Those more than 700 Ruoshui Iron Cavalry were three times larger than the human heavy cavalry, and were comparable to the barbarian horse generals' charge. They walked on the glaciers as if they were walking on flat ground, and rushed down the mountainside, with the power of ten thousand troops.
All the monsters were terrified.
Among the barbarians and humans, the strongest type of troops is always the heavy cavalry. Once the heavy cavalry charges, they are invincible. If this were ordinary heavy cavalry of the human race, hundreds of monsters would not be afraid, but this Ruoshui heavy cavalry is unprecedented.
"We've been ambushed!" The traitor was filled with grief and indignation.
"Treacherous human!"
"That man must be the Grand Secretary!"
Star sand can block ordinary weak water, but it cannot block these war poem cavalry.
Even the Son of God gave the order, and the monsters no longer cared about their face and ran away, but the ground under their feet was ice.
In the blink of an eye, ninety-nine percent of the monsters fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
"This is not ordinary ice!" As soon as a bull barbarian general finished speaking, two huge elephant monster generals fell on the ice. The wolf barbarian saint jumped from the back of the holy monster elephant, landed steadily on the ice, then half-knelt down and pressed his right hand on the ice.
"Whoosh..." The blood-red flames spread across the ice surface, melting all the ice in the blink of an eye.
The expression of the Wolf Barbarian Saint relaxed. The monsters were running very fast. Without the ice, no matter how strong these Weak Water Cavalrymen were, they could not kill many people.
The monsters and barbarians immediately got up and ran. They all knew that as long as they could avoid this wave of heavy cavalry, they could counterattack.
However, they only ran three steps before the ground silently froze again, and hundreds of monsters fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
The rain never stops, the talent never ceases, and the glaciers never stop.
"Use magic to defeat the cavalry!" The Wolf Barbarian Saint roared and was finally ready to take action. As long as all the barbarians joined forces to use magic, it would be enough to stop the cavalry charge.
Before it could make a move, everyone saw the heavy cavalry explode into mist without hurting the demon at all.
Many monsters got up and stopped running, looking at the large amount of water on the ice in front of them in confusion.
Soon, a rebel scholar laughed and said, "So that's how it is! This battle poem is so powerful and uses so much talent that it can't be sustained for too long. It can only last for a few breaths at most."
Those human race candidates sighed, the anti-race candidates were right, those weak water cavalry had already rushed out dozens of feet, no less than any candidate battle poem. It was already precious to achieve this step.
A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Wolf Barbarian Saint, and then the blood in his body surged, the blood color in his eyes became darker and darker, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"It's the art of war! Those cavalry are still here! What a cunning human race!"
Even if it only makes the monsters hesitate for two seconds, it is enough to conceal the truth!
A long ice spear with a faint mist appeared out of thin air, making a slight sound of breaking through the air, carrying a strong impact force, piercing through the tiger demon in the front, and then a cavalryman appeared in full body, holding the tiger demon with a spear and continued to charge forward.
The tiger demon was as big as an ox and much stronger than ordinary lions and tigers. Even three spears could not kill it. It was ferocious and was about to fight back, but it suddenly widened its eyes. It vaguely saw a man and a horse entering its mind and hitting its soul.
"Ah..." The tiger demon general let out a scream, and blood and brain matter were seen spurting out of its eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth and other parts.
Cavalry can not only charge, but also enter dreams.
The tiger demon general's wailing was like a death knell.
All the monsters were horrified to see more than 700 Ruoshui cavalrymen wrapped in a light mist appear from the void. They shot and killed them one by one without any delay, slaughtering them like chopping melons and vegetables.
The impact of the cavalry was too strong. Except for a demon turtle that hid in its shell and was not afraid of the cavalry's spears, no other demon general could block a single shot.
The Wolf Barbarian Saint grasped the wolf tooth necklace around his neck, hesitated for a moment, let go of the necklace, and then roared to the sky. A huge blood wolf rushed out of his body, instantly turning into a three-meter-tall terrifying giant wolf that rushed into the Ruoshui cavalry group, constantly hitting, biting, and slapping, killing one cavalryman after another.
The bodies of those cavalrymen were made of weak water. Every time they smashed one of them, a large amount of weak water would immediately splash onto the blood wolf, consuming the blood wolf's strength and causing its body to shrink rapidly.
"The Ruoshui cavalry is invincible!" The Wolf Barbarian Saint finally understood that the Yaoman were good at hand-to-hand combat, and this war poem combined with Ruoshui was just the right way to restrain the Yaoman.
The four Saint Clan demons looked at each other and fled silently. Although the glacier ground was hard, their blood was stronger and they could break the ice before landing, so they would not slip. With the blood of the Saint Clan in their bodies, they would not die as long as they were not surrounded by the Weak Water Cavalry.
Those ordinary monsters can't escape.
The barbarian generals who could not escape used magic to fight desperately, but they found in despair that most of the magic attacks had no effect on the Weak Water Cavalry. Only the natural forces such as water and boulders summoned by the magic could hurt the Weak Water Cavalry.
The monsters can also break the bodies of the Weak Water Cavalry in close combat, but every time a Weak Water Cavalry dies, a large amount of Weak Water will splash out, consuming the monsters' energy and blood.
The screams, wails and curses of the monsters were endless, and the bright red blood was flowing everywhere, turning the battlefield into a slaughterhouse. The Ruoshui cavalry had no emotions at all, they charged, stabbed, trampled, stabbed again, or turned around and ran, and charged again.
The arrogant monster was like a lamb to be slaughtered under Fang Yun's war poem.
The demon fell into despair.
The injured candidates were greatly encouraged and surprised.
"This is a battle poem by a juren. It turns out that he has become a juren. No, he is a juren before the emperor!"
"This... The integration of the Ruoshui Cavalry into Ruoshui was a matter of chance, but they are not afraid of many sorcery techniques. That can only be... the power of the literary courage!"
"This war poem actually incorporates the power of literary courage? Impossible! Not to mention that there are very few war poems that can mobilize the power of literary courage. Even if it is true, he has just become a pre-saint candidate, how can he have literary courage?"
"It must be the power of Wendan. You can recall the deaths of those demons. They wouldn't die if the ice spears pierced them, and they wouldn't die so quickly if the weak water from the ice spears entered their bodies. But if the power of Wendan and the weak water entered their bodies together, even the demon commanders would not survive. They don't have Wengong."
"As expected of you, you are the top scholar in the Ten Kingdoms. I am not surprised at all that you have become a candidate for the Imperial Examination. However, the power of this war poem is too strong."
Li Fanming muttered to himself: "A poem written by a scholar to fight against 50 barbarian generals and 300 barbarian soldiers is equivalent to killing 50 scholars and 300 scholars by himself. It is really one against a hundred! The key is that he is still poisoned. He has not yet fully recovered his ability to move!"
"Hehe, so what if they are the Saint Clan monsters? Aren't they still being chased by Fang Yun like a stray dog?"
"I'm more curious about his military tactics. I've seen similar ones before, but they seem different." Someone whispered.
"Thanks to him, otherwise we would all have died."
"Alas, we wanted to find the longevity fruit to save him, but not only did we fail, but he saved our lives instead."
“Even if the number one scholar Yan Yukong was here, he couldn’t kill fifty barbarian generals with just one war poem.”
"The first candidate? Maybe we should change him."
Many people looked at each other, but no one said anything further.
At this moment, a full two hundred Ruoshui cavalrymen bypassed the ordinary monsters who could not escape and chased after the four holy monsters led by the Wolf Barbarian Saint.
Li Fanming's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and he said, "That Wolf Barbarian Saint must be protected by the power of the Barbarian Saint, and he must have a special way to save his life. We don't have enough power to kill him now, but since Fang Yun has mobilized the Weak Water Cavalry to chase him, he must want to force them to use a way to save their lives!"
"Walk!"
The seriously injured candidates were unable to go out. The eleven candidates who were not seriously injured ran while reciting poems about running, then lightly touched the ground with their toes and glided quickly.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the ice in front of them disappeared.
The four Saint Clan demons looked back as they ran. Two hundred Ruoshui cavalrymen were nothing, and even eleven scholars with little talent were nothing, but the man on the mountainside was too terrifying. Just a glance from afar broke their inner fighting spirit.
Moreover, the star monsters on the mountain are watching covetously.
The Saint Clan Tiger Demon General sighed, "It's such a waste to use the Demon Lord Blood Pearl on them! If I had known this would happen, I should have used it earlier and simply blown them to death along with those useless demon barbarians."
As it spoke, it spat out a drop of dark purple blood the size of a walnut at the pursuer.
"Disperse!" Li Fanming gave an order, and all the candidates immediately fled in all directions, while Fang Yun commanded two hundred Ruoshui cavalrymen to meet the purple blood beads.
"Boom..."
A blood-red flame exploded, sweeping across hundreds of feet. Two hundred Ruoshui cavalrymen were smashed to pieces by the blood-red flame. The scholar not far away was scattered by the aftermath and fell to the ground, spitting blood.
The ground of the Holy Ruins is as hard as fine steel, but a big hole was still blown out.
The scholar who did not chase after him changed his expression slightly.
Li Fanming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It's worth it! That is the blood bead that condenses all the power of a demon lord, which is equivalent to the power of a Hanlin that we have destroyed!"
The eleven scholars got up and walked back slowly.
Except for four demons from the Holy Clan who escaped, all the demons were killed in the battle.
In the cold rain, the stinking smell of demon blood dissipated with the wind. Hundreds of Weak Water Cavalry stood around the large number of demon corpses, slowly melting and turning into clear water that slowly flowed away.
The four Saint Clan demon barbarians stopped at a distance, and the Wolf Barbarian Saint said loudly: "I remember now! No wonder you are so powerful, you are Fang Yun! Fang Yun, who is ranked fourth on the Hanlin Hunting List! Remember, my name is Lang Li, I will be promoted to Demon Commander in the Saint Ruins, and then come back to kill you!"
After saying that, he turned and ran.
The bear turned his head while running, looked at Fang Yun, and shouted: "You are not worth my life now, but when I become the demon commander, I will eat you!"
Fang Yun hooked his finger at them, full of provocation.
But the four demons from the holy clan did not stop and continued to flee.
Fang Yun stared at the neck of the Wolf Barbarian Saint, on which was a necklace of wolf teeth, which reminded him of the dragon horn of the Dragon Saint that the Qingjiang Dragon King once used to lock down an entire state with rain.
Fang Yun found that he had little talent left.
The Ruoshui cavalry only consumes three points of talent, but the longer they exist, the more talent they consume. Fang Yun had just become a juren and only had three one-inch-high talents. Maintaining more than 700 cavalry for such a long time was already the limit.
The star monsters all over the mountain poked their heads out and looked at Fang Yun.
A demon commander said: "I didn't expect that the strongest human would be him."
Niu Shan chuckled and said, "He is His Majesty the Moon Emperor, so of course he is the strongest candidate!" After saying that, he couldn't help but straighten his chest and raise his head, feeling extremely proud.
The demon commanders looked at each other, and the wariness they had for each other had completely disappeared. (To be continued...)