"Qi sinks in the Dantian, everyone is there, listen to my orders!"
"The phalanx is spread out at arm's width, at three o'clock, make fists with both hands - get up!"
In an instant, a small phalanx of twenty people, including me, all rose into the sky!
The wind howled in my ears, the cracks in the barrier were fierce above my head, and the turbulent flow of energy tore around.
I stared hard and ordered loudly:
"Change the melody and play - "March of the Volunteers"!"
Get up! People who don't want to be slaves!
Build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood!
The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment.
Everyone was forced to give one last roar.
. . . . . . .
With shouts and roars, the captains on the front line came to their senses and started to adjust the music in their minds. With hoarse voices and trembling muscles, all the soldiers came back to their senses and sang along!
The power of ancient civilization and the passionate music collided fiercely, and the golden power surged like a river, heading straight for the most terrifying main crack.
"It's done!" It worked. At this moment, all the soldiers on the front line clenched their fists and shouted excitedly!
