I am in the east, what is a sword's song of life and death?

I'm in the east array, and the song of wielding a knife to kill the enemy is "A Hundred Wars Make a Poetry".

Poems of Hundred Battles is a 100-person hero impression song created by the glory of the king Mortal Bureau together with 102 famous singers and powerful production team. Included in the album Selected Poems from Hundreds of Battles (the glory of the king 65,438+000 Heroes), released on May 2, 2020.

"Poems from Hundreds of Battles" is an official tribute song of the glory of the king, which concentrates elements such as history, ethnic customs and heroes in the song, so as to arouse the emotional excitement of players, give people beautiful enjoyment and even shock their hearts.

lyrics

Lee took the gun and laughed at it.

A way to express the spirit in a vulgar and dirty way

Big plans, two sides, fame and fortune.

be with me

Protect each other

The complexity of creating things

Infinite, infinite and flawless.

Cannons as bargaining chips

Time goes against the current.

The dividend of fate is to remain anonymous, only to retire for the illusion yarn.

Take the stars into the sky and pick up the moon to draw.

How does a broken mirror heal a scar?

The painstaking efforts of the organs are unwilling to be trampled on.

Passion also produces, produces, produces.

And make a bottom price for the trouble.

A carefree travel dream disturbed the score of seven or eight.

Peace, hope, non-attack, preference for crushing.

Tomorrow is not as good as before.

Home is where the blade cuts.

I am willing to send this body to protect the city buildings.

I'm in the east? Swing a knife to kill people.

I am in the west, eating ghosts.

I waited in line in the south to keep my heart calm.

I line up in Beizhen, and the Great Wall is boundless.

Touch a thousand caves to see the fallen flowers in Chang 'an.

If you are trapped for ten thousand years, you can't force it.

Throwing bombs, the sound of fierce seedlings dispersed into clouds, Bian Xia

Strive for the world, strive for the world, keep trust and inherit the world.

When will your majesty return to China?

Weapons are sold as sunlight and moonlight.

My hometown is far from Bai Mei.

Negative arrow line blue waves scream dumb.

Leave the song and stop singing.

The fatal moment of elegance

Kyushu sweeps Liuhe for hegemony alone.

Refuse to be smoked, and you will be invincible.

The price of eternal life

There have been no winners since ancient times.

Why do people know each other?

Pay deep affection to the pipa

Square inch difference

Roaring tiger and residual sand

Hold an umbrella and worry about it.

Listen to those endless words

Truth detection

From the heart, from the heart.

I killed everything in the world.

Casting blood

Guarding city punishment

Shoulder-to-shoulder pain fists contain all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Indulge in wine, Long song fought the sword, and lived alone.

She was fascinated by locks and seals.

The devil eliminated the noise of the world.

Dawn and Kunta

Create a supreme elegance

Riding in vain, you can see clearly and have no fear.

Indulge, burn, struggle

The answer to alchemy

Flying flowers in dreams

Elves don't worry about clouds.

How to let go of the immortality of faith

Eat Yan Guanghua

Born by the sword, no one dares to fight.

このしさ

どこにもない

The wind is like thinking.

Chunri and かかってらしゃぃ

The more scared, the better.

Reach by will

Never stop wandering

anyway/no matter what/ in any case

The sword kisses the flowers for the moon.

The arrow of the hot sun and the brush of the heart door

On a cold night, the old alliance reunited under the moon.

Fighting outside the three realms is self-destruction.

Put forward a baseless counterclaim

go to all lengths

Spread your wings in the clouds, bathe in the sun and shine on the moon.

Walking in the forest, smelling the rustling of wood.

Everything has animism.

Sacrifice or flogging

Life and death are accompanied by swords.

Although heroic, how to prevent being besieged on all sides?

On heroes in the world: three points of benevolence and seven points of resentment against falsehood

Tears condense into cinnabar.

Play with your hands.

Neither crazy nor alive, the sleeping beast shows its fangs.

You can destroy the shovel if the hero cuts it.

Drink tea calmly between plain and mediocre talk and jokes.

Rongcheng is the greatest and greatest place of my father.

Wave cutting, wave spraying, wave spraying

Behind the abyss ahead is a cliff.

Red rain is dancing in full bloom.

Starry love songs melodious first marriage

The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and memories are weathered.

Full firepower, etc.

Ride a thousand times to Huangsha.

It's not shocking to be strong, to be in pain, and to be invincible.

Cold light shines cold light, and the gun and the son are armored together.

Burn the soul forever, and the years are unforgettable.

Jing Longxiang is the winner in troubled times.

The shadow finally died and became desolate.

Puppet is innocent, fingertips around quicksand.

The bonfire even danced in the east wind of Chibi.

Count three steps and fan the flowers.

Live and die together

Xu Fanchang invites you and me * * *

Build a pagoda to enhance the glory of the soul.

It is a thousand-year singing method in Jianghu temples.

No one can resist holding hands to turn the tide.

Pick up the sun, the moon and the stars, and see the eight famine against the wind.

Defend the country and the world side by side on the battlefield

Those who invade our territory will fight to the end.