Most people were not aware of the physical condition, but many scholars with literary rank higher than Jinshi, like Fang Yun, knew what happened at the first time.
"Oh my god... How many years has it been since the human race has seen a war poem?"
"The last time the war poem Yonggu appeared was when Chen Qingzhi led his army to conquer the monsters and barbarians, and only a hundred people benefited from it. After that, some of those hundred people, even if they were not scholars, were able to kill barbarian generals with weapons! As for those scholars, their literary rank was promoted soon after, and their imperial examinations went very smoothly."
"Now... my Jing country's 300,000 soldiers are all like this!"
"What is the eternal war poem?"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"The eternal preservation of war poems is a kind of poem phenomenon. That is, under the influence of various strange powers, the power of a war poem will be preserved forever, generally mainly to enhance the power, such as poems for strengthening protection, poems for strengthening troops or poems for going to war. Of course, in rare cases, there are also poems for summoning troops or poems for defense that are eternal. It is said that Cao Zhi has an eternal poem for running, and Li Daoyuan and Li Sheng have eternally preserved his own "Song of Taihu Lake"."
"Then our bodies will always be this strong?"
"Not only that, if I receive the blessing of someone else's "Man Jiang Hong" in the future, as long as the power of the new "Man Jiang Hong" exceeds that of this poem, my own power will be enhanced!"
"horrible!"
Now is the period of the whole army review, and the degree of military discipline is no less strict than on the battlefield. But now, all the soldiers and generals can't help but whispering and talking to each other. The military discipline is extremely lax, which is enough to make all the generals furious.
But now, no one cares.
The dignified Jing Jun actually stretched out his hands and kept touching the dragon robe, sometimes touching his face, sometimes touching his legs, like a little monkey, but even the most demanding censor did not remind him to pay attention to the occasion.
Because those imperial censors were also secretly observing his changes.
Suddenly, a Jinshi asked: "The baptism of all the halls has a characteristic, that is, the first child left after the baptism will inherit part of the power of the baptism of all the halls, and will be exceptionally smart and tall. Then... will our next first child get the eternal "Man Jiang Hong"? "
Whether it was the viewing platform or the 300,000-strong army, everyone was in an uproar and began discussing this possibility.
Some scholars could not help but pick up the official seals and show off on the discussion board the baptism of the halls and the eternal "Man Jiang Hong" they had just received, which immediately aroused the envy of scholars from all over the world.
In normal times, Yonggu's "Man Jiang Hong" can only be said to be better than nothing, but when the two worlds go to war at any time, Yonggu's "Man Jiang Hong" is worth at least half a life!
When facing a demon general of the same level, the reaction of a human scholar is far inferior, and he will surely die once he is approached. However, the scholar who has obtained the permanent "Man Jiang Hong" has the ability to react and can completely keep up with the demon general. His strength is not inferior to that of a demon general who has not used his qi and blood. As long as he holds a sharp weapon and practices fighting skills, he has more than 70% chance of winning even at close range!
An old scholar looked at the 300,000 young soldiers, and suddenly sighed softly, saying, "These children, each of them has great luck. Starting tomorrow, they won't have to go to the battlefield. They will all be locked up to study hard and take the imperial examinations. They will not be released until they are at least scholars. Otherwise, it would be a waste of talent! In the next fifty years, 70% of the best military talents in Jingguo will come from here. If I had this opportunity back then, I would at least be a Hanlin now."
"It is said that following Fang Xusheng will give you meat to eat. This is not meat to eat at all. This is simply the liver and gall of a dragon and the courage of a phoenix! Just by letting Fang Xusheng review the troops, I have gained such a great benefit. If I follow Fang Xusheng closely in the future, how much more benefit will I get!"
"These 300,000 soldiers and generals will be the real disciples of Fang Yun in the future. They will be given the Yonggu War Poem and baptized by all the palaces. It is no exaggeration to say that they are a blessing like rebirth!"
"Look at those soldiers, their eyes are filled with tears. If this wasn't the Grand Parade Ground, if there wasn't the Queen Mother and the King here, they would have probably already started to kneel down and thank the Emperor for His Grace!"
"Wherever Fang Yun goes, the military spirit follows. This makes him surpass many other military masters."
"It seems that what determines the military's soul is not the art of war, but the military's will!"
"Look, some people look unhappy!"
Everyone looked around and saw that Liu Shan and the Zuo Xiang party members nearby were like dogtails in a field of sunflowers. No matter how they tried to hide it, their faces revealed indescribable frustration and disappointment.
Liu Shan's self-control and self-restraint are unrivaled in Jingguo, but at times like this there is a hint of anger on his face that he cannot conceal.
"They... are truly one in a thousand talented people."
When everyone counted, they all laughed. There were more than 300,000 people here, and the people from Liushan faction added up to more than 200, which was almost one in a thousand. None of them had received the Battle Poem Yonggu and the baptism of all the halls, so they were naturally one in a thousand.
"In addition to the people of Liushan, it seems that there are still some officials and soldiers who have not been baptized by the War Poem Yonggu and the Halls!"
"Needless to say, these people are spies, and none of them can escape. They can deceive us, but they can't deceive the military spirit or the Holy Academy."
Those who were obviously not members of the Left Prime Minister's party but had not received the blessing of the war poem were all covered in dust and silent, while all the officers, soldiers and scholars nearby stared at them with extreme vigilance.
At this moment, Fang Yun was happier than anyone else, because this poem was not an ordinary poem for going to war. As the user of this poem, he gained power far stronger than that of others. He summoned the shadow of the literary giant Wei Qing. Not only did he permanently strengthen his body and mind, but he also permanently strengthened a power that had never appeared in the Shengyuan Continent. Since this power was related to the military soul, Fang Yun named it "the power of the military soul", which echoed the military's power of killing.
At this moment, Fang Yun can clearly sense the emotions, movements, breathing and all the subtle details of all the people who are attached with "Man Jiang Hong". Even if the university scholar has the power of investigating things and seeking knowledge, it is impossible for him to see through hundreds of thousands of people with just one glance. Now, Fang Yun can do it.
Fang Yun even knew that as long as he thought about it, he could issue more than 300,000 different orders in an instant, so that every soldier could receive the orders at the first time and strictly execute them.
This kind of power is enough to double the strength of the army on the battlefield!
When commanding hundreds of thousands or even millions of soldiers is as easy as using one's own arms, the effect on ordinary soldiers is limited. But if it is used to command a large number of scholars or a large number of barbarian private soldiers, it is not just a matter of doubling, but a nightmare for all worlds!
The most terrifying thing is that this is an independent power. Fang Yun only needs to consume a negligible amount of talent to complete it. He doesn't even need to be distracted, and it doesn't take up the energy to do two things at once!
After a long discussion, the crowd gradually calmed down. The Minister of Personnel Gu Mingzhou coughed lightly and said with a thunderous tongue: "Fang Xusheng, it's time to set off."
This vicious curse not only failed to anger the crowd, but instead attracted more ridicule.
Fang Yun picked up the pen again, scanned the entire army, and finally looked at Liushan.
"Before leaving, I wrote a poem and gave it to Prime Minister Liu."
This time, Fang Yun also took out the holy page and dripped holy blood into it.
The Zuo Xiang's party members were greatly shocked. The poem presented used holy pages and holy blood. This was simply a declaration of war. Moreover, it was definitely not an ordinary poem.
Fang Yun picked up his pen and wrote down the title of the poem.
He went north to pacify the barbarians and presented Liu Xiang with a gift.
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