Fang Yun picked up the pen, dripped holy blood onto the holy page, and wrote slowly word by word.
The first word of the tune is "Man Jiang Hong".
My hair is standing on end with anger, I lean on the railing, the rain has stopped. I look up, howl at the sky, my heart is full of passion. Thirty years of fame and success are now dust, eight thousand miles of journey are now clouds and moon. Don't wait, your hair is white, and you are filled with regret.
The humiliation of the state of Jing has not yet been avenged; when will the hatred of the ministers be eliminated? Drive the long chariot and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry and drink the blood of the monsters when I am thirsty. Let's start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!
The three realms of calligraphy, words and ink become bones.
Looking from any angle, every word seems to be supported by bones and stands on the paper.
The brush strokes are like a knife and the brush strokes are like a blade.
On the viewing platform, everyone was filled with sorrow, as if they saw, after the autumn rain stopped, a tall figure leaning against the railing, his hair standing on end with anger. The man looked into the sky, with nowhere to vent his grief and anger over the country's fate being torn apart, so he could only look up to the sky and howl, expressing his lofty patriotic feelings. For Zhang Longxiang, all his fame and fame were like dirt, and he became a sage, working day and night, fighting in all walks of life, and seeing the ups and downs of life. Jingguo was in danger, and he could no longer waste his time. He should not wait until his hair turned white and he was old before regretting his decision, leaving behind only sadness.
The shame of Jingguo being invaded by barbarians has not been washed away yet! When will the hatred of the subjects be eliminated? Since this is the case, we should be like General Wei Qing, riding a chariot, breaking through the pass of the Helan Mountains, and expelling the monsters. On the battlefield, eat the meat of the monsters, drink the blood of the monsters, be ambitious, kill the enemy with laughter, and be fearless.
From now on, we will lead our troops northwards and recapture the lost territory. Eventually, we will return triumphantly with our victorious army to Beijing to meet the emperor!
boom!
A beam of red light shot straight into the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In various places in Jing Country, red lights shot up into the sky one after another.
There are the army at Yuyang Pass, the garrison troops at Ning'an City, the defenders at Sanlian Fort, the state troops from various places, and the navy along the Yangtze River...
All the red light pillars shot up into the sky, and when they reached the end of the sky, they slowly bent like a rainbow bridge, heading straight for the Peking University parade ground in the capital.
All eyes in the world once again fell on Jingguo.
The hearts of the people were surgeing, and there seemed to be some mysterious force that made them look towards Fang Yun involuntarily.
The red light from all over Jingguo drew a graceful arc in the sky, and then slanted towards the parade ground in northern Beijing.
One after another, the red light merged into the red light of the Jingbei Grand Parade Ground. After a few breaths, the entire Jingbei Grand Parade Ground was shrouded in red light.
Behind Fang Yun, the shadow of the famous human general and literary giant Wei Qing appeared.
Rays of precious light appeared on the pages of poetry.
The first treasure light, the holy page treasure light, the original treasure light, the poetry soul treasure light, the handed down treasure light, the holy blood treasure light...
Various precious lights shine layer by layer.
Finally, all the red light in the entire parade ground suddenly shrank and fell on the poem page.
The military spirit is revealed and the troops are united.
The light of military soul!
Behind Fang Yun, the cloak fluttered and holy light spread out, transforming into the souls of hundreds of millions of soldiers, pure and flawless in white.
The military spirits and fighting spirits of Jing State's generations covered half of the sky and fell behind Fang Yun like an endless cloak.
Above Fang Yun’s head appeared the Wanmin Literature Platform, Xuehai Literature Platform and Xuemang Literature Platform.
On the Wanmin Wentai, countless figures fell into the pages of poetry.
In the sea of learning and literature, several literary fish leaped into the poems.
Above the blood-red platform, a planet was suspended, slowly rotating and absorbing all the military souls.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer military souls in the sky, every citizen of Jing country felt lost, and they all felt that the military soul had left forever, completely left Jing country, and would never come back.
Although it is a poem written by a university scholar before a war, it is full of precious light and has reached the level of a great scholar.
Finally, the pages of poetry burned and turned into shadows, with the army in line.
The phantom exploded, and countless phantoms of soldiers flew in all directions like clouds and fog, falling into the bodies of everyone present, except for those who were close to traitors like Liu Shan.
Even the barbarian private soldiers gain this power.
Finally, the huge shadow of Wei Qing merged into Fang Yun's body, making Fang Yun's height increase by an inch, his body stronger, his mind more agile, his strength greater, and he could easily tear apart the demon lord.
The barbarian private soldiers patted and caressed their entire bodies in surprise. Every barbarian felt that his strength had increased significantly and his body had become stronger.
Many veterans of the human race also sensed that the power created by this "Man Jiang Hong" was much stronger than the human race's only war poem handed down from generation to generation, "Chang Wu". Even if a great scholar used the third-level "Chang Wu", its power was less than one-tenth of that of this "Man Jiang Hong".
After all, "Changwu" is just a war poem by a Jinshi, while "Manjianghong" is a war poem by a Grand Secretary.
Many generals felt the increased strength in their bodies and looked at Fang Yun excitedly.
The significance of this poem ranks first among all Fang Yun’s war poems handed down from generation to generation!
Battle poems, also known as valiant poems, are the most important war poems of the human race, without a doubt, because battle poems can make a great improvement in the physical fitness of a large number of human soldiers, which can last for a few days at least and up to half a year at most.
If the human soldiers are blessed with battle poems over many years, their bodies will be permanently strengthened, and even their children and grandchildren will be stronger than ordinary children.
Human beings have put a lot of effort into creating expedition poems, and there are quite a few ordinary expedition poems, but the only expedition poem handed down from generation to generation that can be used by Jinshi or higher scholars is "Changwu" from the "Book of Songs".
Moreover, battle poems are the most difficult category to improve among all war poems, because an ordinary war poem is considered complete as long as it is released outwardly, and the poet can experience power.
It is different from war poems. Not only does it consume a lot of talent, but only when it happens to people can one realize the power of this poem.
Changwu is only a war poem for Jinshi candidates, and many university scholars or great scholars even gave up studying Changwu and preferred to create ordinary poems to commemorate the victory. However, no matter how good the poems to commemorate the victory are, they have huge limitations and can only be used for one army.
The war poems of Jinshi are both a disadvantage and an advantage. They can be used flexibly, while "Man Jiang Hong" can only be used by Grand Secretaries, which makes it not flexible enough. Some small troops cannot obtain the power of "Man Jiang Hong" when they go out.
Therefore, if this poem written by a Grand Secretary before going to war had been written a few decades ago, its effect would have been at most half as effective, because there were very few Grand Secretaries back then. But now the number of Grand Secretaries has increased dramatically and they can be used frequently. In addition, "Man Jiang Hong" is a war poem written by a Grand Secretary, which lasts at least half a year, thus eliminating the side effects of having too high a literary rank.
The generals present were so excited because this song "Man Jiang Hong" could actually increase the physical strength of ordinary soldiers to the level of a demon general!
When an ordinary university scholar uses it, this effect naturally cannot be achieved. However, if a great scholar takes action and refines it to the second level, and then uses the four treasures of the study as a supplement, this effect can definitely be achieved!
During the first battle between the two worlds, every ordinary soldier was able to possess a body like a demon general, because there were semi-saints among them!
As long as the semi-saint stands there, he can give the human race powerful strength.
Now, just a poem about going to war can make the human army feel like having a semi-saint by their side. What a great power this is.
The reason why human soldiers are afraid of the monsters is mainly because the gap in physical strength is too big. Now, the gap in physical strength has narrowed. With the wisdom and agility of the human race, and with those hard-trained killing techniques, from now on, the monsters below the demon generals will be like chickens and dogs!
The human race has no qi and blood, and even if an ordinary soldier has the body of a demon general, he does not have the killing power of a demon general. But from now on, when facing a demon general, they at least have the power to fight back instead of allowing themselves to be slaughtered.
.