172: The east wind blows, the war drums beat

Seeing His Majesty's misunderstanding, Zhao Li quickly explained.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Prince Pinggan is blessed with boundless fortune; how could anything happen to him?"

"Then why do you look like that?"

Zhao Li sighed inwardly and stammered in response:

"It's just... it's just..."

"Just what? Speak quickly!"

Even the entire court of civil and military officials couldn't wait this time and shouted loudly.

"It's just that Prince Pinggan took those women from the Youlin Troupe and also went to the front lines."

"What? Prince Pinggan took a group of women to the front lines? Isn't this preposterous!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the entire scene erupted in an uproar; no one expected Su Ming to do such an absurd thing.

"Could it be that Su Ming thinks fighting a war is like sightseeing, and he brought a group of women to watch?!"

"How outrageous! While the soldiers are bravely fighting the enemy on the front lines, Su Ming is bringing a group of women to watch a show in the back. How disheartening this must be for our Northern Wilderness Army soldiers!"

"Arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated; how can Prince Pinggan not even understand this basic principle!"

For a time, everyone's admiration for Su Ming instantly vanished, and their words were filled with resentment.

Ni Changshang on the dragon throne gritted her teeth, her heart feeling as if a vinegar jar had been overturned.

"You, Su Ming, it's true what people say about you being a philanderer! At the front lines, you're still thinking about flirting and having fun; you're truly having a grand old time!"

"Your Majesty, Prince Pinggan's contributions to our Northern Wilderness are evident for all to see, but his actions this time are indeed a bit excessive!"

An old minister advised Ni Changshang, not because he had an opinion of Su Ming, but because he feared that if this continued, Su Ming would develop an arrogant personality, which could have an impact on the ever-changing battlefield.

Ni Changshang nodded with a somber expression.

"What Su Ming did is indeed a bit excessive. I don't care what he usually does, but he cannot disregard the occasion! After this great battle, I will personally write a letter to properly admonish him!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

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With everyone's combined effort, a huge battle drum was carried over. Su Yimiao took the drumsticks with both hands, lightly lifted her lotus steps, and slowly ascended the steps.

A cool breeze, carrying the scent of blood, blew past, dislodging a strand of her hair.

Su Yimiao gently exhaled, then swung her hands, the drumsticks continuously striking the battle drum.

"Boom~!"

The huge battle drum immediately let out an incredibly loud drumbeat.

This strike seemed to directly hit everyone's hearts, invigorating all the Great Gan soldiers and tightening the hearts of the Northern Wilderness Army soldiers.

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!"

"Boom boom boom~! Boom boom boom~!"

The drumbeats grew louder and the rhythm faster, and visible sound waves spread like ripples across the entire battlefield.

The drumbeats were majestic and deafening, and they seemed to possess infinite magic, making all the Great Gan soldiers' hearts surge with passion, each one as if injected with a stimulant. Even the fatigue from prolonged combat was swept away at this moment.

As one side gained and the other lost, facing the Great Gan soldiers who had suddenly burst forth with infinite vitality again, the Northern Wilderness side was clearly struggling to cope, and they began to retreat repeatedly for a time.

"Hahahaha!! Miss Su Yimiao has made her move!!! You Northern Wilderness savages, you're dead today!! Hahahaha!!"

"You thought you won just because you injured Su Family's Third Miss? Little did you know that everyone in our Great Gan Su Family is an extraordinary talent; Su Family's Third Miss's Saying Becomes Law, and Fourth Miss's Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine. How can you Northern Wilderness win!"

A Great Gan soldier's face was flushed, and accompanied by the dense and majestic drumbeats, he felt an endless surge of strength throughout his body. With a wild laugh, he cut a Northern Wilderness Army soldier in front of him into two.

"What does that mean? Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine?"

"Does Great Gan still have a trump card?! What kind of monsters are these Su Family people, after all!!"

Hearing the Great Gan soldier's words, the Northern Wilderness crowd exchanged glances, and an ominous premonition arose in their hearts. The morale of the army began to waver for a time.

At this moment, both the morale and combat power of the Great Gan Army increased exponentially, and the evenly matched situation was instantly broken, pushing the Northern Wilderness into continuous retreat.

Feeling the instability in his subordinates' morale, Chu Su, covered in blood, quickly channeled the true qi within him and shouted around:

"Brothers, hold steady! Prince Pinggan is behind us, holding the line for us. What are you afraid of?!"

"Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine is nothing in front of the Prince. Have you forgotten what happened to Su Yike, who had Saying Becomes Law?!"

Originally, Chu Su still had a grudge about Su Ming bringing a group of women to the front lines, feeling that Su Ming was treating the lives of his subordinates as a performance to watch.

But at this moment, he was incredibly grateful that Su Ming had followed, otherwise, he couldn't imagine how miserable the Wu Hou Camp's fate would be today.

Hearing Chu Su's words, the Northern Wilderness crowd was invigorated, and the fear that had just appeared on their faces instantly disappeared.

That's right! Our Northern Wilderness Prince Pinggan has come along. Su Yike, who had Saying Becomes Law, was like a dead dog in front of the Prince. What's so great about your Su Yimiao, who has Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine?!

At this moment, although the Northern Wilderness Army's combat power did not soar like Great Gan's, at least the precarious morale was re-solidified.

Su Yimiao's three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the wind. Accompanied by the passionate drumbeats, she seemed to transform into an elf in the music.

Immersed in her world of music, Su Yimiao was like the ruler of this world, sweeping away her previous indifference and tranquility, exuding infinite confidence from head to toe, like the queen of this world.

A rare, wild smile curved at the corner of her lips, and her beautiful eyes burned with fire.

"You simultaneously created four peerless poems that stirred celestial phenomena, Su Ming. I wonder how many more you can create today. Elder Sister is truly looking forward to it!"

A cool breeze blew, and the women around Su Ming subconsciously tightened their bodies.

At this moment, their faces were pale, and their eyes had lost focus.

"Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine... Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine... How can there still be such a heaven-defying person in this world...?"

Others only found Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine terrifying, but only those who truly understood music knew what Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine meant.

This was a goal they could never hope to achieve in their entire lives.

Rong Bingyan bit her lips so hard that a string of crimson blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, yet she seemed oblivious. All her pride and confidence were instantly annihilated by Su Yimiao, leaving not even a trace.

She had always been called one of the two shining pearls of the Northern Wilderness and Great Gan in terms of music, alongside Su Yimiao, but Rong Bingyan was somewhat unwilling, believing herself to be superior in music.

It wasn't until today that she understood the vast difference between herself and Su Yimiao. It was laughable that she had always held herself in such high regard.

"Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine... I, Rong Bingyan, have diligently practiced music for over twenty years, and I haven't even seen the threshold of it. Why has Su Yimiao reached this realm at such a young age?!"

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