The Path of the Sage

Chapter 739: King Wangyin

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Seventeen wild children roared like wild beasts, but none of them attacked the handsome men.

Zhang Poyue nodded slightly, and a soldier chopped down with a knife, and the head of the little wolf barbarian rolled down.

"Eat them and I will let you live." Zhang Poyue repeated what he had just said.

The savage child continued to roar at him.

Zhang Poyue looked at another soldier, and that soldier immediately chopped off the limbs of a little wolf demon.

“Woo… Woo…” the little wolf demon let out a miserable cry.

The roar of the wolf boy weakened, and there was finally a look of fear in his eyes. The handsome man who was nailed to the wooden pillar continued to curse, spitting blood while cursing.

Zhang Poyue laughed.

"Next."

The warm smile combined with the winter-like tone made Zhang Poyue turn into a ferocious demon in the eyes of the monsters.

This time, the soldiers began to slowly skin a little tiger demon. After only peeling off half of its face, the little tiger demon begged for mercy.

"I eat! I eat!" Tears and blood mixed on the little tiger demon's face, and it was impossible to tell one from the other.

"Let him go." Zhang Poyue said.

The little tiger demon let out a mournful howl, walked forward, bit a handsome wolf, shook its head, tore off a large piece of meat, chewed it hard, and swallowed it hard.

With the leader in hand, the other little demons rushed forward with wails and began to bite the five handsome men.

Amid the screams of Man Shuai and the sounds of the little demons biting and chewing, Zhang Poyue and the human soldiers watched this bloody scene quietly.

In the end, the flesh and blood of the five handsome guys were eaten clean, leaving only hard bones.

Those little demons were covered in blood and their faces were covered in tears, but they gritted their teeth and clenched their claws.

Everything that happened today is enough to serve as motivation for their future efforts.

Zhang Poyue nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky, and then looked in the direction where the monster reinforcements might come. He said, "Let them live for a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, General!"

The soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers, hung up all the little demons, cut off their hands and feet, cut open their chests and abdomens, and let their internal organs fall out of their bodies.

The monsters have extremely strong vitality, and even so, they can survive for a while.

These little demons finally understood that from the beginning, this human general had no intention of letting them go. Everything that happened just now was just revenge!

"Woooooo..."

More than ten little demons howled in grief and cursed Zhang Poyue with the most vicious words that demons could use.

“The most beautiful sound in the world is the curse of the demons.” Zhang Poyue took a closer look, making sure that every little demon could not survive more than a quarter of an hour and could not escape, before he stepped out.

"Return to camp!"

The human army quickly gathered and trotted towards the military camp, leaving the raging barbarian tribe behind.

Zhang Poyue rode on a dragon horse, stroking his new sword, looking into the depths of the white clouds and the edge of the grassland, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, all the official seals of the seventh rank and above in the army vibrated, and Fang Yun's loud voice rang out.

"This saint is a man of few poems and also trained in military medicine, but has not made many achievements. I know that I am not very talented and well-educated. I am not experienced in the ways of the world, so I stay at home and concentrate on my studies. I am kind to others. However, the monsters and barbarians are causing chaos in the world. I was valued by many predecessors and entered the Saint Ruins first, then stepped onto the Dragon Platform, and then fought in the Hunting Grounds. With my sincere heart and my humble body, I have carried out justice for the human race and eliminated the monsters and barbarians."

Multiple official seals formed a strange resonance, and Fang Yun's voice was constantly amplified, spreading hundreds of miles in an instant.

Plop, plop…

All the Jiao Ma Jia Niu fell to their knees and trembled.

Tens of thousands of soldiers lowered their heads and listened respectfully.

Hundreds of miles away, the two demon reinforcements had to stop, because all the demons below the rank of marquis were intimidated by the invisible force and dared not move. Without the great demon king, they would not be able to move an inch.

In the Dingyuan Army, ordinary soldiers felt puzzled. Official seals would generally only actively accept letters when they were near the holy temple. If the official seal was far away from the holy temple, the letter would be sent only if it was a particularly important matter and approved by the holy temple. The official seal's message was of a higher level, and something big must have happened.

Those old scholars were all shocked, because this kind of message sent to a large number of officials in Jing State was the legendary "King's Voice", which was a very high privilege for a country.

At present, there are only five people in the entire Jing Kingdom who can publish the king's voice anytime and anywhere. One is the semi-saint Chen Guanhai, one is the king, one is the minister of literature Jiang Hechuan, one is Marshal Chen who is in charge of the military, and the last one is the virtual saint Fang Yun.

Even if the heads of other semi-saint families wanted to convey the king's message, they had to get the approval of the Minister of Culture and the king.

Everyone listened quietly, what Fang Yun said next must be more important.

After a brief pause, King Wang Guoyin's voice was followed by Fang Yun's words again.

"There are evils in front of me, I will kill them to stop the evil. There are evils behind me, how can I stop the evil? I will stop the evil with war!"

Many soldiers were puzzled. What did Fang Yun mean by this? Was there an internal conflict at this critical moment when the monsters were watching them covetously

"Many years ago, the Kingdom of Qing coveted the rich land of Xiangzhou, and used a literary war to take away Xiangzhou and tens of millions of its people. They treated the people of Xiangzhou as enemies, and took away the imperial examination quotas that belonged to Xiangzhou, leaving Jingguo with no land south of the Yangtze River! Last year, a Qing Dynasty candidate fought in Jiangzhou, bullying Jiangzhou because there was no one there. I swore in public that when I became a Jinshi, I would fight in ten prefectures and take away one state of Qing Dynasty!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers were stunned, and even Zhang Poyue's eyes were shining.

Most of the people in Jing knew about Fang Yunwen's words about conquering a state, and they all thought that he was just talking nonsense because he was too angry.

Everyone has times when they brag, so no one in Jing country cares.

However, Fang Yun is now a virtual saint, and if he says this at this time, it cannot be regarded as bragging.

"Tomorrow, I will fight the Qing Kingdom with words and fight alone in Xiangzhou! The three thousand miles of Xiangzhou will definitely return to Jing Kingdom! The regrets of sixty years will definitely disappear! May Jing Kingdom not lose an inch of its land! May our people stand proud for eternity!"

There are countless official seals of the seventh rank and above in Jing State. At the same time, Fang Yun’s voice continued to spread.

The literary academy in Jiangzhou, the government office in Mizhou, the royal palace in Yanzhou, the army in Dongyunzhou... Fang Yun's voice echoed in countless places.

"May the Kingdom of Jing not lose an inch of its territory! May the people of this country stand proud for eternity!"

After Zhang Poyue finished speaking, the soldiers responded with heroic spirit rising to the sky.

"May..."

One voice after another was heard all over Jing Country.

All officials of the seventh rank and above in the vicinity of the capital rushed to the Jing Kingdom Palace.

The ban on the use of war poetry and the ban on the use of "Pingbu Qingyun" over the capital city is invalid at this moment.

All officials of the seventh rank or above outside the capital hurried to the nearest holy temple.

In major cities with many official seals, a national voice resonated, and people throughout the city and within hundreds of miles heard Fang Yun's words.

In the capital city, pedestrians on the road suddenly and silently moved away from the middle of the road and moved to the sides, leaving a wider road.

Dragon horses galloped on the spacious roads, scholars ran quickly relying on their war poems, and top scholars or university scholars flew in the sky with their feet on the sky.

All these officials rushed to one direction, the imperial palace, the Fengtian Hall.

.(To be continued..)