At the foot of Xiangyang City, corpses lay everywhere.
Countless Yuan Dynasty soldiers charged forward like a wave, not afraid of death. The battle cries were deafening and chilling.
On the city wall, the Song army looked tired. Their bodies and spirits had reached their limits after fighting continuously. Many people joined hands. He couldn't even hold his gun properly.
Seeing the enemy outnumber them by several times, they had no confidence that they could defend against this round of fierce attacks.
Was it really going to end?
Many soldiers had already closed their eyes, waiting for death to descend.
"Tsk!"
At this moment, a clear eagle cry attracted the attention of many Song Dynasty soldiers.
A huge bird flew above Yuan Jun and then swooped down towards the ground.
The strong wind instantly made the Yuan Army fall. The officers and soldiers at the base level roared and tried to maintain the formation of the soldiers, but it was useless.
It was an eagle, a divine eagle that was nearly three meters tall!
After landing on the ground, it flapped its wings and sent the surrounding Yuan Jun flying, spitting out blood.
Seeing that the ordinary soldiers were unable to get close to him, the major general roared in rage and gathered hundreds of armored knights. He was prepared to kill this divine eagle with human lives.
Just as the knights were charging forward, a one-armed man appeared.
He held a huge sword in his hand and charged towards the hundreds of knights.
The knights sitting on their horses were completely indifferent to this. As long as they charged, not to mention one person. Even if it was 200 people. They could also easily crush them into meat paste.
However, the situation this time was not like before.
After the one-armed man rushed forward for nearly 20 meters, he suddenly swung the huge sword in his hand at the ground.
"Boom!"
After a loud bang, a huge crack about a hundred meters long appeared on the ground.
Hundreds of cavalrymen did not have time to stop at the brink of the cliff and almost all fell into the crack.
When the surrounding Yuan soldiers saw this scene, they were so frightened that they could not even hold their weapons.
How could this be done by human power? This kid was clearly a god!
The one-armed man did not stop. Instead, he continued to advance towards the commander of the Yuan army.
None of the Yuan soldiers who came to stop him could withstand a single strike from him.
Most of the people were killed by the sword qi before they could see where the lone man was.
At this moment, the Yuan army commander finally couldn't sit still anymore. He saw that the one-armed man had already killed his way to 300 meters away from the commander's camp, and his momentum was increasing.
Afraid, he quickly pulled a horse beside him and prepared to run.
However, the moment the commander of the Yuan army mounted his horse, his head was already separated from his body.
The one-armed man stood alone at the entrance of the Yuan Army's headquarters with a huge sword in his hand.
The countless Yuan Dynasty soldiers around him had fear on their faces as they retreated. No one dared to take a step forward.
"Cut!"
Everyone on the set stopped what they were doing.
"Good, very good." Director Feng clapped and said,"That's all for today." That's it, that's it."
The one-armed man, Guan Ping, who was standing in the middle, took off his clothes and stretched his arm that had been wrapped for the whole day.
Now, he regretted playing Yang Guo. Although he was very cool, it was also very torturous.
The weather in June had already started to become hot and stuffy. Wearing the costume for an entire day, and having to wrap one's arms, it was very uncomfortable.
It was not easy to be an actor. Others only saw the brilliance when they went on stage to receive the award, but no one knew how much effort they had put in.
Assistant Yang Mi quickly handed over a wet towel and drinking water, and put away Guan Ping's costume. After doing all this silently, she hesitated for a moment before walking to Guan Ping's side and asking in a low voice,""Brother Guan, your acting skills are so good. Do you have any tricks?”
After a month, Guan Ping used his own strength to shut up everyone who doubted his acting skills. Throughout the entire filming process, even Director Feng kept praising him.
Because he felt that Guan Ping's acting skills had sometimes reached the height of the textbook version, and there was no need to modify it.
Many of the senior staff members on the set predicted that the next Best Actor would definitely be Guan Ping.
Surprisingly, no one objected to this.，He did have the ability to do so.
Although Yang Mi was an assistant, she also had a dream of being an actress. Not only did he want his mother to live a better life, but he also wanted to achieve his dreams.
After spending so much time on set, she could tell. In terms of acting skills, if Guan Ping was ranked second, then no one would dare to rank first.
In addition, Guan Ping was usually kind and easy to talk to. This was also the reason why Yang Mi had the courage to ask him for advice today.
"The trick?" Guan Ping thought for a while and pretended to be serious,"Feel the soul of the character with your heart.”
He didn't know how to say this, so he couldn't just say it directly. I have the system, so I got an S-grade acting skill. Even if you act for another hundred years, you won't be able to catch up to me.
Therefore, the answer to this question was destined to be vague. The more vague the description, the more unfathomable it would be.
How could mortals like you comprehend the thoughts of a god?
Sure enough, after Yang Mi heard this answer, she immediately fell into deep thought. However, his tightly furrowed brows could not relax for a long time.
Seeing her like this, Guan Ping smiled and drank the mineral water in his hand.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang. Guan Ping took it out and saw that it was a text message.
"Your bank account has received 8000000.”
Guan Ping thought it was a scam the moment he saw the message. But when he looked at the phone number, it was the bank.
He counted the amount twice and it was indeed eight million.
Guan Ping fell into a dilemma. Could this be the blessing of a transmigrator? Profits? Giving eight million yuan as a start-up capital and then letting his total assets surpass Ma Xiaoyun's within half a year?
(I beg for all collections, flowers, gifts, and tickets!)）
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