The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Seventeen barbarian children roared like wild beasts, but no one attacked the barbarian generals.

Zhang Poyue nodded slightly, and a soldier chopped off the head of a little wolf barbarian with a knife.

"Eat them, and I will let you live." Zhang Poyue repeated what he had just said.

The barbarian children continued to roar at him.

Zhang Poyue looked at another soldier, who immediately chopped off the limbs of a little wolf demon.

"Woo-ah... woo-ah..." The little wolf demon made a miserable cry.

The roar of the wolf barbarian children weakened, and there was finally a kind of fear in their eyes, while the barbarian generals on the nails continued to curse, spitting blood while cursing.

Zhang Poyue laughed.

"Next."

The warm smile and the winter-like tone made Zhang Poyue a fierce demon in the eyes of the barbarians.

This time, the soldier began to slowly peel the skin of a little tiger demon. After peeling off only half of the face, the little tiger demon begged for mercy.

"I'll eat! I'll eat!" Tears and blood mixed on the face of the little tiger demon, and it was impossible to tell one from the other.

"Let him go." Zhang Poyue said.

The little tiger demon cried out, stepped forward and bit a wolf barbarian, shook his head, tore off a large piece of meat, chewed it hard, and swallowed it hard.

With the leader, the other little demons rushed forward with a cry and began to bite the five barbarians.

Amid the screams of the barbarians and the bites and chews of the little demons, Zhang Poyue and the human soldiers watched this bloody scene quietly.

In the end, the flesh and blood of the five barbarians were bitten clean, leaving only hard bones.

Those little demons were covered in blood and tears, but they gritted their teeth and held their claws.

Everything that happened today is enough to become the motivation for their future efforts.

Zhang Poyue nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky, and then looked in the direction where the demon barbarian reinforcements might come, and said: "Let them live for a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, General!"

Then the soldiers rushed up like wolves and tigers, hung up all the little demon barbarians, cut off their hands and feet, cut open their chests and abdomens, and let their internal organs fall out of their bodies.

The vitality of the demon barbarians is extremely tenacious, even so, they can live for a while.

These little demon barbarians finally understood that from the beginning, this human general had no intention of letting them go, and everything just now was just revenge!

"Woo ow..."

More than a dozen little demon barbarians wailed in grief, cursing Zhang Poyue with the most vicious words of the demon barbarians.

"The most beautiful sound in the world is the curse of the demon barbarians." Zhang Poyue took a closer look, making sure that every little demon barbarian would not survive for more than a quarter of an hour and could not escape, and then he stepped out.

"Return to the camp!"

The human army quickly gathered and trotted to the military camp, leaving the barbarian tribe blazing with fire.

Zhang Poyue rode on a dragon horse, stroking his new saber, looking at the depths of the white clouds and the edge of the grassland, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, all the official seals of the seventh rank and above in the army vibrated, and Fang Yun's loud voice sounded.

"This saint is roughly proficient in poetry and has also studied military medicine, but has not made much achievements. I know that I am not talented and learned, and I am not worldly-wise, so I stay at home, concentrate on my studies, and treat people kindly. However, the monsters and barbarians are causing chaos in the world. Thanks to the attention of many predecessors, I first entered the Holy Ruins, then stepped onto the Dragon Platform, and then fought in the hunting ground. With a sincere heart and a humble body, I carried out justice for the human race and destroyed the monsters and barbarians."

Multiple official seals formed a strange resonance, and Fang Yun's voice was constantly amplified, instantly spreading hundreds of miles.

Plop plop...

All the dragon horse armored cows knelt on the ground, trembling.

Tens of thousands of soldiers lowered their eyebrows and heads, listening respectfully.

Hundreds of miles away, the two demon barbarian reinforcements had to stop, because all the demon barbarians below the rank of marquis were frightened by the invisible force and dared not move. Without the Great Demon King, they would be unable to move.

In the Dingyuan Army, ordinary soldiers felt puzzled. The official seal would only take the initiative to accept the message when it was near the holy temple. If the official seal was far away from the holy temple, it would be a higher level of transmission unless it was a particularly important event and was approved by the holy temple. It must be a big event.

Those old scholars were shocked, because this kind of message to a large number of officials in Jing State was the legendary "kingdom message", which was a very high privilege of a country.

At present, there are only five people in the entire Jing State who can release the king's kingdom message at any time and anywhere. One is the semi-saint Chen Guanhai, one is the king, one is the minister of literature Jiang Hechuan, one is the great marshal Chen who is in charge of the military, and the last one is the virtual saint Fang Yun.

Even if the heads of other semi-saint families want to transmit the king's kingdom message, they must get the approval of the minister of literature and the king.

Everyone listened quietly. What Fang Yun said later must be more important.

After a brief pause, the voice of the king Wang Guoyin was heard again.

"There are demons and barbarians in front, I will kill them to stop the evil. There are traitors behind, how to stop the evil? Stop the evil with war!"

Many soldiers were confused. What did Fang Yun mean by this? Could it be that they were fighting internally at the critical moment when the demons and barbarians were eyeing them?

"Many years ago, Qing State coveted the rich land of Xiangzhou, and took away Xiangzhou and tens of millions of people with a literary war, treated the people of Xiangzhou as enemies, and took away the imperial examination quota that belonged to Xiangzhou, leaving Jing State without an inch of land in the south of the Yangtze River! Last year, Qing State's candidates fought in Jiangzhou, bullying Jiangzhou for having no one. I once swore in public that when I became a Jinshi, I would fight in ten prefectures and seize one state of Qing State!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers were stunned, and even Zhang Poyue's eyes flashed.

Most of the people in Jing country knew about Fang Yunwen's words about conquering a state, and they all thought that he was just bragging because he was too angry.

Everyone has his share of boasting, so no one in Jing country cared.

However, Fang Yun is now a virtual saint, and if he says this at this time, it will not be regarded as bragging.

"Tomorrow, I will fight Qingguo with literature and Xiangzhou alone! Xiangzhou, three thousand miles away, will return to Jingguo! Sixty years of regret will disappear! May Jingguo not lose an inch of land! May the people stand proudly forever!"

Jingguo has countless official seals of the seventh rank and above, and at the same time, Fang Yun's voice continues to spread.

Jiangzhou's Academy of Literature, Mizhou's government office, Yanzhou's palace, Dongyunzhou's army... countless places echoed Fang Yun's voice.

"May Jingguo not lose an inch of land! May the people stand proudly forever!"

After Zhang Poyue finished speaking, the army responded, and the heroic spirit soared to the sky.

"May..."

One voice after another rang out in various parts of Jingguo.

All officials of the seventh rank and above around the capital rushed to the Jingguo Palace.

The ban on the use of war poems and the ban on the use of Pingbu Qingyun over the capital was invalid at this moment.

Officials of the seventh rank or above outside the capital all accelerated to the nearest holy temple.

In the major cities with many official seals, the national sound resonated, and the whole city and people within hundreds of miles heard Fang Yun's words.

In the capital, pedestrians on the road suddenly and silently moved away from the middle of the road and moved to the sides, leaving a wider road.

One by one, dragon horses galloped on the wide roads everywhere, one by one, scholars ran fast with the help of fast-paced war poems, and one by one, top scholars or university scholars flew in the sky.

All these officials rushed to one direction, the palace, Fengtian Hall.

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