Those university scholars glanced at the people in the literary world and no longer paid attention to them.
The battle was still going on. The barbarian camps outside the city were connected to the end of the sky and the earth, while the barbarians inside the camps seemed endless, pouring out like a tide, vowing to destroy the walls of the Jieshan City.
Many humans joined forces and repelled the attacks of the bird monster and the elephant monster at the cost of 30,000 casualties.
After the bird demon left, Fang Yun stood on top of his game with a faint smile on his face, because he could always hear the familiar eloquence and see the familiar power of war poetry.
"When you draw a bow, you should use a strong one; when you use an arrow, you should use a long one..."
“… I looked for Bai Yu in the morning, but he was missing among the stone edges.”
“… I lie in bed at night listening to the wind and rain, and dream of iron horses and frozen rivers.”
"Dragon horse with snowy fur, golden saddle, noble man from Wuling, autumn frost-cutting jade sword, sunset pearl robe..."
"… Throwing oneself into the sword, killing people in the red dust…"
"The Yellow River flows far away among the white clouds, a lonely city stands on a mountain of ten thousand feet high. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass."
Rays of light from the "Capture the King" strong bow poems fell on the bows and arrows, arrows in the stone pierced through the monsters, groups of iron horses charged across the icy river, and Yumen Pass stood tall among the crowd...
Those scholars who have been stuck in various literary positions for many years mostly use poems that they are already familiar with, because after years of fighting, they have practiced some poems to the second or even third level.
However, most of the scholars who had just been promoted to the rank of Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi or Hanlin had used Fang Yun's war poems in battle, because, as both were handed down from generation to generation and just learned, Fang Yun's war poems were sometimes more powerful than the previous handed-down war poems.
"The Arrow in the Stone" is the first choice of offensive poems for all scholars, "Dream of Battle in Wind and Rain" has become the first choice of war poems for summoning troops because of the ice formed on the ground, which made the monsters slip, and "Yumen Pass" has become the first choice of defensive war poems for all Jinshi.
Once a large number of monsters rushed onto the city wall, the Hanlin scholars would use the poems "Yumen Pass" and "Po Loulan" learned from Fang Yun to form a sandstorm to obstruct the monsters, weaken their energy and evil spirit, and then quickly launch an attack.
Every moment, hundreds of Fang Yun’s famous war poems appeared on the city walls.
Fang Yun looked at the soldiers and monsters on Liangjie Mountain and let out a long sigh. Even though nothing had happened, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
Fang Yun has read many books and knows very well how the human race defended the city back then, but now, things are completely different from before!
During the first battle of the Two Realms Mountain, if the Half-Saint did not take action, the battle would almost entirely take place on the city walls. On the one-mile-wide city wall, the monsters and humans each occupied half, and a seesaw battle ensued, with the enemy advancing and we retreating, the enemy retreating and we advancing, and this cycle repeated over and over again. Except for a few strong armies such as the Kong Family Army that could keep the monsters in front of them back into the city walls, almost all the armies could not stop the monsters from climbing up the city walls.
But now, most of the monsters were killed before they could climb up the city walls.
Those war poems have the power to change the human race and reverse the tide of war!
Fang Yun believes that as time goes by and more people reach higher levels, the frequency of these war poems will become higher and higher.
"Please ask this Grand Secretary to retreat a hundred feet. This is our army's defense zone." A Hanlin suddenly spoke from below.
Fang Yun was stunned, snorted coldly, and glanced at the uniforms of these soldiers. They were the main force of Liangjie Mountain. Without saying anything, he turned around and rode Pingbu Qingyun away from them.
Wang Li came over and asked in a low voice, "My Lord, what did that Hanlin say just now? Why did you come back so suddenly?"
"They are just afraid that I will steal the military merits." Fang Yun said.
"These bastards always look down on us, the people in the literary world. In three days, I will let them know that we are the Pearl River Army that defeated the barbarians in a head-on battle!" Wang Li said angrily.
“Stop bragging. If I hadn’t led away some barbarians and severely damaged the Leopard King, you would have been wiped out long ago!” Gou Bao’s voice came from afar.
Fang Yun was unmoved and said, "Ignore him. Everyone continue to watch the battle and learn how all the armies fight, and prepare for the battle in a few days."
"For the past three days, we have been eating and sleeping on the city wall. For most soldiers, this is not an easy task," Zhang Qingfeng sighed.
"I heard that more than half of the new soldiers who climbed onto the city walls from all over the country could howl?"
"I heard that this is the case. After all, at night, the demon world's attacks will be more fierce, and the number of demon kings and barbarian kings will also increase. The vitality will be shaken, which will have a greater impact on ordinary soldiers."
"General Xie, after we go into battle, how many days do we have to fight before we can go down the city wall to rest?" Su Lun asked.
Xie Bingzhi glanced at Qu Tong and said, "The literary army rests one day every three days. When the number of casualties reaches a certain level, they will merge with other literary armies to form a new literary army to fight. Once they have accumulated enough military merit, the rest time will be extended."
"How many days will the main army, the Shengyuan Army and the Gudi Army fight for?" Wang Li asked.
Xie Bingzhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Generally, we fight for two days and rest for two days, but sometimes we fight for one day and rest for two days."
"Then why do we in the literary world have to fight for three consecutive days?" Wang Li's eyes were burning with fire.
Xie Bingzhi was speechless. Qu Tong sneered and said, "This is the decision of the Liangjieshan Military Department. If you are dissatisfied, please go to the military department to complain. Don't vent your anger on us."
The civil generals present clenched their fists and gritted their teeth. They had never expected that the status of civil people was so low. In a battle of this intensity, fighting for three consecutive days was almost tantamount to suicide.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Qingfeng said, "Are we, the people of the literary world, the humanoid mechanism used to delay the demons?"
Xie Bingzhi kept silent. Qu Tong said, "It is not our turn to comment on this matter, but the adults may have other intentions in doing so. I heard from some adults in Liangjie Mountain that the people of the literary world are relatively weak. Without the tempering of iron and blood, they can never be compared with other human races. In the Ten Thousand Worlds, the way to gain respect is not to hang the title of human race, but to let the enemy know that you are strong enough! You have to pay more to gain the same status as the human race of Shengyuan Continent! After all, the people of Shengyuan Continent once defended Liangjie Mountain, and the people of the literary world couldn't even deal with the barbarians of the literary world."
"We..." The hot-tempered Wang Li only said two words and had nothing else to say.
"Then, we will determine the winner based on our military achievements!" Fang Yun's voice was firm and powerful.
Qu Tong smiled contemptuously, turned around and said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom, you guys just hold on for three days first."
Many soldiers glared at Qu Tong's back, but they had to bow their heads because they were under his roof.
Fang Yun was neither happy nor angry, and asked: "When I was in Zhucheng, I told you what is the most important thing on the wall of Jieshan Mountain?"
"Save yourself!" several generals said in unison.
"Do you remember the previous drills?"
"Not a single word missed!" said the generals.
Fang Yun nodded.
.(To be continued.)