Zither Emperor Chapter 776 Chapter 246 Tenderness on the Battlefield Part 2

776: Chapter 246: Tenderness on the Battlefield (Part 2) 776: Chapter 246: Tenderness on the Battlefield (Part 2) The scene was as before, but everything had changed; no more ties, no more concerns, she herself was now his wife at this moment.

Happiness came so suddenly, yet so genuinely.

Unconsciously, Sura’s eyes had already blurred.

She had long forgotten that she was still on the battlefield, forgotten about the million-strong Beastman Clan behind her, seeing only that one person, those eyes, and that zither.

A murmuring voice rose from Sura, audible only to Ye Yinzhu, “To meet is fate, longing entwines, yet meeting is hard.

Mountains high and roads long, only the moon shines over the thousand miles.

Due to discontent, the dreams of mandarin ducks bee fleeting, thus adopting a form to entrust to the Hongyan for swift transmission.”

At that moment, the beautiful sound of the zither played—gentle and slow, filled with anticipation and deep love, clear as splashing jade, trembling like phoenix cries, the wonderful melody stirring the deepest love from Ye Yinzhu’s soul.

The clear singing acpanied by the phoenix-like zither spread across the battlefield, infused with Douqi, making everyone seem like a witness to their love, “Joyously unsealed, holding the jade reflection, looking closely, only to see cherry lips red, willow brows inked, starry eyes brimming, with deeper affection.

How to express this boundless adoration?

Longingly gazing southeast, a melody of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix.”

The zither music was beautiful, but it only soothed the hearts of the warriors from Milan and Qin City—the soldiers from Qin City had little reaction, but those from Milan were all gaping in amazement.

The handsomeness of Ye Yinzhu, Sura’s stunning beauty, bined with that touching melody, struck at all their hearts.

What was happening?

Was this still a battlefield?

Could it be that His Excellency the Zither Emperor, who led Qin City’s army in cold and ruthless slaughter just yesterday, was now openly expressing love on the battlefield?

A strange feeling arose in every Qin City soldier’s mind, bringing a new understanding of the Zither Emperor.

Matlachi gaped at Ye Yinzhu, who was playing and singing, muttering, “Can this even work?

Big brother, am I dreaming?

If he was my soldier, daring to talk of love on the battlefield, I…”

Martin chuckled, saying, “What about you?

He’ll never be your soldier.

He is the Zither Emperor.

Strength proves everything.

If you were as powerful as him, even more outrageous actions wouldn’t be questioned by others.

What does it matter if it’s on the battlefield?

Are we even in battle right now?

However, Yin Zhu’s zither play is getting better.

If I were a woman, perhaps I would be moved by his music.”

Matlachi laughed heartily, saying, “Big brother, save it.

Even if you were a woman, you’d be an old lady.”

In stark contrast to the light-hearted mood here, on the other side, Tiger King Jo Cole grew even more nervous the moment Ye Yinzhu began to play the zither.

Could this be another Necromantic Curse?

At his mand, the Beastman soldiers grew tenser, and even the ramparts became somewhat chaotic.

The Necromantic Curse during yesterday’s daylight and the Devil’s Curse that broke the walls at night had already cast a huge gloom among the Beastman soldiers.

All this seemed to have started with the arrival of that young man playing the zither across from them.

In the eyes of the Beastmen, Ye Yinzhu even seemed like the incarnation of the devil.

Suddenly, a Horned Hawk soared down from the sky, gently landing beside Ye Yinzhu and Sura, and Haiyang in a water-blue long dress floated down gently beside Sura, softly embracing the teary-eyed Sura in her arms.

“Sura, don’t cry.”

Sura hurriedly wiped her tears, “Sister Haiyang, I just feel too happy.”

Looking at Sura, not only Ye Yinzhu, but even Haiyang felt a strong sense of sympathy.

pared to the hardships Sura endured, her own disfigurement in childhood seemed trivial.

“We will always be as happy as we are now, we will always be together, won’t we?”

Sura nodded slightly, her eyes turning towards Ye Yinzhu.

Suddenly, the melody of the Singing Phoenix Zither in Ye Yinzhu’s hands changed; the originally cheerful and harmonious music turned mournful.

The ancient, simple zither notes quietly sounded, and Yin Zhu’s movements were not fast, but with each note, lingering echoes followed, his fingering subtly controlling the tempo, imbued with repetitive sorrow.

The singing also changed with the zither music, and Ye Yinzhu’s voice, pared to before, dropped notably:

“In life,

a dream as long as roads,

let the frost, the frost linger on the face,

In the mortal world,

how many directions do beautiful dreams take,

seeking foolishly dreamy beloved,

as the paths follow the vast crowd.”

Haiyang, who was forting Sura, suddenly stiffened—this was a zither melody she could never forget.

Their first encounter had taken place between the harmonies of the zither and this very tune, “A Touch Of Ghost.”

With a flash of light, the ancient zither embraced, Haiyang was no longer the student from the Divine Music Department she once was, her zither skills guided by Ye Yinzhu had reached the master level.

Holding the zither in one hand while playing with the other, her fingers quivered like mercury spilling onto the zither strings.

Zither and zither, two inherently inpatible instruments, merged into one under Yin Zhu’s perfect control, as if bestowed by a divine miracle, a voice slightly husky, yet as moving as a phoenix’s call followed the plucking of strings and led into the latter verse:

“Life is,

The Prolongation of the Dream

In the dream, there is a faint glimmer of tears.

Where from, where to?

The direction lies within our hearts.

The wind sighs softly in the dream,

Both roads and people vast and endless.”

Drenched in sorrow, Haiyang, who had just been consoling Sura, now also had a layer of blurry water-light in her beautiful eyes.

In contrast, Ye Yinzhu seemed to recall the beautiful past, a faint smile appearing on the corners of his mouth.

The zither and guzheng once again released harmonious melodies, the sorrow dissipating.

Under the influence of Ye Yinzhu’s zither, all that was left was the glimmer of hope.

The husband and wife’s voices rose in unison,

“Human Road

Joyful young men

In the rugged, rugged terrains, we see the sunlight

In the world of mortals,

How many directions can happiness take?

A thread, like the stormy dreams,

The road follows the vast crowd

A thread, like the stormy dreams,

The road follows the vast crowd.”

Silence, the Milan soldiers were dumbstruck.

They had never heard such moving music, nor such a sublime voice.

Moreover, with one male and one female, one sitting and one standing, Haiyang’s beautiful face shrouded in white light looked even more mysterious.

Could this be the legendary concert?

No one knew who started clapping first, but the applause spread instantly.

Many Milan soldiers even leaned their weapons against themselves so as to free their hands for clapping.

Of course, Tiger King Jo Cole on Thor Hammer Fort couldn’t hear the zither music played by Ye Yinzhu or the wonderful singing, but when hundreds of thousands of Milan Army clapped at the same time, the intense sound of applause clearly reached him.

What is this?

Jo Cole widened his eyes, wondering if this was some new kind of military tactic by the Milan Empire.

God damn it, what are these Milanese up to?

Guessing wildly, Jo Cole occasionally glanced at the huge crack not far from him, his unease growing stronger.

Little did he know that today’s deployment by the Milan Army was merely for entertainment.

Of course, it entertained themselves and frightened the Beastmen.

Levitating, Ye Yinzhu smiled as he looked at Haiyang and then at Sura; one with a face veiled in black, the other surrounded by white light, but their delicate features were already deeply imprinted in Ye Yinzhu’s mind.

The indescribable satisfaction even made Ye Yinzhu forget where he was.

He suddenly realized that what he most wanted to do was to return to Qin City with his two wives and live a calm life of an ordinary person, dedicating more time to loving them.

At that moment, the Milan Legion’s wings suddenly moved.

Two groups of a thousand Dragon Knights each charged towards Thor Hammer Fort.

Although Eric Min Long was not as massive as Machino the Iron Dragon, once he initiated a charge, the powerful momentum was still terrifying.

Even though they were just light cavalry within the Dragon Knights, their equipment was stronger than the ordinary heavy cavalry.

Each Dragon Knight warrior pointed the dragon spear forward and charged at full speed.

Jo Cole was perhaps too nervous, seeing the enemy’s Dragon Cavalry charging, his first thought was that the enemy’s attack had finally begun.

He hurriedly ordered all the Beastmen to prepare.

Perhaps influenced by his emotions, the mood among the Beastman Warriors also immediately became tense.

They had pletely forgotten that attacking a city, especially one like Thor Hammer Fort that boasted strong defensive power, could not possibly involve cavalry.

Following the two troops of Dragon Knights, two corps of light cavalry also initiated a charge.

All the infantry, under Marshal Martin’s mand, advanced once more, this time increasing their speed suddenly.

From Thor Hammer Fort, no matter how the Beastmen viewed it, it looked as if Milan Army was indeed launching a full-fledged attack on the city.

But just as Jo Cole’s Douqi had filled his entire body, and his subordinates, the Beastman soldiers, were all readiness, suddenly, the situation on the battlefield changed.

The two groups of Dragon Knights charging at high speed suddenly turned and drew an arc on the vast plain, charging towards each other.

The two groups of Dragon Knights swiftly crossed each other, taking the arc back towards their own side.

The light cavalry following the Dragon Knights made the same maneuver; when they turned, they were only less than five miles from Thor Hammer Fort, a distance unreachable by any long-range attack weapons.

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