Echo sits at the very top of the castle on the pitched roof of the lookout tower, where the town can be seen overlooked.

She had brought herself up by lightning, and when the sun went down, the little girl would come and see her down. By now, Lightning should already be on its way to the Fortress of Long Song.

Today's weather is fine, the sun is shining brightly on the earth, and the river in the distance is like a glowing silk, flowing slowly westward, splitting the green leaves and snow of the land into two petals. Lying in the sun, she felt surrounded by soft warmth, unlike the scorching sun in the extreme south, where the scorching light could easily sting her skin.

The winds were very different, she thought, and the winds of the mainland kingdom were varied, from the salty sea breeze of the clear water harbor, to the humid monsoon of the king's hot and cold city, to the icy north wind of the desperate mountains, and now the earthy breeze of the town. Whatever one may say, the wind here is pure and singular. In Iron Sand City, it was either scorching hot and windless, or it was overwhelming storms. The wind was visible, and the whistling air was mixed with stones and gravel, like a black beast sweeping in. At this time, it is necessary to hide inside the house, or anywhere you can avoid the limelight. Standing against the wind is only a dead end.

Echo exhaled softly, and now that he remembered that it had been nearly four years since he left Iron Sand City. After the Osha clan lost a power struggle and her father surrendered and was killed by the enemy, she tried to rush to the enemy and die, but was hit from behind.

I don't know how many people in the clan will survive after four years.

Before being sold as a slave to the Blue Water Harbor, she faintly heard that the Osha clan had broken the agreement of the sacred duel, and that the clansmen who were spurned by the three gods would be banished to the Endless Cape and never return to Iron Sand City. But Echo knew that all of this was a conspiracy of the Iron Whip Clan, who smeared the whip with black oil that flowed from the ground, and even water could extinguish it if it ignited. It was this move that caused his brother, the strongest warrior in the clan, to be burned alive during a duel, causing the team's formation to be thrown into chaos.

In addition to the hot yellow sand, all that remains of the endless cape is the unquenchable pillar of fire and the ocean, which is even more manic than Mother Earth. The sandfolk who go there will soon be reduced to bones, and their fate will be worse than that of their slaves.

After Echo awakens as an emissary, the witch commonly known in the mainland kingdom, she also thinks about revenge, but her ability is a useless analog voice. No matter how much she begged the three gods, the gods did not give her a decree. After living in Bishui Harbor for half a year, she realized that the saying that the divine envoy was favored by the three gods was nothing more than a deception of the Mojin people. Within the jurisdiction of the four kingdoms, the oracles were hunted by the Church. From that day on, Echo completely cut off hope for revenge.

At this moment, smoke suddenly rose in the distance. She looked towards the east bank of the Chishui River, and saw a faint green flame passing through the grove, the black smoke from the burning trees and the white mist evaporating from the snow mixed together, forming a gray pillar of smoke on the horizon.

That's Anna's Green Flame.

When they first arrived, Wendy briefly introduced the sisters to Anna and Nanawa. At that time, Echo was very envious of Anna's ability. A free-flowing flame that melts the high temperature of the sword...... If he could have such a strong force when he was in Iron Sand City, the Iron Whip Clan would not be able to survive alone.

Echo shook her head, it didn't make sense to think about it now, she was lucky to be alive compared to those who were likely to have died in the sand. Since His Royal Highness the Prince is willing to contain himself, all he can do is to work hard to fulfill the orders ordered by His Highness.

She cleared her throat and began to hum the song as the other person asked.

It was a cheerful little song, and His Royal Highness the Prince hummed it once, and she memorized the whole tune completely.

The music was no stranger to Echo, and when taught as a slave, seductive dancing and provocative singing were skills she needed to master. But His Highness's tune is completely different...... It's very rhythmic and full of a burst of energy, especially when he asks himself to simulate the sound of a flute to play this piece, and every note seems to beat and you can't help but want to dance to it.

The challenge is to add drums and strings as the piece progresses. Simulating three sounds at the same time and overlapping each other is a first for an echo. She never imagined that the music could be played like this!

At first, it was difficult for her to ensure that the beat of the drum did not disrupt the rhythm of the flute, so she tried to beat it with her hands or feet, as suggested by His Highness, and gradually merged the two sounds together.

After a few days of practice, Echo gradually mastered this onomatopoeia.

After auditioning a few times, she stood up and decided to add the final strings to the mix.

As the piece plays, the echo finds that the minor key changes again – if the cheerful flute makes up its torso, the rousing drum beat gives it bones, then the strings that seem to embellish at the end give the piece a soul. She stepped on the beat, over and over again, so that the three instruments completely fused into one, and her voice became higher and higher, and finally she couldn't help but sing out loud—

"My attack power is higher than yours, so I won. ”

Roland put the last card on the table, while Zoroya on the opposite side covered her face and let out a low cry of realization.

"One more game," she thought for a moment, then put the cards back together, "let me pick your ten cards this time." ”

"Ahem," the prince coughed, "it's not too early, I still have something to do, so you can go find someone else to play." ”

Once you've made a deck that's pretty much enough, the next step is to copy it. With a template in front of her, Zoroya can draw as fast as a printer. Soon, Roland got several copies of the same Gwent card.

So Soroya became his first opponent.

After explaining the rules of the game, a card battle ensues. In the battle, he discovers that the witch's receptivity is indeed higher than that of ordinary people. Soroya quickly figured out how to play her cards, and in the next few rounds, although Roland was still able to win, he had already used a special deck. Now seeing that the other party asked to draw cards for himself, he shamefully refused.

"Alright," Zoroya sipped the card into her arms and ran out the door. At this moment, the sound of cheerful music came from the window. She paused, ran back again, leaned against the window and looked around, "Is it an echo?"

"Well, it seems that she is fully proficient. Roland leaned back in his chair and listened to the familiar music.

The First Army in the border town will soon enter the stage of comprehensive exercise, and unlike standing on the city wall to shoot, the comprehensive exercise will be carried out in the field, requiring the team to march while keeping the team neat and orderly - this is also the basic part of the queue to shoot. In order for the soldiers to walk in unison, they need to rely on the beat of a drum or a slogan to direct the pace of everyone's steps. Now that there was a witch who could simulate a mixture, he simply followed the example of the British and went straight to the infantry marching song.

Compared with a simple drum beat, the marching song can not only control the speed of the team, but also effectively boost morale and boost the morale of the army. Of course, Roland only knows the name of the most famous marching song of the period of queuing to be shot, "March of the Grenadiers", but he does not remember the full tune.

However, this is not difficult for him, there is a song that is adapted on the basis of "March of the Grenadiers", which resounded all over the country during the Anti-Japanese War. And its melody is familiar to almost everyone, that is, the famous "Guerrilla Song".

Zoroya turned her head, and she heard the prince follow the tune, humming softly. It was a language she had never heard before, clean and perfectly in tune with the beat of the tune.

"We're all sharpshooters,"

"Destroy an enemy with every bullet;"

"We're all flying troops,"

"Even if the mountains are high and the water is deep!"

"In the dense woods,"

"Everywhere there are camps for comrades;"

"On a high hill,"

"There are countless of our good brothers. ”

"......" (To be continued.) )