Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that the monsters were arranged in fifteen huge square formations. At the same time, one square formation was cavalry. Their mounts were composed of dragon horses and armored oxen. Above them were the slow-moving but extremely strong bear barbarians and elephant barbarians. Once they charged, it would be a disaster for the human race.
A large blood-red flag was floating above the demon formation.
The moment he saw the big flag, Fang Yun was shocked, because the edge of this demon army flag seemed to be inlaid with gold. This was the famous gold-inlaid flag, which was one of the symbols of the personal guards of the saints in the demon world.
If there is a gold-inlaid military flag, the barbarians will have an endless supply of energy and blood, their body's healing ability will be increased to the limit, and the power of their magic will be increased by at least 50%!
The gold-inlaid flag will pass on the demon tribe's more perfect fighting method to these demons, allowing them to subconsciously use the refined method to fight. These 150,000 demons are comparable to 400,000 miscellaneous demons.
No one expected that the Lord of Plague would be willing to expend his energy to arm a group of ragtag troops into the Holy Throne's personal army.
Fang Yun took a closer look and said in shock, "There isn't even a single demon lord! They are actually planning to use 150,000 demon barbarians to exhaust our talents and force us to leave!"
"Before he has accumulated enough strength, he has no intention of fighting with us."
"As expected of the Lord of Plague, even if he has not learned the art of war, he knows how to target our weaknesses! Everyone, we, the Bing family, have already made all the arrangements for the battle. Now, it's up to you!"
"At this point, the only option is to fight!"
"Three hundred versus one hundred and fifty thousand, I want to see who will be the last one standing on this land, the human race or the monsters and barbarians!"
"As scholars, we seek to rise to prominence in literature and to vanquish demons and barbarians in martial arts. Now is the time to vanquish demons!"
"I used to be ashamed to die in a hunting ground, but after listening to Lord Fang's words today, I suddenly realized that the demons and barbarians are watching us covetously. Every place is a battlefield. I wish that the human race will prosper!"
"May the human race prosper!"
The scholars shouted loudly, then put down their robes and made final preparations.
All the middle-aged Jinshi stood at the front, the young Jinshi stood in the middle, and the newly-appointed Jinshi stood at the end.
Before discussing the deployment of troops, Ma Zhaoming once said that they were old and had no hope of being promoted to the Imperial Academy at the age of 40. At this time, the chance of survival should be left to the young people.
The sound of the earth shaking was getting louder and louder, and the mighty force of the 150,000 monsters advancing was even greater than that of the 300,000 humans.
The gold-inlaid military flags emitted blood-red light, which condensed into a faint blood mist in the camp of 150,000 monsters. The blood mist could slightly obscure and distort the enemy's vision, and at the same time weaken the power of the enemy's Jinshi war poems by 30%!
The blood and energy of the demon army became more and more intense, gradually forming a blood and energy smoke rising into the sky, making the demon army's momentum stronger and stronger.
Many demons were obviously a little scared, but under the influence of the blood and qi smoke, their breathing gradually became heavier, their eyes gradually turned red, their killing intent became stronger, and they were no longer timid.
The two sides are getting closer.
Three hundred Jinshi began to write poems one after another. Almost everyone wrote a poem by Cao Zhi, "The White Horse" and Fang Yun, "The White Horse Hero", but Ji Zhibai and the Zong family did not learn Fang Yun's poem and looked ashamed.
In addition to the White Horse General and the White Horse Ranger, many Jinshi also summoned generals formed from their own Jinshi war poems. Although slightly inferior, they can help themselves resist damage in critical moments, equivalent to ordinary demon generals. Extraordinary power.
Fang Yun looked ahead. His Ice Cavalry, combined with the Weak Water Wind, could originally defeat ten enemies at once. However, in front of the 100,000 flags of the Monster Army, their power was greatly reduced. Moreover, he could only maintain 3,000 Ice Cavalry at the same time. If he had more, the energy consumed would be an astronomical figure.
Fang Yun thought that fortunately, in addition to Weak Water and Strange Wind, there were other ways to enhance "Wind and Rain Dream Battle".
"Everyone, at this moment, the best way is for hundreds of newly promoted scholars to write "Dream of War in Wind and Rain". I will first write a poem to pray for rain. I wonder if anyone has a poem about war that conflicts with wind and rain?"
"Not really." One person said, and no one objected afterwards.
"Then I will show you my ugliness."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he dipped the inkstone turtle's back into ink and began to write. The inkstone turtle usually tried its best to escape, but now it lay motionless, with no intention of escaping at all.
"The black clouds are like ink but have not covered the mountains, the white raindrops are dancing like pearls on the crown. The wind blows suddenly and violently, the water in the spring hunting ground is like the sky!"
When the rain-praying poem was completed, dark clouds came from all directions and gathered in the sky, but they could not cover the evil mountain.
White rain fell from the sky like jade beads, bouncing into people's hats or heads. A strong wind followed, and a large amount of rain fell on the ground, reflecting the sky, making the water on the ground almost the same as the sky.
This poem is not only enhanced by Wenbao's pen and ink, but the inkstone turtle is a dragon turtle, a real dragon species, and Fang Yun is a person who has eaten a dragon ball. Once the dragon power is released, heavy rain will pour down.
The rain was so heavy that it would take at least a great scholar to summon such heavy rain.
Before the heavy rain soaked everyone's papers, Fang Yun hummed softly, and the power of the dragon ball formed the ability to control the rain, making the rain move slightly away from everyone.
Ma Zhaoming laughed and said, "There are more than one war poem in our race that uses wind and rain, "Dream of War in Wind and Rain". I like Jianmei Gong's "Wind and Rain Sword Poem" the most. I have imitated one of them before, and I can use it now!"
"I didn't want to use poems about fighting with wind and rain, but since Fang Xusheng is so magical, I will use wind and rain to slay the demons and barbarians!"
Fang Yun slowly wrote "Dream Battle of Wind and Rain", and the mist butterfly continuously released weak water and strange wind.
Most of the newly promoted scholars were preparing to write "Dream of War in Wind and Rain", because with the same amount of talent consumed, the Ice Cavalry, which contained the power of weak water and strange wind, was the most powerful.
However, they are not Fang Yun, who can maintain the existence of the Ice Cavalry for a long time. They can only write when the monsters rush to nearby.
The demon is approaching.
"Woo..."
The demon's horn suddenly sounded, and a terrifying aura was like the arrival of an ancient beast or an ancient evil creature, which made most of the scholars lose their courage.
The blood and energy smoke in the sky above the 150,000 monsters became even thicker, the wind and rain stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed.
Qiao Juze suppressed his slightly trembling hands. Like the other newly promoted Jinshi, although he had some experience, he had never fought against so many monsters head-on. No matter how strong his literary talent was, he could not be stronger than the military might of 150,000 monsters.
Qiao Juze took a deep breath and said, "Fang Yun, please recite a poem to boost our courage."
"Yes, recite one."
"Okay, I'll show you my ugliness!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he paused for a moment and then recited with a spring thunder: "The human race scholar rushed to the demon mountain, and did not let the demons return alone. I wish to serve my country for the rest of my life, why should I enter Yumen Pass alive!"
Many scholars were filled with enthusiasm after hearing this and applauded.
"Yumen Pass was originally a barrier between the human race and the barbarians. This poem compares Yumen Pass to the barrier between the ancient deserted city and the Shengyuan Continent. As long as you have the heart to repay the ten nations of the human race and do what the human race does, it is worth it even if you die!"
"I wish I could spend my whole life serving my country, why would I need to go to Yumen Pass! Well said! I will die without regrets!" Qiao Juze said, calmed down, and his hand holding the Wenbao pen became more stable. (To be continued...)