The three realms of "Dream Battle of Wind and Rain" are formed, snow falls from the sky, greeted by chrysanthemums, and flowers fly in the snow, which is extremely beautiful.
When chrysanthemums fall, murderous intent arises.
"kill!"
The spear-wielding cold iron knights launched a charge, while the longbow knights began guerrilla warfare, continuously shooting cold iron arrows into Zhang Chengxuan's army of tens of thousands.
Fang Yun's eyebrows moved slightly. Without the Mist Butterfly, he could not use the power of the Star Position. Without the power of the Ink Girl and the Ink Turtle, the Ice Knight's power was somewhat weak, and the strength was uneven. Among the more than 1,500 War Poetry Cavalry, only more than 300 had the strength of a demon marquis, and the rest were only demon commanders.
Fang Yun was thinking of using "Destroying Loulan" to create the ancient battlefield of Loulan, so that the soldiers could gain powerful blessings and thus destroy the place, but he rejected it. "Destroying Loulan" could not only weaken the enemy, but also had powerful destructive power. If it was used, it would be a violation of the rules.
Fang Yun was not discouraged, and tried to use the same Hanlin war poem "Ta Lianying" as Zhang Chengxuan to summon a powerful cavalry. However, it was only one realm, and both the number and strength were far inferior to that of Grand Secretary Zhang Chengxuan. It would be better to use the third realm's "Wind and Rain Dream Battle", which at least consumed less talent.
So, Fang Yun began to repeat his previous actions, constantly using "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" to summon war poem cavalry, and then relying on his literary talent to make further progress, using poems such as "Increase Protection" and "Strengthen Soldiers" to strengthen these cavalry.
Thousands of cavalrymen collided with tens of thousands of troops. Fang Yun's Cold Iron Cavalry was like a sharp sword, tearing a hole in the middle of Zhang Chengxuan's army and constantly expanding it.
However, after a few breaths, the Cold Iron Cavalry was surrounded by several times the number of War Poetry Soldiers, lost the ability to charge, and fell into siege.
Fang Yun did not sit there and wait for death. After gathering another 2,000 cavalrymen, he commanded them to charge out. This time, he gave up the previous plan of breaking through the middle and prepared to encircle the enemy from both sides.
“Well done!”
The two scholars began to use the methods of military strategy to control their own war poems and soldiers, and engaged in a fierce battle.
In order to implement his "steady" strategy, Fang Yun gave up many fighting methods, and Zhang Chengxuan on the opposite side did not play any tricks. He completely gave up defense, and all his actions followed the "urgent" strategy.
Outside the battlefield, people from the literary gathering who came together continued to judge.
"Who would have thought that this old man and young man, the old one is as fast as thunder, while the young one is upright and steady. At least so far, the two sides are evenly matched."
"No, actually... Fang Yun has already lost."
"Oh, why do you say that?"
"Both sides have consumed the same amount of talent. Zhang Chengxuan's number of war poetry soldiers is about seven times that of Fang Yun. Fang Yun has a literary mind and is more aggressive. His individual war poetry soldiers are indeed stronger, but they can only kill five times as many enemies. At most half a quarter of an hour later, you will find that Zhang Chengxuan will break through Fang Yun's army with an absolute advantage and win."
As time goes by, the war poets of both sides will continue to die, but Fang Yun's war poets will die as many as they can, while Zhang Chengxuan's war poets will have some left after each round of fighting. The advantage is becoming more and more obvious.
Under the rising sun, on the literary battlefield, a Hanlin and a Grand Secretary stood on two sides.
Between the two of them, thousands of troops marched forward, the air was filled with the sound of killing, broken blades flew everywhere, and remnants of armor were scattered.
"Fang Xusheng, do you want to continue?" Zhang Chengxuan stroked his long beard and looked at Fang Yun with a smile on his face.
"Continue!" Fang Yun's eyes were determined. He continued to summon the Frost Iron Knight and fought steadily.
Zhang Chengxuan smiled and said, "Fang Xusheng is too young after all. His military tactics are correct, but not perfect. In addition, although you have the blessing of taking advantage of others, you have practiced for too short a time and the effect is mediocre. If more than ten years pass, all your war poems will be at the second or even third level, and I will not be able to compete with you even if I have seven times the number of troops. For example, your "Fu Ju" is an autumn poem. If used in autumn, its power will be greatly increased, but now it is summer, and the power of this poem can only be exerted by 20% to 30%. This is a big mistake of yours."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "This is not a mistake, but I rarely used "Fu Ju" before, so I used it to practice today."
"You kid, you can't win by talking tough!" Zhang Chengxuan said with a smile.
The people in the stands also laughed.
"Fang Xusheng also knows that "Fu Ju" has flaws, but no matter how low its effectiveness is, it is better than not using it. So, he probably just made a harmless joke."
"Grand Scholar Zhang also saw it, so he joined in the joke. Since the two of them were joking, it meant that the winner would be decided soon."
"The Hanlin Academy and the Grand Secretary are only allowed to compete with poems to summon soldiers. The Hanlin Academy is at a great disadvantage. It's not Fang Xusheng's fault."
"Mr. Zhang is more than sixty years older than Fang Xusheng. The accumulation of these sixty years is too strong. Look at Mr. Zhang's command. Although it is urgent, it is flawless and even more stable than Fang Yun."
Unexpectedly, Fang Yun said, "Mr. Zhang, in fact, this "Fu Ju" will not only play a full role in autumn, but also in the other three seasons."
"Oh? Then let me see it. Although the poem "Fu Ju" has not been passed down, it is after all a war poem by the emperor. The power of the emperor is so great that it can shock all the soldiers. Once it is fully restored, these soldiers and generals may not be able to stop it."
The people in the stands looked at each other in confusion, not understanding why Fang Yun said such a thing. Over the thousands of years of human history, there have been numerous war poems and many of them have been handed down from generation to generation. However, the reason why many of these war poems have been ignored or rarely practiced is because they have major flaws.
If we ignore its flaws, Fang Yun's "Fu Ju" can be regarded as a first-class Hanlin war poem, and it is very effective in eroding the enemy. However, it can only be used in the autumn when the chrysanthemums bloom, which makes it useless most of the year, so few people have learned it so far.
"Then Fang will turn the tide!"
As Fang Yun spoke, he summoned back two thousand Frost Iron Knights, and then added various war poems, except for "Fu Ju".
Fang Yun took a deep breath, raised the brush high, and brought it down quickly.
Everyone looked towards Fang Yun. Many of them held official seals in their hands, and their spiritual thoughts rose into the air, looking down from above. Only then did these people realize that there were already many spiritual thoughts wandering in the sky. It seemed that this military debate had alarmed many important figures in Kongcheng and the Holy Academy.
He wrote quickly and finished the poem in one breath.
Title: Chrysanthemum.
The west wind blew in the yard.
The cold fragrance of the stamens makes it difficult for butterflies to come;
If I become a farmer in the future,
Report that the lotus flowers bloom together!
After the poem was completed, Fang Yun continued with "Fu Ju", forming a duplicate poem.
Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost. They had seen repeated poems before, but they were not as good as connected poems. It was nothing more than slightly enhancing the power of the following war poem, but they had never seen it written like this.
The meaning of this poem is very ordinary, but also extremely powerful. The poet saw the chrysanthemums blooming in the cold west wind, and it was difficult for butterflies and bees to pick them. He felt sorry and made a vow that one day he would become a half-saint among farmers, so that he could reverse the seasons and let the chrysanthemums bloom in the summer like the lotus!
Everyone stared at the page of paper in a daze. There was a yellow dragon swimming in the poem page!
The whole poem is completed. Although it fails to express the feeling of a soaring dragon and is not a true soaring dragon poem, since there is a swimming dragon in the poem, it is a typical poem of the emperor!
“To vow to become a saint and change the seasons, how magnanimous.” said the head of the Wu family.
"Fu Ju is originally a war poem of the emperor. The combined power of the two poems of the emperor can definitely make Fu Ju exert its full power in summer."
"One is 'When my flower blooms, all other flowers will die', and the other is 'Reward the lotus to bloom with me'. Both are overbearing and poetically connected, which is really rare."
"I've learned a lot!" Zhang Chengxuan muttered to himself.
.(To be continued.)