Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

The long message had to be split into two. Then, Wang Rui sent a few more messages. All the senior high classmates with cell phones received Wang Rui’s messages.

The lute was played first. Ye Jian, who was holding her sword, started dancing to Ambush from Ten Sides. She was dancing for her comrade who had passed away. She was still sad about what happened.

Wang Rui’s phone kept beeping. Wang Rui replied to the three classmates who were the first to get back to her. [Ye Jian’s performance is starting. We’ll talk about it later.] Wang Rui then ignored the beeping.

She had already been completely enthralled by her old classmate’s sword dance.

Wang Rui wasn’t the only one. Jing Yi, the teachers from Xiangnan University, and more than 1,300 students were all attracted by the dancing figure.

The music became an accompanying performance. It was no longer the main highlight. The real highlight was the figure holding a sword and dancing in the middle of the stage. The tense atmosphere of being ready to fight surged forward with the cold light of the longsword. On the battlefield, soldiers were commanded, the war drums thundered, the bugles were blown, and the longswords were in the air. The two armies would fight until blood flowed like rivers…

There were many sword shadows and very strong killing intent. On the battlefield, the generals would join the army, and the soldiers would charge and guard their country!

Kill! Fight!

Blood would splatter everywhere as they roared.

”Strive to move the mountains together with overwhelming energy. Though the times are unfavorable, the glory will not fade away…”

Some people cried, others were stunned as their hearts trembled. Some placed their wrists by their mouths and gritted their teeth to suppress the tears in their eyes. Some closed their eyes and were so sad that they didn’t dare to watch anymore.

A long flute note suddenly sounded. The sound of the flute brought everyone’s emotions into another time and space. One second ago, they were watching a performance. The next second, they were fighting with guns. The music was sorrowful. Then, the dancer’s sword moved quickly. The students who were trying their best to suppress their sadness couldn’t help but burst into tears.

The sound of the pipa suddenly sounded. They had reached the end. The general died but had no regret. The sound of the musical instrument was tragic. It was expressing sorrow for the general and soldiers who died in battle.

The dancing figure in the venue seemed to have gradually lost her strength. She turned from anxious to desolate because… the general was dead and the people were crying…

The sound of the pipa gradually subsided, and the sound of a zither could be heard. It was the girl playing the melodious zither. It was no longer Ambush from Ten Sides but Spring, Flower, Autumn, and Moon. After the fierce battle, the world welcomed peace and prosperity.

When Ye Jian retracted her sword, the melodious sound of the zither slowly fell. The surroundings were silent. Only low sobs could be heard.

Wang Rui covered her mouth. Her tears had smudged her makeup.

Her partner, Jing Yi, had red eyes as well and was speechless for a long time. He even forgot that it was his turn to speak.

The sound of a cell phone message was heard. Jing Yi was so shocked that he rushed forward. He almost made a mistake!

Wang Rui followed closely behind and said, ”Ye Jian, my former senior high classmate. It’s been three years since we last met. You gave me a huge surprise! You made me cry back there. Shouldn’t you comfort me?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Yi immediately went along with her and said in surprise, ”So, you were too busy crying just now that you failed to tell me that Instructor Ye was your classmate in senior high?”

Ye Jian adjusted her breathing and looked at her former classmate who was walking over. When she saw that her makeup was smudged from her tears, a faint smile appeared in Ye Jian’s eyes.

’J5, my comrade, the people you protected cried for you tonight.’ Ye Jian finally understood why he and thousands of heroes were willing to sacrifice themselves fearlessly.

It was because of these people. So, what was there to be afraid of?