In the first talent show of Wei Wei Jiu Zhao, Fang Yun just attacked the barbarian tribe normally, marched normally, and finally attacked the city normally.
During this process, Fang Yun wrote down every detail.
Fang Yun entered the military exercise of Wei Wei Jiu Zhao for the second time and immediately issued a series of strict orders.
At the beginning of the attack on the barbarian tribe, Fang Yun suddenly launched a decapitation operation, gathering all his high-ranking generals and the barbarian private army, killing a barbarian lord, two barbarian commanders and two rebellious literati of the barbarian tribe, and completely destroying the strongest barbarian of the tribe.
When the heads of the three strongest men and two rebellious scholars of the tribe were held in front of the army, the morale of the barbarians collapsed completely. Some ran away, some surrendered, and the few who fought to the death were annihilated.
The whole process took less than an hour and the casualties were less than a thousand.
Fang Yun led the remaining troops to Dongcheng. Not only were there three thousand more soldiers going to rescue today than yesterday, but the departure time was also advanced by half a day!
This time, Fang Yun slightly sped up the marching speed because he found yesterday that these soldiers still had some strength left, but they still did not march quickly because they still had to attack the city.
A day later, the team arrived in Dongcheng.
At this moment, Dongcheng, like yesterday, has been captured by the barbarian army here, and the king has been killed.
The battle of Dongcheng had just ended. The barbarians were much more tired than Fang Yun's human soldiers. The barbarians' demon lords, demon commanders and demon generals had consumed a lot of their energy and blood, and their strength was less than half of the usual level. However, all the scholars on Fang Yun's side were full of energy.
At Fang Yun's command, each Juren, Jinshi and Hanlin used their Blood and Loyalty at the cost of their lifespans, thus doubling the power of all scholars' war poems.
With the experience of the last siege, Fang Yun's command was better this time. He used a slightly exhausted army to attack the exhausted barbarians. The results of the battle gradually expanded and he gained the upper hand.
Finally, Fang Yun led his troops to break through the city, and the battle entered into street fighting. Fang Yun climbed up the city gate and looked towards Dongcheng, where the sounds of killing were ringing.
"If this battle is fought to protect the king, then the army and the king will perish together. If the king is abandoned, then the army will win. If one loses and the other wins, then it is a draw, which means an undefeated battle."
Afterwards, Fang Yun thought about the significance of this talent show.
"Only when I was on the side that was surrounded by Wei to save Zhao did I understand that once I used the strategy of "Besiege Wei to Save Zhao", the enemy would have the ambition to give up Wei and also march slowly to fight head-on. That would be the final test. Therefore, when using the strategy of "Besiege Wei to Save Zhao", I must not only choose the Wei that must be saved, but also choose the right time to save Zhao and give the enemy the illusion that Zhao can be saved. Finally, I must have the strength and preparation to fight the enemy head-on!"
Fang Yun understood the purpose of the identity reversal in this talent show and felt relieved.
"The rapid beheading this time was due to the contribution of the private army of demons and barbarians in the army. Now the Millennium Treaty has ended. The human race countries can only compete with words, and war is not allowed. However, if there is a grudge between two families or a conflict of interests, the private army of demons and barbarians can be summoned. Pledge land, shops and other things, and let the private army fight to the death. After I become a scholar, I will need to slowly look for the private army of demons and barbarians."
In the early morning of August 14, the military performance of Wei Wei Jiu Zhao ended, and the holy way of wisdom was integrated into the military strategy written by Fang Yun, and then included in the strange book world, which made the Thirty-Six Strategies go a step further.
Fang Yun slept and rested peacefully. He had two plans in mind, which would ensure he would be safer after entering the Holy Ruins.
This time, Fang Yun slept until noon and woke up. He vaguely heard loud conversation in the hall.
Fang Yun was about to leave the bedroom when he found that his official seal had received many letters, so he read them quickly.
There was the eldest princess Zhao Hongzhuang. She and Fang Yun left at the same time and missed the farewell party, but neither of them cared.
There was Li Fanming, who said that he knew he was in Zhou’s house and wanted to visit.
There was also a message from Yang Yuhuan through the Academy of Literature, saying that she and Nunu both missed Fang Yun and wished him well.
After reading other people's letters, Fang Yun walked out and opened the door. The sun was shining brightly, and he had to squint his eyes to look at the hall on the left.
"Master Fang is awake!" The Wei couple shouted in unison, and the conversation in the hall suddenly stopped. Then someone laughed and said, "You are finally awake. I was just about to treat you to some flower wine!"
As soon as Fang Yun heard it, he knew it was Li Fanming. He saw more than a dozen young men with different appearances but excellent temperament walking out of the hall. All of them were wearing black juren uniforms.
"This is Fang Yun Fang Zhenguo, these people are my classmates at the Confucius Academy." Li Fanming said with a smile, and those scholars bowed and saluted one after another, and Fang Yun immediately returned the greeting.
Afterwards, Li Fanming introduced these people to Fang Yun one by one. There were sixteen people in total, ten from wealthy families and six from aristocratic families. If they were in Jingguo, it would be enough to cause a sensation in the whole capital, but in Kongcheng on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Literary Festival in Shengxu, it did not seem so exaggerated.
The Wei couple were extremely cautious. So many children from wealthy families, all of whom were Juren, came to Fang Yun, a scholar. This meant that Fang Yun was already qualified to associate with children from semi-saint families. Even if they were just the young generation of the family, they were still unattainable.
Most of these people had smiles on their faces and were kind and humble, but a few had fake smiles, and two of them couldn't even force a smile.
Fang Yun pretended not to know and greeted them one by one with full courtesy. However, he found that among these people, except for the children of wealthy families who seemed to be direct descendants, the children of other aristocratic families were all from side branches. No one was a direct descendant or the eldest grandson of the direct descendant. However, such people would not go to the Confucius Palace to study, but would go directly to the Holy Academy.
Li Fanming was always direct. He said, "I heard you were here yesterday, so I came to see you. I didn't expect you were meditating on something. It's inconvenient for me to see you, so I decided to leave at noon. I met with them this morning and planned to attend a literary gathering at noon and a Mid-Autumn Festival literary gathering in the evening."
"Isn't today August 14th? Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Festival held tomorrow?" Fang Yun asked puzzledly.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "The Shengxu Mid-Autumn Literary Festival is a grand literary festival of ten countries, so of course it will be held on the fifteenth of tomorrow. But Kongcheng's own Mid-Autumn Literary Festival can't be held tomorrow, right? So it can only be moved forward to the fourteenth of August. We discussed the famous scholars of the past ten years, and found that no one can be missing from this literary festival without you, so we came together. There are so many of us who come together to invite you, you have to give us some face."
"This... Since you all think highly of me, I will accompany you." Fang Yun agreed casually.
"Look! I said Fang Yun is a humble person. Even after being on the front page of 'Holy Way' he is still so approachable. Every time I tell people that I know Fang Yun, I can feel my face glowing." Li Fanming joked.
"Don't slander me." Fang Yun said with a smile, and the others also laughed.
"Please come in and take a seat, everyone." Fang Yun made a gesture of invitation towards the main hall, and everyone went in together.
The Wei couple were busy making tea together, and everyone was chatting while drinking tea.
"We are the same as you. We are all going to the Holy Ruins. It is fate that we can get together today. Tomorrow night, you will have to compete with each other. Come, I will use tea instead of wine to toast you all. I hope that after the Holy Ruins, we can get together and drink and chat happily." Li Fanming said with a smile, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly changed. Everyone raised their teacups and took a sip silently.
There are no fathers and sons in the Holy Ruins.
In the Shengyuan Continent, there is the Holy Academy to maintain the Ten Nations Ceremony, but there is nothing in the Holy Ruins.
Li Fanming seemed to be unaware of the atmosphere of the crowd and said, "I am going to the Holy Ruins this time just to have some fun. If I find some great treasure, I will be very happy if I can become a saint. If not, I will not be angry. After all, we are all people who want to save face. After leaving the Holy Ruins, we have to continue to live in the Ten Kingdoms. Don't you agree?"
"Brother Li, what you said makes sense. The Holy Ruins are in disorder, but we have the law in our hearts."
"We grew up reading the scriptures of the saints. There are some things we can do, but there are some things we cannot do even if we die," said one person.
"That's natural."
Some people were firm in their attitude, others were vague, and some did not speak at all.
Li Fanming continued with a smile, "Fang Yun is valued by my uncle's family, even my grandfather likes him very much. Now there are rumors about what the Ji family has done with him. If something happens to him in the Holy Ruins, it will be difficult for the Ji family to save face."
Everyone was in silence, realizing that it was Li Fanming who discovered the bad attitude of several people, and immediately stated the attitude of the Ji family and him towards Fang Yun. This was equivalent to saying that whoever dared to harm Fang Yun in the Holy Ruins would no longer be friends with him. As for what the Ji family would do in the future, according to the rules, the hatred in the Holy Ruins could not be brought outside, but the Ji Sheng family would always find a way to retaliate.
Fang Yun saw that the atmosphere was not good, and smiled and said: "Fan Ming's words made me very happy. I didn't expect that even the head of the Ji family knew me. Then my face will be shining in the future."
Everyone laughed and the matter was over, but no one would forget Li Fanming's words.
Near noon, a heavy sound was suddenly heard outside and the ground was shaking.
Fang Yun's face changed because the voice sounded very familiar. It was this sound that he heard when the private army of demons and barbarians ran on the night of August 10th. The impression was too deep.
Fang Yun sat in the main hall, looking at the tightly closed main door opposite.
The other candidates also looked on curiously, as the noise of the evil private army grew louder and louder.
A scholar suddenly said, "From the sound, it seems to be a group of heavy cavalry. The only ones who dare to use heavy cavalry in Kongcheng, apart from the Kongcheng garrison commander, are the one who has been in the limelight these days."
Everyone immediately realized who it was and looked at Fang Yun together. The news that the evil king wanted to exchange Han Xin's generals' platform for the rare item in Fang Yun's hand but was rejected had spread.
Several people showed expressions of regret, because the evil king's methods were so cruel that even those virtual saints and wealthy families were helpless, let alone Fang Yun.
Li Fanming suddenly sneered: "This is Kongcheng!" Then he stood up.
Fang Yun sat steadily on the chair and said, "The guest hasn't arrived yet, please wait. I haven't been out for the past few days. What happened to that person?"
Li Fanming sat back in his chair and said, "Nothing much, I just got a Wenbao Wuhou car."
Fang Yun's heart sank.
Zhuge Liang, after studying the wooden ox and flowing horse, summarized his experience and jointly created a special treasure with the Mohist school, called the Wuhou Chariot. It looks like a big chair with a big umbrella on it, but it is actually a wheeled chariot, about eight feet square, containing powerful mechanisms of the Mohist and Gongshu schools, and is an extremely powerful chariot.
The production of Wuhou cars was extremely small, and it is said that there were only a dozen of them in total.
It is impossible for an ordinary Wuhou chariot to be infused with talent by a scholar, but if it is around a semi-saint for a long time or used by a semi-saint, and is baptized by the talent of a semi-saint, it can become a great scholar's literary treasure. (To be continued...)