The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1583 Killing people like grass without hearing a sound

Almost all of the Mammoth Army was killed, which meant that the humans had regained their advantage.

While many readers are excited, they most want to know what kind of war poem it is, because this kind of war poem soldier will appear in the human race for the first time.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled and said with spring thunder: "Master Hou, it can be made public now. The general has seen with his own eyes that there are original treasures and handed down treasures on the pages of your poems!"

Everyone on the Jieshan City Wall was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

All the scholars in Qi Shanjun had pale faces. Everyone knew what it meant for a poem to have original treasure light and handed down treasure light.

Fang Yun was wearing green clothes, stepping on white clouds, and slowly descended.

Many people bowed their heads slightly to welcome him back.

Bai Jizu, a great military scholar, laughed and said: "It was a blast to kill! If we succeed in one battle, there is no need to hide it. You can go directly to the literary list or the discussion list to see it."

"This poem is called "Victory Song"." Fang Yun smiled and then shut up. Everyone had no choice but to pick up the official seal.

Sure enough, this poem appeared on the academic list and thesis list.

Soon, scholars everywhere were chanting softly.

He held the title of five thousand soldiers at night,

The secret leader's symbol is clear.

The place where soldiers meet in narrow alleys,

Killing monsters like grass without hearing a sound.

Many scholars read almost word for word slowly, slowly savoring the poem. After reciting the complete poem, their backs were wet with cold sweat.

"When I read this poem in conjunction with the previous scene in the Elephant Army camp, I felt murderous, as if I was surrounded by five thousand assassins."

"This poem is very different from ordinary war poems. It does not directly describe the battle scene, but the sentence 'Killing monsters like grass without hearing the sound' makes people's hair stand on end, and the two sides are fighting. The first two sentences are narrative, and the entire night attack The army has strict military discipline and is completely secretive. Then, the five thousand soldiers with military titles fly like birds in the dark night. The last two sentences are about the successful sneak attack of 5,000 troops, entering the enemy's camp, and engaging in close combat in the narrow alley, killing the enemy as cleanly as mowing grass, without even hearing a sound, which means The enemy has been completely wiped out before they can formally resist. This is no longer a battle, but a slaughter."

"The nearly half a million monsters were indeed slaughtered in batches."

"The silent song of triumph, wonderful!"

"I understand..." a Hanlin official shouted happily, "This poem should be a polyphase war poem! After the great scholars finished writing the poem, the pages of the poem burned, but the war poems and soldiers did not appear. This is a kind of The rare "hidden poem" has been seen before, which can delay the activation time of this war poem. It is the "secret leader's symbol order" that forms the function of the hidden poem, and the "secret leader's symbol" is to hide this army. It’s the first kind of poetry.”

Everyone nodded slightly.

Then Na Hanlin continued: "These academics rushed to the vicinity of the giant elephant army. When they wrote this "Triumph Song" for the second time, they should have inspired the power of the first "Triumph Song", and then used the characteristics of the summoning poem to arrange their troops. Set up a formation and place two 5,000-strong troops one mile away, approaching the giant elephant army. At the same time, they launched an attack from high altitude, causing all monsters to attack. The barbarians only paid attention to the sky and did not pay attention to the ground. The reason why these war poets were not discovered by the demon barbarians when they charged was because they were invisible and fast. This is the reason why the "Five Thousand Soldiers of the Night" Power. 'Xianmei' is silent, 'Ye' is invisible in the dark, and 'Du' is the second type of poetry."

"As for the third type, after all the war poet soldiers appeared, you also saw that the color of their bodies changed with the changes in the surrounding environment, like a chameleon. This is an additional color-changing effect obtained by these soldiers, which is for the third type. Three kinds of poetry.”

Another Hanlin said: "Where this war poetry soldier will cover the place, the battle will be silent. I think covering up the sound should also be a kind of poetry."

"Indeed, this war poem actually has four poetic forms. In a frontal battle, it is just an ordinary grandmaster war poem. When used in a sneak attack, it is simply a stroke of genius! From now on, the tactics of my human grandmaster will increase. Hide Poetry, invisibility, color change, and silence, many war poems have one or two kinds, but the combination of four kinds of poems is enough to become a nightmare for monsters!"

"Haha, even if the demon barbarians attack the city wall, as long as this poem is used behind them or in the military formation, it will be enough to cause them chaos!"

"When you take the initiative to make a sneak attack, this poem will probably be invincible."

"The key is this is a war poem handed down from generation to generation! Our literary world finally has a war poem handed down from generation to generation!" Wang Li laughed.

Except for Qi Shanjun, scholars from other countries looked happy.

The Grand Scholars of the Six-Nation Allied Forces originally felt embarrassed. After all, hundreds of Grand Scholars from all over the country were called for this operation, but apart from the original author of the war poem, they were not called any Grand Scholars from the literary world. This made them feel discriminated against. However, they heard that the literary circles They were still happy that people finally composed war poems.

Duke Tian Shui of the Qin State shouted to Fang Yun from a distance: "Zhang Mingzhou, although the literary scholars are slightly weaker, there are a few of us who are not inferior to some of the great scholars who went to war. Why didn't Xisheng Pavilion send us?"

"What Mr. Tian Shui said is absolutely true! If we did not participate in such a grand event, we will regret it for the rest of our lives!"

"I feel aggrieved..."

Scholars from all over the world complained.

Fang Yun first looked at Gou Bao helplessly, and then sincerely apologized to the six national scholars: "I was not considerate enough and let you suffer. The reason why I didn't let you participate in this battle is not because you lack strength, but because there are some scums in the literary world. Xisheng Pavilion is afraid that they will turn against us at the last minute, so we have to guard against them. You see, even General Zhang Qingfeng of my Zhujiang Army didn't participate in the battle, just because he was afraid that some people would know about it. It was really helpless."

This move of diverting the trouble to the east relieved the minds of the six national scholars. They were just trying to save face. Now Fang Yun gave them a way out, and they immediately looked at the Qishan Army's scholars coldly.

"Thanks to Zhang Mingzhou's brilliant plan, if he really believed those people from Qishan Army, he might have failed in the end."

"To say that the Grand Secretary of Chu State rebelled in battle is to look up to them. In my opinion, if they had participated in the battle, they would have exposed their tactics in advance and been discovered by the monsters."

"These guys are more likely to cause trouble than to do good. If it weren't for them, we would have been remembered in history for this battle!"

"No casualties, almost annihilated a monster army in front of hundreds of millions of monsters. This kind of glory is enough to be passed down through the ages!"

"Forget it, I won't say more. After the change of guard, I will go to the Holy Temple of Liangjie Mountain to learn Zhang Mingzhou's poem."

"Speaking of learning poetry, I wonder how these Grand Secretary of Chu State have the face to learn this poem!"

The Grand Secretary of the Six Kingdoms kept sneering and venting all their anger and unwillingness on Gou Bao and other Qishan Army.

The soldiers of various armies on the city wall looked at the Qishan Army, not hiding the sarcasm or ridicule on their faces. Now Zhang Longxiang is a great contributor to the human race and the author of the war poem handed down from generation to generation. His identity has changed greatly, and no one wants to see him being attacked by Gou Bao.

Many soldiers of the Qishan Army blushed.

The human race had just won a huge victory and forced the monsters to stop fighting, but the entire Qishan Army became a laughing stock, which made them want to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

Fang Yun remained calm and said to Zhang Qingfeng: "Tomorrow I will exchange another fifty machines from the Ministry of War."

"Yes!"

Qishan Hou's face was pale. The military merits he gained from the war poem handed down from generation to generation were difficult to achieve even if he killed hundreds of millions of monsters.

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