Sun Naiyong immediately said: "Fang Yun is right. How can our human race be outdone by the monsters? Although the Mist Butterfly is not as important as the Star King, it is also a great help, comparable to a real dragon. How can we not fight for it!"
Liu Zizhi said slowly: "Brother Sun, you are the descendant of a military family, you have great courage, so you naturally want to fight, and you are qualified to fight. But Fang Yun is injured like this, what qualifications do you have to fight for the Mist Butterfly?"
Li Fanming immediately responded, "If a candidate from the Holy Palace cannot compete, then no one present is qualified to compete."
"What!"
Except for Liu Zizhi, the other six scholars were shocked. Sun Naiyong even leaned over to look at Fang Yun carefully, staring at him without blinking.
"Have you really become a successful candidate in front of the emperor?" Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun in disbelief, his tone slightly bitter.
Zong Wude on the side looked at Fang Yun silently. As a descendant of a half-saint from the Miscellaneous Family, he felt as if his heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.
Han Shoulu said slowly: "He is not only a candidate for the Imperial Examination, but also possessed the power of a literary advisor on the day he became a candidate. As far as I know, his power of a literary advisor is very strong, and I am afraid he is close to the level of a literary advisor."
"Ridiculous!" Liu Zizhi could not help but refute, "Ordinary candidates may not be close to the first level of Wen Dan even after decades of hard work. Even among Jinshi, there are not many who are close to the first level of Wen Dan. Many people only reach the first level after being Hanlin. Among the candidates who entered the Holy Ruins this time, except Yan Yukong who has achieved the first level, there are at most a dozen people who have reached the first level, and at most half of the others can be said to be 'close' to the first level. For example, I can't even reach the first level!"
"Facts speak louder than words. If you are not convinced, you can compete with Master Fang in literary courage." Li Fanming said.
Yan Yukong coughed lightly and said, "Our target this time is the Mist Butterfly or the Star King. Let's not fight among ourselves. Let's first talk about whether to fight for the Mist Butterfly and how to fight for it."
"The problem is that the Monster and Barbarian tribes may use some tricks to prevent us from getting the Mist Butterfly so easily. Since it's a three-way fight, the Imperial Capital Army will get one thousand each, and of the ten Monster Marshals and Golden Guards, our human race will fight four, and the other two sides will each get three. This is barely acceptable. However, they will definitely require us to choose more, and then our pressure will probably double, and we won't be able to do it."
"Fang Yun is so powerful, why not let him be in charge of the three demon generals, then we will be relieved." Liu Zizhi said.
Yan Yukong said coldly: "Liu Zizhi, you have to prioritize! If you dare to act insolently in front of me again, get out, or I'll get you out!"
Liu Zizhi's face suddenly turned red. He didn't expect that Yan Yukong, who was usually kind, would get so angry. Knowing that he was in the wrong, he said nothing.
Fang Yun said slowly: "Once, twice, but not three or four times. I have let you go twice. If you dare to provoke me again at this time, don't blame me for destroying your palace on the spot! If you think I can't kill you because I am injured, you can try."
Fang Yun looked at Liu Zizhi, there seemed to be an iceberg in his eyes, emitting endless coldness.
Even the monsters not far away looked over, wondering how a scholar could have such strong murderous intent.
"Humph!" Liu Zizhi snorted coldly and kept silent.
Xun Ye smiled and said, "Well, since Brother Liu won't say anything, let's forget about this matter. Let's go and ask the Monster and the Barbarian for their opinions."
Yan Yukong nodded. He said to the demons and barbarians, "My human race wants to fight for the Mist Butterfly. We will be responsible for the four demon commanders and one thousand imperial troops. How do you think?"
A horse barbarian general laughed and said, "How can it be so good! Want to compete for the Mist Butterfly just by killing one more demon commander than us? These demon commanders are not the demon commanders of the Saint Clan. They are not old demon commanders either. They all entered here after reaching the peak of demon commanders, and then broke through to become demon commanders recently. Even if their golden armor is special, even if they have the means bestowed by the Demon King, they are just ordinary demon commanders."
"So what do you want?" Yan Yukong asked.
Another demon clan shouted, "It's very simple to take the Mist Butterfly. The Imperial Capital Army has always been united. Three thousand are more difficult to deal with than ten demon commanders. Not only do you have to be responsible for three thousand Imperial Capital Army, but you also have to select four demon commanders!"
"Ridiculous!" Yan Yukong's face turned pale. Normally, he was very kind, but this was the Holy Ruins. He was responsible for more than twenty talented candidates and had to be meticulous.
Yan Yukong said: "I have participated in the battle at Liangjie Mountain, and I know the strength of the thirteen armies of the demon race best. Even if the three of us attack together, these three thousand imperial troops can cause us to lose more than half of our strength, not to mention that we humans have to face them alone. Who among you demon barbarians can fight against three thousand imperial troops and four demon commanders alone? If you can, go into battle immediately, and I will bring Wudie to you!"
"Hey, if you want the Mist Butterfly, how can you get it without paying enough?"
"We can't be so extreme! We can't just deal with the Imperial Capital Army. We can talk to the Demon Marshal, but we can never deal with the Imperial Capital Army alone. The individual strength of the Imperial Capital Army is indeed not strong, but once they charge at the same time and cooperate, we won't be able to stop them!" Yan Yukong said.
The demon general grinned and said, "Aren't you humans very good at killing large numbers of demons and soldiers? Why can't you do that now? We demon barbarians are more suitable to fight against the demon commander."
"Aren't your human race's war poems, war songs, chessboards and so on very powerful? Can't you even kill the three thousand imperial troops?" The monsters laughed and made a noise.
Fang Yun ignored those monsters and just stared at the Imperial Capital Army.
There is no demon commander among the three thousand imperial troops, but there are fifty demon generals, and the rest are elite demon soldiers. However, no matter how elite the demon soldiers are, they are still just demon soldiers, so their individual strength is far inferior to that of the demon generals.
However, these Imperial Capital soldiers have undergone special training, practicing, training and fighting together for a long time, which has enabled them to condense the Qi and Blood Demon Flag, which is the Imperial Capital Army flag composed of Qi and blood in the sky.
Ordinary Qi and Blood Demon Flags have only one function, which is to regulate Qi and blood, and transfer the Qi and blood of the demons with more Qi and blood to those with less Qi and blood. This alone can greatly reduce the casualties of the Imperial Capital Army. Unless they are killed immediately, the injured demon soldiers will soon be back to life.
The most common function of the demon clan's qi and blood is to heal wounds. This means that as long as the demon clan's qi and blood are still there and they are not attacked in vital parts, they can continue to fight.
The human race never dared to use ordinary soldiers to deal with the Imperial Capital Army, because they were not enough for them to kill. At least ten people's lives were needed to exchange for one demon of the Imperial Capital Army. Generally, a large number of Jinshi would join forces to use verbal battles to make a quick decision, or let many Hanlin use poetry to summon a large number of talented soldiers to fight the Imperial Capital Army.
Apart from this, any conventional means used by humans are ineffective. The Grand Secretary can take action, but the opponent's demon king will not sit idle either.
There are only more than 20 people on the human side now. Once they are surrounded by the 3,000 imperial troops, they will surely die. The best outcome is to perish together.
Fang Yun looked around. Without Ruoshui, the cavalry composed of ordinary water would be easily defeated by the Imperial Capital Army even if there were twice as many of them. The core strength of "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" is Ruoshui. Without Ruoshui, it would be just an ordinary battle of poems and lyrics. It would be loud but could not compare with the Imperial Capital Army at all.
"Do you humans want to fight for the Mist Butterfly? If you don't, we will."
"Well, which side of you demons and barbarians will be responsible for the three thousand imperial troops? As long as you can deal with the imperial troops, we humans don't want this mist butterfly anymore!"
"You humans are so strong, so we let you deal with the 3,000 imperial troops. We demon barbarians are so weak, of course we can't deal with them."
The two tribes of demons and barbarians are completely making trouble.
Many scholars frowned. Those monsters from the Saint Clan were indeed annoying. They were obviously waiting for the human race to offer more treasures. Only if the price was enough would these monsters back down.
The three parties got into an argument.
The demon kings watched the show with great interest, while the Demon King Jinwei had a look of disdain on his face, believing that it was impossible for the three parties to cooperate.
Fang Yun glanced at the huge bronze door, which was slowly closing, with the gap getting smaller and smaller.
"If my human race is in charge of the three thousand imperial capital troops, can those ten demon generals all belong to you?" Fang Yun suddenly said.
"Well?"
The monsters were stunned, and the scholars around Fang Yun were also stunned. They all winked at Fang Yun, asking him to stop talking nonsense. They were the Imperial Capital Army. Three thousand Imperial Capital Army would require at least twenty Jinshi to be quickly dealt with. If there were not one or two hundred Jinshi, then there was no point in thinking about starting a war.
The monsters and the barbarians smiled at each other. They knew much better than humans how terrifying the Imperial Capital Army was, and they wished that humans would take on that tough task.
Xiong Cang said loudly: "Since you have chosen the Imperial Capital Army, then our two tribes, the Demon and the Barbarian, will work together to deal with the Ten Golden Guards. After you kill all the Imperial Capital Army, remember to help us!"
The demons burst into laughter.
Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun seriously and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but you have never fought against the demon clan's imperial army in person, so you don't know how powerful they are! Once, a team led by a Jinshi was accidentally surrounded by the imperial army, but they were killed in just half a minute. The imperial army has many ways of joint attack, which can easily defeat our defense force!"
"Brother Fang, you know I have never been hostile to you, but this time... Well, as a general who has guarded the border for five years, I tell you that you are too arrogant." Sun Naiyong sighed.
Mo Shan said helplessly: "If my mechanical elephant was still there, we might still have a chance to fight, but the mechanical elephant was severely damaged by the Saint Clan monsters, and I can't do anything with these monster soldiers and monster generals. I also fought with the Thirteenth Army of the Monster Clan in Liangjie Mountain. Let's put it this way, if we have three mechanical elephants at the level of Hanlin Wenbao, we can probably win, otherwise... it's hard to say."
Liu Zizhi suddenly sighed heavily without saying a word, leaving Fang Yun with no chance to find any evidence against him. However, this sigh was even more ironic than not saying anything.
Shi Tang said, "I don't want to persuade you, but you really underestimated the Imperial Capital Army. If it rained Weak Water now, I believe you would win, but there is no Weak Water to use here, so you will definitely lose. Although your Jinshi Wenbaoqin has obtained Minglei Stone Lacquer, if you want to wipe out the 3,000 Imperial Capital Army, it must be played by a Jinshi of the second realm of Qin Dao at least."
Yan Yukong and the others were at a loss. Using weak water? Jinshi Wen Baoqin painted with thunder stone paint
Fang Yun said: "Different people have different advantages. Now let me deal with those golden armored demon guards. I can hurt them, but it is difficult to kill them. Facing a large number of demon soldiers and generals, I have a way to deal with them. Everyone, I know you have good intentions, but I will definitely take this mist butterfly! It will be of great use to me!"
Having the Mist Butterfly is equivalent to having the Weak Water Cavalry, not to mention the benefits that are still unknown.
"Then... I choose to believe you." Yan Yukong took a deep breath. (To be continued...)