The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1555 Gray Robe

On the city wall that stretches for fifty miles, the fighting methods of the armies in different places are also different.

In some sections of the city, demons and barbarians have already attacked the city walls. The army here has no choice but to attack the demons and barbarians who climb up the city wall continuously.

The army in some sections of the city was extremely fierce, firmly suppressing the demons and barbarians climbing below, and preventing the demons and barbarians from having any chance to climb onto the city wall.

There are not only soldiers dedicated to fighting, but also some auxiliary soldiers who do not participate in the battle, but their role is crucial. They constantly carry away the corpses or wounded soldiers of monsters or humans to ensure that the battlefield will not be filled with corpses, and also to ensure that The injured soldiers received immediate treatment.

In addition to the humans fighting on the ground, there are more than 20 academicians floating in the air. They have been fighting continuously, mainly attacking the demon kings and barbarians who can fly, and occasionally summoning a large number of war poets, or generals. Place it at the top of the city, or drop it outside the city to block the monsters climbing the city wall.

The agencies, the soldiers on the ground, and the bachelors in the sky formed the basic defense force on the Jieshan City Wall.

Fang Yun discovered that there were three other scholars in purple robes sitting or standing on the south side of the city wall, looking quietly ahead, or closing their eyes to meditate.

Fang Yun felt much more at ease when he saw the three great scholars.

Fang Yun kept observing the city wall.

Behind the mechanism, there were many soldiers moving their bodies, almost as many as the soldiers fighting in the front.

Xie Bingzhi introduced as he walked: "The recent battle at the Jieshan City Wall was fought in three shifts. Each army was divided into three groups, and each part fought for eight hours. Now it is almost time for the rotation, and they must change defenses as quickly and accurately as possible to avoid Monster attack."

"Also, don't bother those gray robes."

Only then did Fang Yun and others discover that there were hundreds of people wearing gray robes on the battlefield. These people were silent and did not participate in the battle. Together with the medical staff and auxiliary soldiers, they continued to carry away the wounded.

Some auxiliary soldiers or medical personnel will follow the wounded to the elevator and send the wounded away, but these gray robes only take the wounded to the elevator and do not leave.

Many people present looked at the gray robes silently, including Fang Yun, with solemn respect in everyone's eyes.

Nearly three million soldiers from the literary world were scattered behind the city wall, watching the bloody battle scenes like spectators.

A barbarian suddenly jumped onto the city wall. Before he could land, more than a dozen swords and swords flashed past him, cutting him into pieces.

Suddenly, a handsome bull broke into the crowd, stamped his feet on the ground, and his blood surged wildly. He killed hundreds of nearby soldiers in an instant, and was then cut into pieces by dozens of swordsmen.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the soldiers kept vomiting. Finally, their stomachs were empty and they could only retching.

As time passed, some soldiers stopped vomiting and seemed to adapt to the environment.

Fang Yun's feet are flat on the blue clouds, rising slowly.

In the process of rising, Fang Yun saw that there was an endless desert in the distance, and dozens of miles away from the city wall, there were endless monster barbarian camps. In the center of the countless camps, there was a small city built of huge rocks.

Fang Yun continued to rise, and saw the monsters all over the mountains and plains rushing out of the camp and rushing towards the Liangjie Mountain.

Pingbu Qingyun also moved forward slowly while rising, allowing Fang Yuncai to see the whole picture under the city wall.

Within three miles of the city wall, there were corpses of monsters everywhere. The corpses were piled up layer after layer. A rough estimate was that they were at least three feet high! The closer you get to the city wall, the thicker the pile of monster corpses becomes.

The pile of monster corpses directly under the city wall is more than ten feet high, and it is still increasing.

The monsters behind them kept advancing and climbing, stepping on the corpses of their own kin.

All the monsters' eyes were red. They seemed to be no longer flesh and blood. They could no longer feel pain and death. They knew nothing except charging and killing humans.

"Ouch..."

Millions of monsters kept roaring and attacked the city crazily.

"Woo..."

The horn sounded, and tens of thousands of huge elephant monsters were seen coming out of the military camp, followed by a large number of monsters.

The human race's mechanisms and arrows changed, and they began to attack these elephant demons with all their strength, but these elephant demons remained at a distance, and only a few elephant demons were injured.

Each elephant demon stretches out its trunk and curls up the handsome or pretty elephant next to it.

At the same time, a dark cloud slowly flew over.

There were as many as 300,000 bird demons. Each bird demon held a smaller demon beast in its two claws, such as cat demons, rat demons, dog demons, etc.

After more than 300,000 bird demons quickly approached, more than 10,000 elephant demons suddenly threw the rolled demon beast towards the city wall, then quickly rolled up another demon beast, and threw the demon beast towards the city wall one after another.

More than 300,000 bird demons suddenly accelerated into the air, and then, under the cover of the elephant demon projectiles, more than 600,000 demon beasts were thrown towards the city wall.

"Intercept them all!" Countless people were shouting, and some even turned red-eyed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Arrows and boulders were flying into the sky.

The densely packed war poems formed a second wave of attacks, like a colorful cloud crashing into the dark cloud formed by the monster.

Thousands of verbal swords flew wildly in the sky, piercing, cutting, and slashing, weaving into a large shining net, forming a third line of defense.

"The great scholar in the literary world can take action at his own discretion!" A voice boomed on the city wall, reaching the ears of every great scholar in the literary world.

Fang Yun immediately wrote furiously, doing two things at once, writing the poem of hiding the sword and the poem of summoning the sword at the same time. Then he opened his mouth, and the two real dragon ancient swords turned into two golden dragon kings and rushed into the sky. The two dragon kings opened their mouths and spit out dragon flames. The dragon flames swept and instantly killed all the monsters within a hundred feet.

But in the eyes of outsiders, the two swords turned into a white river, attacking the monsters in the sky.

"The ancient sword of the Pearl River is well-deserved. There will be successors to Wankong." Shang Wuhou sighed and stepped forward to help.

Many university scholars looked at Fang Yun in surprise. They didn't expect that this university scholar in the literary world was so powerful in his arrogance, overwhelming all the new and the university scholars in the realm of studying things. Even the university scholars in the realm of knowing might not be killed as cleanly as him.

Many university scholars quickly communicated through voice transmission.

"This man's sword-calling poem is not uncommon, but his sword-hiding poem is very strong, it seems that he wrote it himself, and practiced it to a higher level."

"He seems to be that Zhang Mingzhou!"

"Is it really him? It seems that this man not only writes good poems, but also sharpens his tongue."

"However, after all, he is only a scholar in the realm of studying things."

"It's a pity for this Zhang Mingzhou, he is completely overshadowed by those literary soldiers. Look at those literary soldiers, they are still vomiting. Even if some people in our Shengyuan Army and Gudi Army vomit, it is impossible to vomit so much."

"The last batch of literary soldiers howled on the first night they arrived. I want to see how this batch of literary soldiers is, whether they will make a fool of themselves again."

"Don't spend your time on literary people, they are not worth wasting a word on them."

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