain with a beam. Every step had to be taken with extreme caution, otherwise one would fall into the abyss and be smashed to pieces.
He concluded that since Qin Zheng had won, it was time to change his original plan.
suddenly!
A furious roar echoed from the military training grounds: "Master Qin, who is the culprit behind the food crisis in Guanxi? We will chop him into pieces!"
One call and a hundred responses!
"Yes, no matter who he is, our Western Frontier Army will never let him go!"
"No matter how powerful he is or how high his official position is, our Western Border Army will kill him!"
"who is it?"
"who is it?"
"kill!"
"kill……"
In an instant, the entire military field was filled with shouts of killing and murderous intent.
Xia Bitu's face changed and he almost stamped his feet.
Qin Zheng’s goal was achieved!
But the crisis has also arrived!
Liang Heng's face changed drastically.
I woke up at this moment and broke out in a cold sweat.
He is the King of the West, a King of the West who has experienced hundreds of battles, but he was actually deceived by the evil words.
But now, he didn't dare to kill Qin Zheng.
The opportunity is gone.
If he kills Qin Zheng now, it would be tantamount to self-destruction!
Because Qin Zheng has successfully narrowed the distance between himself and the soldiers, and a resonance has been established between their hearts!
Suddenly, he saw Qin Zheng looking at him.
Liang Heng shuddered.
Qin Zheng's eyes were like torches, as if they could penetrate all hypocrisy and disguise, and look directly into the deepest secrets of his soul.
That gaze was like a sword, sharp and ruthless.
Liang Heng couldn't help but shudder.
Liang Heng suddenly wanted to slap himself hard a few times.
He was actually afraid.
The King of the West, a warrior who had fought on the battlefield, was actually afraid of a weak scholar who had never been on the battlefield?
Liang Heng's face turned ashen, his eyes burning with rage, his clenched fists trembling slightly from the excessive force, he could no longer contain his anger.
At this moment, Liang Heng's breathing became rapid and heavy, and his chest rose and fell, like an enraged beast, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
But Qin Zheng smiled and stopped looking at him. Instead, he glanced at all the soldiers below the stage.
Qin Zheng's smile is like a breeze in spring, gently blowing through everyone's heart and bringing warmth.
However, the old fox Xia Bitu knew that behind the monkey boy's smile were endless calculations and trade-offs.
He knew that Qin Zheng's life was not easy, as this was the Western Territory military camp, and he was facing the ruthless King of the Western Territory.
Qin Zheng needs to constantly assess the situation and adjust his posture and calculations at any time in order to find a balance that is beneficial to him in this tit-for-tat situation.
In this seemingly invisible confrontation, every move, every sentence, and every word of Qin Zheng may trigger an uncontrollable storm.
Xia Bitu had already noticed Liang Heng's murderous intention, but fortunately, Qin Zheng resolved it.
Xia Bitu knew that even if Liang Heng wanted to kill Qin Zheng, he didn't dare to do it now.
But the premise is that Qin Zheng cannot mention the Qi family!
During this thrilling game, Xia Bitu's heart was beating like a drum, and cold sweat kept oozing out of his forehead.
He knew very well what role he played in this game of life and death.
If you fail, the consequences will be disastrous!