Si Huang’s smile was a little cold and evil, but his voice was low and gentle." As a newcor in the entertainnt industry, it’s incomplete if you haven’t been deliberately suppressed by your seniors. I was too decent to you before."
".."Lei Qie felt like he was digging a hole for himself, but he wasn’t angry or afraid. Instead, his interest was piqued." Co on, I’m afraid of you!" Don’t you know that I’m a person who gets braver with each setback?"
Si Huang’s gaze beca subtle.
The more you lose, the braver you beco. If you misinterpreted it, you would be a masochist.
The conversation between the two ended with Xiao Jin’s shout. The filming crew was ready, and the other extras were also in position.
"action!"
Si Huang instantly got into character. The lines on her face were still gentle but there was more coldness that could not be lted by ice and snow. Her clear eyes also had a bottomless mystery.
Lei Qie followed behind her. Fortunately, he had already raised his spirits, so he did not panic when he was attacked by Si Huang’s sudden change in aura. His expression also sank, as if he was holding back his emotions.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The two of them walked in silence. There seed to be no problem. However, Xiao Jin, the director, sensed sothing and his expression changed.
Was it an illusion?
"Lord Bishop..." Lei Qie shouted in a low voice.
The cara naturally aid at him, wanting to capture his expression at this mont clearly.
However, the silver-haired priest in front of him did not stop. He continued to walk as if he did not hear his shout.
Lei Qi had no choice but to follow. This ti, he could not hide his anger." Bishop theus!"
The cara missed a few more seconds on his face. This ti, when it was about to continue filming, the silver-haired young priest suddenly stopped. Even though it was so sudden, it made people feel that it was natural.
He looked at the young man with a pair of dark golden eyes. The cloth armor on his body was obviously damaged, his hair was ssy, and his face was tanned. He looked very sorry, but this was proof of his glory in fighting the enemy, proof of his survival on the battlefield.
"Why are you doing this?" The young man’s straightforward personality and his suspicion of the bishop made him unable to remain silent." Why did you abandon them? Look, look at them. It’s them who protected this country. It’s this group of soldiers who fought to the death on the battlefield that allowed you to live a safe life in the royal city!"
The young man gritted his teeth and shouted angrily," While you guys were eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, these warriors didn’t even have enough to eat! While you guys were enjoying yourselves, they were struggling in life and death! In order to protect their country, they used their own flesh and blood to stop the enemy. Even if they died, even if their last hand was cut off, they would drag an enemy to death with their swords. They would bite off a piece of at from the enemy’s body with their remaining mouth! This is for the motherland, for all the people, not for those cowardly worms who abandoned them at the last minute!"
This part was undoubtedly very well acted. Lei Qie’s furrowed brows were filled with complicated emotions, like an enraged hero.
Xiao Jin gestured for the caraman to hold onto the cara to highlight Lei Qie’s charisma. However, a figure moved slightly and missed the connection point between Lei Qie and the cara. The cara could not stay on Lei Qie for too long. It could only fall on the figure naturally. Otherwise, it would cause the entire filming to stop. This was a very low-level mistake that the caraman should not have made.
Xiao Jin frowned.
Once might be an illusion, but twice was definitely not an accident. Si Huang was really suppressing Lei Qie on purpose.
Could it be that Lei Qie was courting death by provoking Phoenix Sihuang again?
Xiao Jin could not be blad for thinking this way, because he felt that Si Huang would not take the initiative to deal with Lei Qie for no reason.
Now that things had co to this, he couldn’t be too biased and shout bad takes. He could only wait and see what would happen next.
"They are warriors."
The silver-haired priest stood at the edge of the city wall without moving. He exuded an indescribable charm. From his fluttering silver hair to his fingers, it seed as if they were emitting a holy light.
"The duty of a warrior is to fight."
"Warriors should die on the battlefield."
" Running away is the sha of a warrior."
His tone was calm, but it had a shocking power. Why? Was it because that voice was too magical and could cause a physiological reaction? It was still that pair of eyes...The pair of eyes that focused on the warriors below were deep and calm, revealing an incomprehensible emotion.
Lei Qie was speechless for a mont. He looked at the silver-haired priest whose hair was blown by the wind, revealing his entire face. He really looked as perfect as a god. Was this god really cruel? Why did she calm down and respect him when she looked at him?
The duty of a warrior was to fight! Warriors should die on the battlefield! Running away was the sha of a warrior! Then, were the generals who fled the most tornted by their inner condemnation?
Lei Qie couldn’t help but start to think. He didn’t realize that he was in character. After being reminded by Si Huang’s words, his acting thinking was no longer rigid. He was actually thinking about the emotions of the fake characters in the play.
"Warriors of Ageroth." The voice of the silver-haired priest was heard by everyone.
The soldiers below the city wall should not have been able to hear her voice. However, Xiao Jin had long discovered that Si Huang’s control over her voice was also very good. She did not need a post-production voice actress at all. In fact, his voice could resonate with people more than a professional voice actress. Therefore, he had long expected this situation. He had specially set up a loudspeaker. Under his gesture, the extras below could clearly hear Si Huang’s voice.
Together, they bent their backs, willing to lower their heads for the faith in their hearts.
"The last of the food in the city has been handed over to the won and children who are about to retreat. You have to stay in the city and fight until the last mont."
Lei Qi raised his head and stared at the silver-haired priest in disbelief. He had actually told the warriors the cruel truth in a straightforward and peaceful tone without any pity.
There was a mont of commotion among the warriors, and then they heard the voice of the silver-haired priest.
" Your loved ones are behind you. You will protect them with your flesh and blood."
" Your nas will not be rembered by everyone. God’s last gift to you is to die on the battlefield."
"Your bones will be buried in this land."
The silver-haired priest’s words represented death and announced their death so bluntly that he did not hide it at all.
The heavy atmosphere squeezed everyone’s hearts.
The taste in the wind seed to have beco even more bitter.
"Lord Bishop! Will we win-?" A hoarse scream rang out.
This was the soldier in charge of guarding the city wall. He looked very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old. The cloth armor on his body did not fit him. He held a flag in his hand, and the blue flag had the symbol of the Egolas Kingdom painted on it.
"Yes, we will win." The silver-haired priest turned to look at the terrified little guard." Hold the flag in your hand tightly. Don’t let the enemy break it."
"Yes, Lord Bishop!" The young soldier lowered his head and his shoulders trembled, but he held the flagpole in his hand tightly." We will win. Even if one of us dies, we will drag two enemies down with us. We will not let them invade an inch of our motherland!"
"I will be with you." the silver-haired priest said.
What was this feeling?
The warriors below couldn’t see the expression of the silver-haired priest, but as the caraman, Lei Che and the others could see it clearly.
How should he describe it? The words seed to have beco empty. It was a feeling that struck the soul. It was like a sharp thorn piercing into the heart. It was painful and stuffy, but it did not reject it.
On the silver-haired priest’s expressionless face, his pitch-black eyes seed to have seen the future. He saw a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It was desolate.
Did he predict all of this? Was he certain of death? What was he thinking? Did he really not care about the death of these warriors? Was it really a false comfort to say ’we will triumph’ and ’I will be with you’?
Lei Qie vaguely rembered that theus said ’we’! As for him, when he ntioned the warriors below, he had said ’them’!
"Raise your heads, straighten your backs, and pick up your shuriken."
The soldiers below all obeyed.
" Death isn’t scary. What’s scary is that after losing faith, one’s soul will have nowhere to go and eventually fall into the abyss."
" You are warriors. Death is not the end. Glory and faith are eternal."
The warriors raised their swords high and then lowered them again, again and again, as if they did not know fatigue. They shouted," Glory! Glory! Fight for the glory of Ageroth! Fight for the glory of a warrior! Glory and faith are eternal!"
On the city wall.
Lei Qie suddenly lost his mind. His eyes unconsciously stared at the side profile of the priest in front of him. His blood was boiling and his thoughts were in a ss.
In this scene, the protagonist was no longer him, but all the warriors present, and the silver-haired priest who was the focus of everyone’s attention.
However, no one cared about this anymore.
Their hearts were silently ignited.
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