The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1560: First entry into the military merit book

"Waste!"

A loud demonic voice resounded through the sky, and then a sandstorm rose up in the demon camp, expanding rapidly, and soon swept hundreds of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The wind and sand even blew onto the walls of Liangjie Mountain, making it impossible to open your eyes.

On the wall, people sighed as they looked at the gray wind and sand in front of them.

"What a pity. This great demon king has at least reached the level of a great khan, or even an emperor. He should be only slightly weaker than the demon emperor. His roar can wake up all the demons."

"I have heard the voice of this king. He should be one of the ten great khans in the demon city. This kind of defeat is not worth the emperor's effort, let alone the demon emperor. After all, the strongest emperor in the demon world can be called the demon emperor."

"In my opinion, the demons will cancel the siege tonight. Zhang Mingzhou's poem just now has made the demons retreat. The demons are also intelligent creatures. They will feel tired after attacking the city day and night."

"It's hard to say."

The sandstorm slowly retreated, and the demons who attacked the city gathered more than ten miles away. They dared not attack the city, nor did they dare to escape. A few demons with weaker strength died of bleeding from all seven orifices. They were not killed by humans, nor did they commit suicide. They were most likely shaken to death by the voice of the great khan.

Fang Yun scanned all the monsters outside Liangjie Mountain and found that many monsters had red lights flashing in their eyes. This was a rare phenomenon, which meant that the monsters were wavering. If they fought now, their strength would drop by at least 30%.

When the human race saw that the monsters did not attack, they immediately cleaned up the wall of the Jieshan City and prepared for the next battle.

Some of the scholars expressed their gratitude to Fang Yun with their eloquence.

Soon, not only on the wall, but also in the whole Liangjie Mountain, people knew that Zhang Longxiang, the scholar of the literary world, had defeated thousands of troops with a poem.

Many scholars of the literary world even walked up to Fang Yun and bowed to thank him in person. They knew very well that Fang Yun not only saved the soldiers of various countries, but also restored the reputation of the entire literary world.

Only Gou Bao and Jing Junwang acted as if nothing had happened and did not say a word to Fang Yun, while Shang Wuhou, who was also a scholar of the Chu State, was different from the two and thanked Fang Yun.

Time passed slowly, and the monsters did not attack the city.

After a full hour, a melodious horn suddenly sounded in the Monster City.

All the soldiers tensed their muscles when they heard the horn, but after listening for a while, they found that the monsters retreated quickly, and immediately remembered that the horn was the horn for the monsters to cease fire!

"Ten thousand wins!" One person suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Ten thousand wins!" Millions of people roared excitedly, many roared and jumped, cried and laughed.

The Battle of Bi Can has lasted for more than a year. Even if the monsters rested, they only stopped for a few hours. They never blew the horn of truce. Today was the first time that the monsters blew the horn of truce.

Once the horn of truce was blown, the monsters would rest for at least two days.

However, those old scholars who participated in the first battle of the two worlds were mixed, because in the first battle of the two worlds, the monsters would attack again every time they stopped fighting, which would often severely damage the human race.

Most soldiers did not know and did not care about the future of the monsters. The joy of defeating the monsters for the first time was more important than anything else.

Afterwards, the Liangjieshan Military Department issued an order to start the rotation of guards, asking the army that had not participated in the battle for more than ten days to go up to the city for alert, and the army that participated in today's battle to go up and down the city wall to rest.

However, the Wenjie army was an exception and had to stay on the city wall for three days. This was the rule.

Many Wenjie soldiers sighed and had to obey the order.

Before dawn, the Wenjie soldiers continued to rest on the city wall, but most of them fell asleep peacefully.

After being baptized by Fang Yunshengye's poems, the Wenjie soldiers were in a very good mental state, and many of them were no longer afraid of this blood-soaked city wall.

Some soldiers who couldn't sleep chatted in a low voice, and I didn't know who started it. In order to fall asleep, these people actually chanted the poem "Hearing the Flute in Liangjieshan" in a low voice.

The sand in front of Liangjieshan is like snow,

The moon outside the Yaoman City is like frost.

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

All the soldiers miss their hometown all night.

Originally, this poem could only be transformed into reality and form real power if it was stimulated by the holy page. If it was just recited by oneself, it would not work. However, the effect of the holy page poem written by Fang Yun himself remained in the bodies of these soldiers. In addition, the current Wenqu Starlight is different from the past, and the Wenqu Star Power is extremely strong. All those who recited this poem actually stimulated the power of this poem and became more and more stable.

Under the silver moon, nearly three million Wenjie troops snored.

The three great scholars guarding the city glanced at the Jieshan city wall with a smile. This was the quietest night in the two Jieshan mountains in more than a year.

Fang Yun smiled and continued to sit on Pingbu Qingyun, with one thought of vigilance and one thought of reading.

The generals of the Pearl River Army wanted to find Fang Yun, but found that Fang Yun was resting with his eyes closed, so they did not disturb him and gathered together to whisper.

"Scared away thousands of demons and made the demon world stop fighting for several days. What a great achievement is this?" Wang Li looked at the others excitedly.

"It's hard to say. This achievement is both big and small. What if someone looks down on our literary world and says that we didn't kill the monsters and don't count as military merits? What can we do?"

"You're right. It's a headache."

"No, I don't think the great scholars in Liangjie Mountain will be so short-sighted. Any scholar with a little bit of brains will know what "buying horse bones from a thousand miles away" means. Even if we are in a low position in the literary world, as long as we are given a high military merit this time, it will definitely inspire other armies."

"But, what if there are great scholars in Liangjie Mountain who have prejudices against people in the literary world..."

"Alas, it's really worrying. I tried my best to think about it when I didn't have military merits, and now I may have military merits, I am even more worried."

"We can only wait. After breakfast tomorrow, we will know whether the Ministry of War will come."

"I just heard Gou Bao muttering sourly, saying that it was just a poem, and he couldn't even kill a monster."

"It's chilling that a great scholar is so unbearable. However, it's not easy to say anything now that the military merits have not been determined. It's okay to wait until tomorrow!"

"Well, wait until tomorrow."

It was a peaceful night. After dawn, the fourteen literary armies of Liangjie Mountain got up one after another.

There was no need to wash on the city wall. Even if you go to the toilet, you have to take turns to go to the toilet in the city wall, and there is a time limit.

Soon, the lifting mechanism sent breakfast and water to the city wall. The army guarding the city wall ate first, and the literary army ate later.

Just after breakfast, Qu Tong and Xie Bingzhi, who were in charge of communicating with the Zhujiang Army, ran towards Fang Yun excitedly.

"Master Zhang, good news! The Zhujiang Army is on the military merit list, and it ranks 95th. The Ministry of War will send someone to issue a commendation document immediately!"

Xie Bingzhi's voice instantly made the Zhujiang Army boil, and all the soldiers were extremely excited.

The nearby Qishan Army was dead silent, especially Qishan Marquis Gou Bao, who stared at Fang Yun blankly, then took a few quick steps, turned around and walked to the city wall, looking in the direction of the military merit list.

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