On the fifty-mile-long city wall, the armies in different locations fought in different ways.
In some sections of the city, monsters and barbarians had already attacked the city walls, and the army here had to attack the monsters and barbarians who kept climbing up the city walls.
The army in some sections of the city was extremely fierce, firmly suppressing the barbarians climbing up from below, not allowing them any chance to climb onto the city walls.
Not only are there soldiers dedicated to combat, but there are also some auxiliary soldiers who do not participate in the battle, but their role is crucial. They constantly carry away the corpses or wounded soldiers of monsters or humans to ensure that the battlefield is not filled with corpses and that the injured soldiers receive medical treatment as soon as possible.
In addition to the humans fighting on the ground, there are more than 20 high-ranking scholars floating in the air. They have been fighting continuously, mainly attacking the flying demon king and the barbarian king. Occasionally, they will summon a large number of war poets and soldiers, and place them on the top of the city or outside the city to prevent the demons and barbarians from climbing the city wall.
The agencies, soldiers on the ground and the ministers in the sky formed the basic defense force on the walls of Jieshan City.
Fang Yun discovered that there were three great scholars in purple robes on the south side of the city wall, some sitting, some standing, some looking quietly ahead, and some closing their eyes to rest.
After seeing the three great scholars, Fang Yun felt much more at ease.
Fang Yun kept observing the city wall.
Behind the machine, many soldiers were exercising, and their number was almost equal to that of the soldiers fighting in the front.
As they walked, Xie Bingzhi introduced: "Recently, the battle on the Jieshan City Wall was divided into three shifts, with each army divided into three parts, and each part fighting for eight hours. Now it is almost time for rotation, and they must change defenses as quickly and accurately as possible to avoid a surprise attack by the monsters."
"Also, everyone, please don't bother those gray robes."
Fang Yun and the others then discovered that there were hundreds of people in gray robes on the battlefield. These people did not speak a word and did not participate in the battle. Together with the medical staff and auxiliary soldiers, they continued to carry away the wounded.
Some auxiliary soldiers or medical staff would follow the wounded to the elevator and send them away, but these gray robes only sent the wounded to the elevator and did not leave.
Many people present looked at those gray robes silently, including Fang Yun, and everyone's eyes showed solemn respect.
Nearly three million soldiers from the literary world were scattered behind the city walls, watching the bloody battle scene like spectators.
A barbarian suddenly jumped onto the city wall, and before he landed on the ground, more than a dozen swords and spears flashed by and cut him into pieces.
Suddenly, a handsome bull rushed into the crowd, stomped his feet on the ground, and his blood surged. He instantly killed hundreds of soldiers nearby, and was then torn into pieces by dozens of verbal spears and swords.
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the soldiers kept vomiting. In the end, their stomachs were empty and they could only dry heave.
As time went by, some soldiers stopped vomiting and seemed to have adapted to the environment here.
Fang Yun's feet were on the rise and he was rising gradually.
As the altitude rose, Fang Yun saw that in the distance there was an endless desert, and dozens of miles away from the city wall, there were endless barbarian tents. In the center of the countless tents, there was a small city built with huge stones.
Fang Yun continued to rise and saw monsters all over the mountain rushing out of the tents and rushing towards Liangjie Mountain.
Pingbu Qingyun also slowly moved forward as it rose, allowing Fang Yun to see the entire view under the city wall.
Within three miles of the city wall, the corpses of the monsters were everywhere. The corpses were piled up layer upon layer. It was roughly estimated that they were at least three meters high! The closer to the city wall, the thicker the pile of monster corpses.
The corpses of the monsters and barbarians just below the city wall have piled up to more than ten feet high, and are still increasing.
The monsters behind stepped on the corpses of their own kind, moving forward and climbing continuously.
All the monsters had red eyes, as if they were no longer flesh and blood. They could no longer feel pain or death, and knew nothing except charging and killing humans.
"Ah..."
Millions of monsters kept roaring and madly attacked the city.
"Woo..."
When the horn sounded, tens of thousands of huge elephant monsters came out of the military camp, followed by a large number of wild monsters.
The human race's mechanisms and arrows changed, and they began to attack the elephant monsters with all their might, but the elephant monsters remained at a relatively long distance, and only a few were injured.
Each elephant monster stretched out its trunk and rolled up the monster next to it, looking either handsome or quite handsome.
At the same time, a dark cloud slowly flew over.
There were three hundred thousand bird monsters, each of which held a smaller monster in its claws, such as cat monsters, rat monsters, dog monsters, and so on.
After more than 300,000 bird monsters approached quickly, more than 10,000 elephant monsters suddenly threw the rolled monsters towards the city wall, and then quickly rolled up another monster, and kept throwing the monsters towards the city wall.
More than 300,000 bird monsters suddenly accelerated and took off, and then under the cover of the elephant monsters' throwing, they threw more than 600,000 monsters towards the city wall.
"Intercept them all!" Countless people were shouting, some of them were even furious.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Arrows and boulders flew into the sky.
Dense war poems formed the second wave of attack, like a colorful cloud crashing into the dark cloud formed by the monsters.
Thousands of verbal attacks flew wildly in the sky, piercing, cutting, and slashing, weaving into a shining net, forming the third line of defense.
"The Grand Secretaries of the Literary World may take action as appropriate!" A voice exploded on the city wall and reached the ears of every Grand Secretary of the Literary World.
Fang Yun immediately started writing furiously, doing two things at once, writing the poem of hiding the sword and the poem of summoning the sword at the same time. Then he opened his mouth, and the two ancient real dragon swords transformed into two golden dragon kings that rushed into the sky. The two dragon kings opened their mouths and spewed out dragon flames, which swept away and instantly slaughtered all the monsters and barbarians within a hundred feet.
But in the eyes of outsiders, the two swords turned into a white river, attacking the monsters in the sky.
"The Pearl River Ancient Sword is worthy of its reputation. Wan Kong will have a successor." Shang Wuhou sighed as he stepped forward to help in the battle.
Many university scholars looked at Fang Yun in surprise. They did not expect that this university scholar from the literary world was so powerful in verbal sparring that he could overwhelm all the new and university scholars at the level of investigating things. Even the university scholars at the level of attaining knowledge might not be killed as cleanly as he was.
Many university scholars communicated quickly through voice transmission.
"This man's sword-summoning poem is not uncommon, but his sword-hiding poem is very strong. It seems that he wrote it himself and practiced it to a higher level."
"He seems to be the Zhang Mingzhou!"
"Is it really him? It seems that this person is not only good at writing poetry, but also has honed his rhetoric skills to an extraordinary degree."
"But, after all, he is only a Grand Scholar at the Inquiry Level."
"It's such a pity for Zhang Mingzhou. He was completely overshadowed by those soldiers from the literary world. Look at those soldiers from the literary world. They are still vomiting. Even if some people from our Shengyuan Army and Gudi Army vomited, it's impossible for so many people to vomit."
"The last batch of literary soldiers howled on the first night they arrived. I want to see what this batch of literary soldiers will do and whether they will make a fool of themselves again."
"Don't waste your time on people in the literary world. They are not worth a word from us."
.(To be continued.)