The words of the green fish monster immediately aroused the sympathy of the aunties and grandmas in the market, and they all said they wanted to introduce a fish monster wife to it.
Fang Yun found Kongcheng more and more interesting.
The green fish demon immediately expressed his gratitude, saying that he was sending the fish to the man, and casually uttered a few simple demon language words.
Fang Yun smiled, glanced at the green fish monster, and continued walking.
Passing by the door of a wealthy family, Fang Yun saw a lion demon general playing with a group of children, making them happy, just like a docile big dog. Fang Yun looked at the group of children, and saw that several of them were wearing the Demon King Blood Jade, which meant they were at least from wealthy families.
"It seems that the human race has been working hard to tame the monsters and barbarians." Fang Yun thought.
When the Wei couple brought Fang Yun to the Grand Canal, it was already completely dark. They saw many Kongming lanterns floating in the sky above the Grand Canal, and many lanterns made of candles floating on the river, including small boat lanterns, lotus lanterns, and even eggshell lanterns.
This is the tradition of Shengyuan Continent. People light lanterns during the Lantern Festival and release lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival. They place their hopes on the lanterns, hoping that the lanterns can float down the river and help them fulfill their wishes.
Fang Yun slowly walked towards the Grand Canal.
There was no such river in Kongcheng originally, but Confucius single-handedly opened up a grand canal 20 miles wide, connecting Yuejiang River in the west and the East China Sea in the east, allowing Kongcheng, which is 500 miles away from the East China Sea, to directly connect to the East China Sea, and it is known as the Little Yangtze River.
With the Kongcheng Grand Canal, things from other places can be transported to Kongcheng through convenient water transportation, making Kongcheng and Qufu more prosperous.
Looking at the men and women by the river, Fang Yun missed Yang Yuhuan and Nunu a little. Then, he and the Wei couple bought a few lanterns, went to the Grand Canal to release the lanterns, and made wishes for Yang Yuhuan and Nunu.
After the lanterns were lit, Fang Yun and the other two walked back home. After a few steps, they heard the heavy but chaotic sound of horse hooves. It was not a clattering sound, but a rumbling sound, and someone shouted to get out of the way.
Fang Yun looked forward and saw a team of cavalrymen galloping on the street. There were about fifty cavalrymen, each with two horses.
The more than one hundred horses were exceptionally tall, with palm-sized green scales covering their bodies and a single horn on their heads. They were pure-blooded dragon horses, worth more than a hundred times that of ordinary dragon horses.
Fang Yun couldn't help but smack his lips. Even the ceremonial guard of the King of Jing State only used 20 pure-blooded Jiao horses, but this team actually had over a hundred Jiao horses, which could almost replace an ordinary Jiao horse cavalry of 10,000 people, and a cavalry of 10,000 Jiao horses could easily defeat an army of 50,000.
This pure-blooded dragon horse could travel two thousand miles a day without getting tired, but at this moment it looked very tired.
The pure-blooded dragon horses were all bull barbarians, wearing extremely fine iron armor, the surface of which was glowing with a blue-green glow. Fang Yun had lived in the army before, and recognized at a glance that this was cold iron armor forged with the bones of the demon king. A set of armor was worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and was extremely strong. Combined with the blood of the bull barbarians, it was enough to resist the war poems of many candidates.
However, what surprised Fang Yun the most was not the pure-blooded dragon horse and the sophisticated armor, but the blood-boiling barbarian knights.
Two Niu Manshuai, equivalent to Jinshi, led the army, and a full fifty Niu Man generals, equivalent to Juren, followed behind.
This was not the end, after the Bull Barbarian Knights, there were twenty-four wolf demons, one of whom was a demon marquis equivalent to the Hanlin Academy, followed by four demon commanders and generals.
"This... couldn't be part of the private army of some semi-saint, right? Even though Li Wenying is the first university scholar of Jing Kingdom and ranked second on the monster clan university scholar hunting list, he only has about ten monster followers, and the highest one is just a monster commander." Fang Yun thought.
There is an obvious blood-red ring around the eyes of these wolf monsters, which means they are monsters that have eaten humans. Except for the semi-saint families, no one is qualified to tame and raise this kind of monsters.
This group of private soldiers of monsters were so full of blood and anger that the surrounding horses or the weaker monsters were frightened and fell to the ground. People on both sides of the street were terrified even though they were used to seeing monsters in Kongcheng. Some children were so scared that they burst into tears.
Hearing the crying, the bull barbarians were still better off, but the wolf demons actually showed contemptuous smiles.
The wolf demon growled, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he didn't take anyone seriously at all.
A tamed wolf demon was glanced at by the Wolf Demon Lord, and it trembled and then urinated.
It was the first time that Fang Yun saw such an aggressive private army. He secretly sighed that the Ten Kingdoms were indeed home to many hidden talents. Once this team of private soldiers appeared, even an army of ten thousand would not be enough for them to kill.
When passing by Fang Yun, the wolf demon suddenly glanced at Fang Yun, then showed a mouthful of white teeth, a threatening and slightly disdainful look, and continued running.
This group of barbaric private soldiers crossed the street and sped away, leaving everyone shocked along the way.
Fang Yun was very curious about the owner of this private army, because even if the people from the Saint Family could raise more private armies, they only raised a few loyal ones. There were very few private armies like this one with more than fifty people, and even fewer people dared to be so arrogant under the nose of the Confucius Family.
Fang Yun walked while listening to the discussions of people on the roadside.
"Where is this private army? It's scary."
"Asshole! This is Kongcheng, at the foot of the Holy Academy. Who dares to be so presumptuous?"
"I remember now. I talked to a friend from the Confucius family a while ago. They should be the private army of the evil king!"
"So it was him. No wonder. He is simply a lunatic."
"Humph, this is Kongcheng, he has to be a tiger lying down and a dragon coiled up!"
"But he didn't lie down or lie cross-legged."
Hearing everyone's discussion, Fang Yun thought: The Evil King? Very likely. The Evil King was the top scholar in Wu State, so he had the rapid rise to fame that only a university scholar could have. He flew here by himself, but his private army was not that fast, so they traveled day and night and changed to pure-blooded dragon horses. He actually asked his private army to come with him, it seems that he attaches great importance to this Holy Ruins.
Fang Yun suddenly thought of another possibility.
"Eight years ago, the evil king was a successful candidate, so he must have been to the Holy Ruins! This time, he was willing to exchange the Han Xin Reviewing Platform for my blood-dropped animal skin, and brought his entire private army with him. It is obvious that he is determined to win. Could it be that he found some important clues in the Holy Ruins eight years ago?"
Fang Yun sighed. After seeing the private army of the evil king with his own eyes, he realized how big the gap was between himself and the semi-saint family. He also understood why the evil king was so crazy in plundering and exploiting those wealthy families. If he didn't do that, he couldn't afford to support this private army. The strength of this private army is beyond doubt. Just this team of private soldiers plus the evil king can fight against 50,000 troops. If it fights with Wen Bao, the evil king may be able to wipe out the 50,000 troops.
"No wonder the evil king has the confidence to restore the glory of the Mengsheng family. When Mengsheng was in the Imperial Academy, he didn't even have such a private army. The private soldiers of the Imperial Academy actually include demon marquises, which is equivalent to the private soldiers of a semi-saint having demon saints. This is almost impossible to happen, but he did it."
"Once I become a Jinshi, I will also be qualified to raise a private army of monsters. A real private army is fed with the blood and flesh of the monsters, which costs money like water. If I can't get some holy blood and holy jade from the Holy Ruins this time, I will be unable to move forward in the future."
Fang Yun thought about this while returning to Zhou Mansion. He felt more pressured and had a stronger desire to go to the Holy Ruins.
"The first of the Thirty-Six Stratagems has been obtained. The second strategy, Besiege Wei to Save Zhao, is best completed before entering the Holy Ruins. However... the eighth strategy of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is to secretly cross Chencang, and the evil king happens to have "Three Chapters of Han Xin", and the first of them is "Openly Repair the Plank Road, Secretly Cross Chencang"! This means that in the future, in front of those who have "Three Chapters of Han Xin", the Thirty-Six Stratagems will never be considered a complete military book!"
Fang Yun didn't expect that a vicious king would cause such a huge obstacle to him.
Fang Yun pondered for a moment. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Let's write the second strategy of "Besiege Wei to Save Zhao" first!"
After returning home, Fang Yun asked the Wei couple not to disturb him, and then began to formally write "The Thirty-Six Strategies of Besieging Wei to Save Zhao".
When he wrote the last word, Fang Yun entered the talent show for the second time.
Fang Yun opened his eyes and found himself sitting in the central army tent. A man rushed in from outside and shouted, "General Fang! Our army was supposed to capture the barbarian tribe tomorrow, but another barbarian tribe attacked Dongcheng with the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao, and the king is in Dongcheng! Dongcheng is empty. The king has issued an imperial decree, asking you to abandon this barbarian tribe and return to rescue."
Fang Yun was dumbfounded. He thought, I was the one who wanted to attack Wei to save Zhao, how come I was attacked Wei to save Zhao? This talent show is too vicious! Even a half-saint of military strategy would vomit blood.
The strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao was based on great momentum and overt conspiracy, and it was a vicious scheme that could not be cracked.
However, Fang Yun was only angry for a moment before he returned to normal. He had been studying the art of war, so naturally he would think of a way to crack the situation. He had already thought about it in his mind. This strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao should either not be used, or once used, no one would be able to crack it unless a saint descended from heaven.
"However, just because the military strategy cannot be cracked does not mean that we will definitely lose the battle! This plan cannot be cracked, but there are ways to deal with it."
"If I lead the whole army to rescue now, not to mention that the soldiers will be exhausted and hit head-on when they arrive, even if they can hold out, they will certainly be attacked from both sides. If we divide the troops, it will also be a dead end. This is how Pang Juan lost to Sun Bin. Since the barbarians in this talent show used the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao, there must be some rebellious scholars, and there is no way they will give me a chance."
Fang Yun kept thinking about what he had learned these days and finally made a decision.
"Winning is impossible, but there is a chance to remain undefeated!"
Therefore, Fang Yun ordered an overnight attack on the barbarian tribe and won the victory with absolute strength, but there were also certain casualties. At the same time, only 15,000 of the 20,000 troops were available.
Fang Yun ordered everyone to eat and rest, and go to Dongcheng to rescue the king tomorrow.
On the second day, the wounded were left behind, and the 15,000 soldiers who were able to fight set out. However, they did not march at a forced pace, but at a slow pace, in order to maintain the physical strength of all the soldiers and avoid being surrounded and attacked by the barbarians.
Slow march is not a strategy for victory, but the only strategy for invincibility!
It would have taken half a day to arrive by a forced march, but it took Fang a day and a half to arrive, but Dongcheng had already been captured by the barbarians and the king had been killed.
Fang Yun ordered an attack on Dongcheng. In the end, both sides were defeated. Fang Yun died in the battle. There were only a few barbarians left. The first talent show of Wei Wei to Save Zhao failed.
Fang Yun opened his eyes again and found himself still in the study. He asked the Wei couple and found out that only one day had actually passed. After careful calculation, he found that the time spent on the talent and martial arts performance minus the marching time was exactly one day.
After Fang Yun rested, he looked through military books and learned strategies for attacking cities. When his energy was restored, he entered the second energy show of Wei Wei Jiu Zhao. (To be continued...)