The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2002: National destiny torn apart

Chapter 2002: "Man Jiang Hong"

Fang Yun picked up the pen, dripped holy blood into the holy page, and wrote slowly word by word.

The first word of the ci tune is "Man Jiang Hong".

The hair is standing on end with anger, leaning on the railing, the rain has stopped. Looking up, he roared to the sky, his heart was full of passion. Thirty years of fame and fortune are dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of journey are clouds and moon. Don't wait, your hair is white, and you are sad for nothing.

The national humiliation has not been avenged; when will the hatred of the ministers be eliminated? Drive a long car and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry, and drink the blood of the monsters when I am thirsty. Wait until the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!

The three realms of calligraphy, the words and ink become bones.

From any angle in all directions, every word seems to be supported by bones and stands on the paper.

The brush is like a knife, and the strokes are like blades.

On the viewing platform, everyone was full of sorrow, as if they saw, after the autumn rain stopped, a tall figure standing on the railing, his hair standing on end with anger. The man looked into the sky, with nowhere to vent his grief and anger at the torn apart national destiny, so he could only look up to the sky and howl, expressing his lofty ambitions and patriotic feelings. For Zhang Longxiang, all his fame and reputation were like dirt. He became a saint, working day and night, fighting in all walks of life, and was accustomed to the ups and downs. Jingguo is in danger, and we can no longer waste our years. Don't wait until you are old and white-haired to regret it, leaving only sadness.

The shame of Jingguo being invaded by the barbarians has not been washed away yet! When will the hatred of the subjects be eliminated? In this case, we should be like General Wei Qing, riding a chariot, breaking through the pass of the Helan Mountains, and expelling the monsters. On the battlefield, eat the meat of the monsters, drink the blood of the monsters, be ambitious, talk and laugh to kill the enemy, and be fearless.

From now on, march north, and we must take back the lost great rivers and mountains, and finally return to Beijing with the victorious army!

Boom!

A red light rushed straight into the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All over Jingguo, red lights shot up into the sky.

There were the army of Yuyang Pass, the garrison of Ning'an City, the defenders of Sanlian Battle Fort, the state troops of various places, and the navy along the Yangtze River...

All the red light pillars shot up into the sky, and when they reached the end of the sky, they slowly bent, like a rainbow bridge turning, and headed straight for the North Parade Ground in the capital.

All eyes in the world fell on Jingguo again.

The hearts of the people surged, and there seemed to be a power in the dark that made them look at Fang Yun involuntarily.

The red lights from all over Jingguo drew a beautiful arc in the sky, and then slanted towards the North Parade Ground.

One after another, the red lights merged into the red light of the North Parade Ground. After a few breaths, the entire North Parade Ground was shrouded in red light.

Behind Fang Yun, the shadow of Wei Qing, a famous general and literary giant of the human race, appeared.

One after another, precious lights appeared on the poem page.

The first treasure light, the holy page treasure light, the original treasure light, the poetry soul treasure light, the handed down treasure light, the holy blood treasure light...

Various treasure lights shine layer by layer.

Finally, all the red lights in the entire parade ground suddenly shrank and fell on the poem page.

The military soul appeared, and the army was united.

The military soul treasure light!

Behind Fang Yun, the cloak fluttered, and the holy light spread out, turning into hundreds of millions of military souls, pure white and flawless.

The military souls and fighting spirits of the Jing Kingdom covered half of the sky, like an endless cloak falling behind Fang Yun.

Above Fang Yun's head appeared the Wanmin Wentai, Xuehai Wentai and Xuemang Wentai.

On the Wanmin Wentai, countless figures fell into the poem page.

In Xuehai Wentai, several Wenxin fish jumped into the poem.

Above the Xuemang Wentai, a planet was suspended, slowly rotating, absorbing all the military souls.

Seeing that the military souls in the sky were getting fewer and fewer, every Jingguo person felt lost, and felt that the military soul had left forever, completely left Jingguo, and would never come back.

Although it was a poem for a university scholar to go to war, it was full of precious light and had reached the realm of a great scholar.

Finally, the poem page burned and turned into a shadow, with thousands of troops in line.

The shadow exploded, and countless soldiers' shadows flew in all directions like clouds and fog, falling into the bodies of everyone present, except for Liu Shan and other people who were almost traitors.

Even the barbarian private soldiers gained this power.

Finally, the huge shadow of Wei Qing merged into Fang Yun's body. It made Fang Yun's height increase by an inch, his body stronger, his mind more agile, his strength greater, and he could easily tear the demon marquis apart.

The barbarian private soldiers patted and stroked their bodies in surprise, and every barbarian felt that his strength had increased significantly and his body was stronger.

Many veterans of the human race also sensed that the power of this "Man Jiang Hong" was much stronger than the only war poem handed down by the human race, "Chang Wu". Even if the great scholar used the third-level "Chang Wu", the power was less than one-tenth of this "Man Jiang Hong".

After all, "Chang Wu" was only a war poem for Jinshi, while "Man Jiang Hong" was a war poem for Dashi.

Many generals felt the increased power in their bodies and looked at Fang Yun excitedly.

The effect of this poem ranked first among all the war poems handed down by Fang Yun!

The expedition poem, also known as the valiant poem, is the most important war poem of the human race, without a doubt, because the expedition poem can make a large number of human soldiers' physical fitness improve by leaps and bounds, which can last for a few days at least and half a year at most.

If the expedition poem is blessed for many years, the body of the human soldiers will be permanently strengthened, and even their children and grandchildren will be stronger than ordinary children.

The human race has put a lot of effort into creating war poems. There are many ordinary war poems, but the only war poem handed down from generation to generation that can be used by scholars of Jinshi or higher level is "Changwu" in the "Book of Songs".

Moreover, war poems are the most difficult category to improve among all war poems, because an ordinary war poem is considered complete as long as it is released, and the poet can experience power.

War poems are different. War poems not only consume a lot of talent, but also only when they fall on people can the power of this poem be realized.

"Changwu" is only a war poem for Jinshi scholars. Many university scholars or great scholars even gave up practicing "Changwu" and would rather create ordinary poems to encourage their troops. However, no matter how good the self-created poems are, they have huge limitations and can only be used for one army.

The war poems of Jinshi scholars are both disadvantages and advantages. They can be used flexibly, while "Manjianghong" can only be used by university scholars, which leads to inflexibility. Some small troops cannot get the power of "Manjianghong" when they go out.

Therefore, this poem of the university scholar's expedition was only half effective at most a few decades ago, because the number of university scholars was very small at that time, but now the number of university scholars has increased dramatically and can be used frequently. In addition, "Manjianghong" is a war poem for university scholars, and the duration is at least half a year, eliminating the side effects of too high a literary position.

The reason why the generals present were excited was that this "Manjianghong" could actually increase the physical strength of ordinary soldiers to the level of demon generals!

When ordinary university scholars use it, they naturally cannot achieve this effect, but when great scholars take action and refine it to the second level, and then supplement it with the four treasures of the study, they can definitely achieve this effect!

During the first battle between the two worlds, every ordinary soldier could have a body like a demon general, because there were half-saints in the ranks!

As long as the half-saints stood there, the human race could gain powerful strength.

Now, just a poem about going to war can make the human army feel like a half-saint was by their side. What a great power.

The reason why human soldiers feared demons and barbarians is mainly because the gap in physical strength is too big. Now, the gap in physical strength has narrowed. With the wisdom and agility of the human race, and with those hard-trained killing techniques, from now on, demons and barbarians below the demon generals are like chickens and pottery dogs!

The human race has no qi and blood, and even if ordinary soldiers have the body of a demon general, they do not have the killing power of a demon general. But from now on, facing a demon general, at least they have the power to fight back, instead of letting him be slaughtered.

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