The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1559: All the soldiers miss their hometown after one night

Most soldiers couldn't sleep, but a few couldn't hold on and fell asleep in a daze.

The soldiers in the literary world were too tired, not physically, but mentally.

They couldn't imagine that the battle in Liangjie Mountain was so tragic. Even if the battle between the literary world and the barbarians was ten times more tragic, it was far less than this place.

What happened on the top of the Jieshan City didn't seem to be a war, but more like a competition of who died more.

"The wall of Liangjie Mountain is a meat grinder." Fang Yun sighed.

Fang Yun sat on Pingbu Qingyun, closed his eyes, observed the outside world and kept alert, while reading and studying in the world of strange books.

Fang Yun heard many soldiers talking in low voices.

"I miss home..."

"Who wouldn't? The two worlds are too scary. Those demon kings are simply monsters. They can kill everyone within a hundred feet with one punch. The key is the large number. There are thousands of demon kings and barbarian kings in one siege."

"But the Holy Academy is really powerful. They can kill so many demon kings and barbarian kings with just the mechanism."

"Just look at those people who desperately recovered the arrows. I don't know how many times the mechanism that can hurt the demon kings and barbarian kings can be used. In the end, it has to be filled with human lives."

"When I came here, I wanted to kill demons and barbarians to bring honor to my ancestors, but now I know that once I officially go to the battlefield, I don't know how I will die."

"Thinking back to the wolf demon king who killed tens of thousands of people with one move, my scalp is numb. All I can see are the broken bodies of those soldiers..."

"Forget it, don't talk about this, sleep well."

"I can't sleep."

Everyone was talking in a low voice, and suddenly, a soldier in the Pearl River Army stood up suddenly, stepping on others and running while shouting wildly.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I don't want to die! I don't want to..."

Many people who were half asleep and half awake were awakened. Tens of thousands of people stood up with weapons in their hands, turning their heads and looking around. The whole Pearl River Army was almost boiling.

Before the man finished speaking, he was knocked unconscious by a nearby battalion school.

Fang Yun flew over quickly, and the other generals followed and carefully checked the soldier.

"He must have had a nightmare and was in a nightmare." Fang Yun said.

"That's right, but the atmosphere seems a little wrong..."

Fang Yun nodded and glanced at the Pearl River Army.

Most of the 210,000 Pearl River Army were like frightened birds, especially those who were awakened just now. Their eyes were red and they were panting. If they were not rational, they would probably have swung their knives and killed randomly.

However, this kind of thing cannot be prevented unless there is a great scholar to appease it. However, Liangjie Mountain is testing nearly three million soldiers from the literary world, and it is impossible for the great scholar to take action.

"It's just a small accident, continue to rest." Fang Yun used his tongue to appease the soldiers of the Pearl River Army, but this did not work at all.

Fang Yun sighed lightly. There was no good way at this time, otherwise other scholars in the literary world would have used it.

Time passed slowly. At two o'clock in the morning, it was the time when the soldiers were most sleepy. Some people finally couldn't hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

But at this moment, the demon world once again launched a large-scale attack, sending more than 300 demon kings and barbarian kings to hide in it.

Not long after, tens of thousands of demons and barbarians rushed to the city wall, and the army in some sections of the city was forced to retreat.

The human army retreated, and the demons and barbarians advanced, which immediately startled the soldiers in the literary world who were still asleep.

"It's bad, the demons and barbarians have attacked the city wall!" A soldier in the literary world who was sleeping in a daze shouted and ran desperately to the city. I don't know how many soldiers he stepped on along the way.

Then, thousands of people nearby were startled. They found that a large number of demons and barbarians had already attacked the city wall before they were fully awake, and they didn't care much and ran away shouting.

However, after a few breaths, people in the literary world woke up everywhere, and people everywhere shouted wildly and fled everywhere.

"The camp has exploded..." a general muttered to himself.

The camp roar is the camp explosion.

The military scholars used the tongue spring thunder frantically, but it had no effect at all. Some scholars used the power of literary courage, but none of them had the power of literary courage to the third realm, and they could only make hundreds of people nearby sober.

If nearly three million people exploded the camp, if it could not be stopped, there would not only be scenes of rout, trampling or random killing, but it would even affect the battle of the army in front, and finally the entire Liangjie Mountain would collapse!

"It's over..." Zhang Qingfeng muttered to himself.

"Even if the great scholar suppressed the camp roar, our literary world would lose face."

"Once the camp is exploded, the spirits of these soldiers will not be able to recover in the next month. They will be destroyed or only a few thousand will be left in a short time, just like other literary world armies."

"You see, the scholars in other places are sneering, as if they have expected the literary world army to roar."

"It's so hateful. Even if our literary world is weaker, they shouldn't despise us so much!"

Many generals were anxious, but they were helpless.

At the critical moment, Fang Yun took out a holy page from the swallowing seashell and wrote quickly.

The sand in front of the two worlds is like snow,

The moon outside the demon city is like frost.

I don't know where the reed pipe is blowing,

All the soldiers miss their hometown all night.

The holy page poetry turns the virtual into the real!

The poem page absorbed Fang Yun's talent, literary courage and the vitality of heaven and earth, and then burned. In the sky, a long flute phantom appeared for hundreds of feet.

"Woo... Woo..."

The melodious and crisp flute sounded, full of great penetrating power.

People in different places heard different sounds.

The Qin soldiers in the northwest heard Xintianyou, the Chu soldiers in the south heard Wusheng, and the Yan soldiers in the north heard Muqu...

Not only the human race was affected by the sound of the holy page, but even the demons within ten miles slowed down their attacks because they heard the songs of their hometown.

The 14th army of the literary world all blew up their camps, and a large number of soldiers were running and even taking out their weapons to swing. The next moment, nearly three million troops would suffer irreparable losses, but a flute sound was like a cool river washing their bodies, making everyone calm down instantly.

Then, a faint sorrow rose in the hearts of these people. They were no longer panicked, no longer afraid, no longer running, but stood there stupidly, missing their hometown.

All the soldiers missed their hometown overnight, and there were 100,000 tears on the city.

Then, a strange scene appeared. Those demons at the level of demon marquis or demon king were just hesitant, but those demons at the level of demon generals, demon generals, demon soldiers or demon civilians suddenly lost their fighting spirit and turned around to run away!

Some demons who had already attacked the city wall also slid down the wall and ran away quickly.

Some demons even cried and shouted, wanting to see their parents and return to the tribe.

The rest of the demon princes and demon kings saw this and dared not attack the city, so they could only flee.

The demons and barbarians fled!

All the human race on the city wall were stunned, especially those Hanlin, university scholars and great scholars who were less affected. They never expected that a university scholar could make thousands of demons and barbarians collapse with just a holy page poem.

Xie Bingzhi looked at Fang Yun, his eyes flashing with strange light, and muttered to himself: "This Zhang Longxiang is too powerful. It was obviously the literati army's camp roar, but how could it make the demons and barbarians explode and flee?"

After dozens of breaths, the soldiers on the city wall reacted and realized that they were affected by the power of poetry.

The soldiers of the literary world blushed immediately, returned to their original places in shame, and continued to rest.

The hundreds of troops guarding the city wall stayed where they were, talking about it, trying to determine who wrote the poem that scared the demons and barbarians away.

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