[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

"You attack and try." Lu Weilou stared at Yun Yuan, his eyes gradually became sharper.He needs to know the level of the person in front of him. Literati seldom practice martial arts, but sometimes force is not useless.

Yun Yuan's next move made Lu Weilou dumbfounded.

"What are you doing?"

Yun Yuan clenched his hands into fists, raised his left arm to the tip of his nose, rested his right hand on his chin, fixed his eyes on the front, separated his steps, and leaned forward slightly.

"...Put yourself in a fighting posture." Could it be that he misunderstood it?I don't know how to attack on the battlefield.He only knows that poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting can kill demons, and strategists don't learn how to face the enemy head-on, so he didn't realize it for a while, and put on the boxing posture taught in college physical education class.

"Are you kidding me?" Lu Weilou rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, "Although I don't know what posture you are posing, how can a literati fight with the Yaozu with bare hands?" You must know that the body of the Yaozu surpasses the human race countless times.

"If this continues, the human race will be extinct long ago. How about waiting until today?" Lu Weilou didn't know what expression to put on, he was defeated by the youngest son of the Zongheng family.

"What weapon are you good at?" The man put away his smile and absurdity, and asked seriously.

"Sword?" Yun Yuan held his chin, hesitantly spit out a word, and only then did he realize what Lu Weilou meant by "attack".He recited a lot of poems. When the poems are born, they can attract thunder, and Jinshi can use the power of thunder for his own use and attach it to weapons.

Now his fire of life is not weaker than that of Jinshi, and he can also use thunder, and the vision of poetry can be condensed on the weapon. If he has to use one word to describe it, it is like "enchanting" in the game.

This is what Lu Weilou wanted to see.Having been struck by lightning so badly, it was finally a reward for suffering, and I was able to squander the thunder wantonly.

Yun Yuan took out a simple and simple sword under the other party's stern gaze, and first swung it vigorously to test the feel.Before Lu Weilou urged, a grand performance began.

This is not the first time he has used a sword.Tired of studying in the academy, Qi Guang played the piano, so he tried to practice sword.He doesn't know any moves, but as long as the vision is enough, who cares what moves you use?

The young man's figure is vigorous and agile, and every movement of his wrist brings forth terrifying thunder.When he wiped his long sword horizontally towards his throat, the whole land suddenly lingered with the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums.The golden petals floated and fell, and every time they hit the ground, they were as heavy as a thousand weights, lurking murderous intent.This is the prestige of "Fu Ju" written two years ago.

"The sun is fragrant, every move can be painted." Lu Weilou sighed secretly.

And when Lu Weilou held his spear against the young man's sword, he felt that what he was dealing with was not a sword or a person, but the rolling Yellow River, as if the sky was blocked in front of him, the overflowing pride made people's consciousness hazy, an insurmountable feeling.This is the ability of "Jiangjinjiu" at the beginning.

He stabilized his figure, and the hurricane brought by the spear scratched Yun Yuan's arm, but the next second a tune full of vitality sounded, instantly restoring it to its original state, and at the same time, the young man's sword became as flexible as a bird.This song is "All Things Live"...

Yun Yuan bent his waist and swirled his long sword. When he made a surprise attack, his momentum was surging and continuous. It was clearly in the flying sand, but there was a beauty of light clouds covering the moon and returning wind and dancing snow.Such murderous movements are as pleasing to the eye as dancing.

This kind of action may be amazing enough to make the mountains and rivers turbulent and the sky and the earth low, but it can't kill many enemies.Of course, if the Yaozu is obsessed with beauty, it's another matter to catch them without a fight.

In the end Yun Yuan stabbed suddenly, the tip of the sword collided with Lu Weilou's spear, and the floating petals pierced out like a storm, but did not threaten the man at all.

Both of them did not use the power of their own theories, but they reached this point with fierceness and splendor.

"There are more than ghosts and ghosts, but not enough skills. The sword is too gentle." It is also too gorgeous.

"Yun Yuan, you are here to kill people, not to confuse people."

"You are not suitable for using a sword." Lu Weilou restrained his surprise while wiping the blood from his cheeks, and the words he spit out were steady and powerful, as if Yun Yuan's all-out talent attack was nothing.

Yun Yuan's swordsmanship is flashy, but it can't hold back the strange vision and fierce thunder.His hand holding the spear was a little numb!Thinking of this, Lu Weilou couldn't help but look at the expressionless Yun Yuan.

The power of thunder that the human body can use is related to the degree of thunder calamity experienced. That kind of mighty power of heaven and earth... is snatched from the edge of life and death.I didn't expect such a genius to be so tenacious.

Rao himself was also amazed by Yun Yuan's talent, he had known his poetic and musical talents long ago, but he never thought that every poem would be haunted by the vision that others couldn't get it.Whether it is killing or healing, everything is available, but the use is too immature.

"The lifespan of the monster race is ten times that of the human race. They have no other abilities, but their talents are very peculiar." Lu Weilou retracted his thoughts and began to explain the reason why he asked him to attack.

"For example, the snake family can fill a ten-mile radius with poisonous mist, which can harm people's bodies; for example, the leopard family can run like thunder within a hundred miles and take people's heads."

"At that time, there was no time to read poems and compose music, so I could only rely on myself."

"A sword is too righteous and conspicuous for you. Try a dagger or a fan."

"After all, you only need to protect yourself. You have a good tongue, and sometimes you can defeat thousands of troops." Lu Weilou said, dragging his tired body to demonstrate in person.Because he knew the kid wouldn't listen to it completely.

"I don't have clothes? I'm in the same robe as my son. Wang Yu Xingshi, repairing my spear. I'm the same enemy as my son!..." Lu Weilou did not use the strategy of war written by himself. Instead, he used the most common poem on the battlefield, "" Qin Feng Wuyi".This poem is both offensive and defensive, and it also has the effect of improving the morale of the army.Anyone who has joined the army is familiar with it.

He holds a long spear in one hand, and dances like a pear blossom. It looks very simple at first glance, but when you look closely, the changes are infinite, as if the virtual and the real are intertwined, and the power is overwhelming.Just the man's steady and dignified manner is better than Yunyuan's prosperous and charming means.Every time the spear pierced through the air, it carried a terrifying prestige. It was unstoppable when it attacked, and it was like a gust of wind when it retreated.

It was an action that made one's scalp tingle just looking at it, and every time the thunder fell, it brought a heavy burnt color.

At some point around the two of them, some private training soldiers had surrounded them. Lu Weilou had been laying out military tactics in front of the formation, planning a strategy to win thousands of miles.

"The general is really powerful. He is obviously a literati, but he is stronger than a martial artist."

"If you were assassinated every once in a while by the Yaozu, you would be so powerful. The general has been on the battlefield for more than ten years."

"Who was fighting with him before? So many visions, such movements and appearances, I have only seen in my life."

"I don't know, but the Thunder next to him is a bit more irritable than the general's, so he won't be struck by lightning every day, right?"

The soldiers discussed in secret, staring at the two of them intently, hoping to learn a few tricks.

"How does the human race fight on the battlefield? Wielding their weapons, each of them blends into the vision?" Yun Yuan glanced around calmly, most of the soldiers were scholars and children, unlike those who use thunder to fight against a hundred with one.

"They learn the poems and songs of their predecessors. Although they are not as powerful as your original works, they can still protect themselves."

"Soldiers who lift people above others use holy methods. For example, I sacrificed a military book and wrote down the layout on paper. If this plan is feasible, the heavens will produce a vision, allowing me to have the ability to overlook the battlefield. At that time Then I can use the battlefield as a chess game, command actions thousands of miles away, and the power of the military strategist will be dispersed among the soldiers."

"On the other hand, Legalists can construct legal rules on the battlefield, follow the law when they say it, and can imprison and restrict the monster race for a moment."

"There are various methods, you will know when you look at them someday." Seeing the young man's thoughtful look, Lu Weilou didn't say any more.It is difficult to elicit visions from poetry, but it is even more difficult to elicit visions from military strategies.He only appeared twice in ten years.

"Hechen, come here." The sun had already set, Lu Weilou looked at the sky, and decided to call it a day.He waved to a thin figure in the corner, beckoning him to come forward.

"From today onwards, follow him." He instructed Hechen, who nodded to show he understood.Yun Yuan had a military post anyway, so it wasn't a violation of the rules to send someone to follow him.Although Lu Weilou has righteousness in mind, he also has his own considerations.

He didn't want such talented people to die early.The young Tianjiao of the human race should be protected.

"Hechen has been very brave these few days, and he followed the general through life and death. The general sent him to follow him, it seems that he appreciates that young man?" The soldiers have been preparing for the battle for several days, but they don't know what happened to Mingzhu Dabi, let alone Wushuang. What does No.1 on the list look like, so I secretly guessed Yun Yuan's identity.

"My servant and Chen." Lu Weilou ordered to play and then left, he had a lot of things to do, his uncle led his troops to a small victory today, shocking the opponent.He always felt uneasy.

The two people who were left in place looked at each other, He Chen looked at Yun Yuan and smiled shyly.

"You're so pretty." He praised unabashedly, and then lowered his head.

"Hechen..." Yun Yuan raised his eyebrows and read the name, "Heguang Tongchen? A good name."

He Chen looked quite young, when he heard Yun Yi's praise, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment, but didn't answer.

"Let me take you to your tent." After a while, he looked at Yun Yuan awkwardly, with an appearance that he was not very good at getting along with people.

"Yeah." Yun Yuan didn't pay much attention, and followed the other party, then seemed to remember something, and asked casually: "Why did the army suddenly ban alcohol a thousand years ago? In ancient books, there are not a few poems that record Jinshi Hanlin drinking alcohol." He I didn't expect to get any clear answer, but the other party was in the army, so he should know something?

"..." Hechen's footsteps in front of him paused invisibly, and then replied in a small voice: "Because something happened a thousand years ago."

"The human race just won a battle that day. The generals are not low-ranked, and it is difficult to get drunk. The higher-ups have always only prohibited soldiers with low ranks from drinking alcohol, and the generals are not among them."

"On that battlefield, the general with the highest rank in the military has always been fond of wine. Someone warned him, but he just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously. But when the night was celebrated, the spies of the Yaozu replaced the wine with specially brewed aged wine , and at the same time raised troops to sneak attack, the general drank an unknown number of altars, and was already as drunk as mud."

"The fruits of victory during the day have not yet been reaped, and it will be a disastrous defeat at night."

"The battle lasted all night, and the human race struggled all night. Countless people died that night, and some people once called it 'Blood Night'."

"I heard that the general escaped in the end, and all his subordinates were dead except for a third-rank general."

"Half-saints can't take action at will. They received the letter and sent two great Confucians to the battlefield overnight to barely stabilize the situation."

"The general who fought hard all night sent a letter to Baijia Pavilion after the battle, requesting severe punishment for the drunk. After all, too many robes died."

"But because the Legalists did not stipulate that drinking is not allowed on the battlefield, and the general with the highest military rank is a Confucian, which is too rare, and the reason is that he was calculated by the monster race. The result is that the culprit was not executed, but was sent to the main battlefield to live and die. Beheading the monster clan, you will never return for life to atone for your crime. After attending the ruling, he disappeared."

"Battle is so painful, it's too difficult to ban alcohol all at once. Since then, the Legalists have put forward a rule that generals in the army should not drink more than three drinks a day. Now that thousands of years have passed, there are many direct orders to prohibit alcohol on the battlefield, and few people Objected."

He Chen spoke slowly, not noticing Yun Yuan's slightly surprised glance.

This period of history is obviously secret. I didn't expect such a humble person to know so much.Is the army really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

"What's the name of that third-rank ginseng general?" Yun Yuan asked with interest.

"... I forgot. I only heard that he was the youngest son of a Taoist school, and his name seems to come from the "Tao Te Ching."

After He Chen said it, what was revealed in those shy eyes was complicated and helpless.