"Trash!"
A loud demon language resounded in the sky. Following that, a sandstorm rose from the Barbarian Demons' camp. It quickly expanded and soon swept hundreds of kilometers, covering the sky and the sun.
The wind and sand even blew on the city walls of Two Realms Mountain, making it hard for people to open their eyes.
On the city walls, people looked at the gray wind and sand in front of them and sighed.
"What a pity. This Great Demon King is at least at the level of the Great Khan. He might even be a Ruler and should only be slightly weaker than a Demon Emperor. With a roar, all the Barbarians and Demons can wake up. "
"I've heard the voice of this king. He should be one of the 10 Great Khans in Barbarian Demon City. This kind of defeat isn't worthy of a Ruler, let alone a Demon Emperor. After all, only the strongest Ruler in the Demon Realm can be called a Demon Emperor. "
"In Old Man's opinion, the Barbarians and Demons will call off the siege tonight. Just now, Zhang Mingzhou's poem had already caused the demons and barbarians to have thoughts of retreating. They're also intelligent creatures. They've been attacking the city day and night, so they'll feel tired. "
"It's hard to say."
The sandstorm slowly subsided. The Barbarians and Demons who were attacking the city gathered more than 5 kilometers away. They did not dare to attack the city or escape. A few of the weaker ones bled from their seven orifices and died. They were not killed by the Humans or committed suicide. It was very likely that they were shaken to death by the Great Khan's voice.
Fang Yun glanced at all the Barbarians and Demons outside Two Realms Mountain and noticed that many of them had red lights flickering in their eyes. This was a very rare phenomenon, which meant that their minds were wavering. If they fought now, their strengths would drop by at least 30%.
Seeing that the Barbarians and Demons did not attack, the Humans immediately cleaned up the city walls of Two Realms Mountain to prepare for the next battle.
Some of the scholars expressed their gratitude to Fang Yun with their tongues.
Soon, not only on the city walls, but also everyone in Two Realms Mountain knew that the scholar of the literary world, Zhang Longxiang, had repelled tens of thousands of troops with a poem.
Many scholars of the literary world even walked to Fang Yun and bowed to thank him. They knew very well that Fang Yun had not only saved the soldiers of the various countries, but also restored the reputation of the entire literary world.
Only Gou Bao and Commandery Prince Jing acted as if nothing had happened. They didn't say a word to Fang Yun. Marquis Shangwu, who was also a Grand Scholar of Chu State, was different. He thanked Fang Yundao.
Time passed slowly, but the demons and barbarians did not attack the city.
A full two hours later, a melodious horn suddenly sounded in the Barbarian Demon City.
The moment the soldiers heard the horn, their muscles tensed up. But after listening for a while, they realized that the barbarians were retreating quickly. They immediately remembered that the horn was the barbarians' call for a ceasefire!
"Victory!" Someone suddenly shouted excitedly.
"Victory!" Millions of people roared excitedly. Many people roared, jumped, cried, and laughed.
The Battle of Bi Can had been going on for more than a year. Even when the barbarians rested, they only stopped for a few hours. They had never sounded the horn of truce. Today was the first time the barbarians had sounded the horn of truce.
Once the horn of truce was sounded, the barbarians would rest for at least two days.
However, the old scholars who had participated in the first Battle of Two Worlds Mountain were half happy and half worried. It was because during the first Battle of Two Worlds Mountain, the barbarians would attack fiercely every time they stopped fighting. Often, they would inflict heavy losses on the human race.
Most of the soldiers didn't know and didn't care what would happen to the barbarians in the future. The joy of defeating the barbarians for the first time was more important than anything else.
Soon after, the Ministry of War of Two Worlds Mountain issued an order to start changing the defense. The army that hadn't participated in the battle for more than ten days was ordered to go up the city wall and be on guard. The armies that had participated in the battle today were to go down the city wall and rest.
However, the army of the Literary Realm was an exception. They had to stay on the city wall for three days. This was the rule.
Many of the soldiers of the Literary Realm could only sigh and obey the order.
It was still dark. The soldiers of the Literary Realm continued to rest on the city wall, but most of them were sleeping peacefully.
After being baptized by Fang Yun's Sacred Page Poem, the soldiers of the Literary Realm were in an excellent state of mind. Many of them were no longer afraid of the city wall that was soaked in blood.
Some of the soldiers who couldn't sleep were chatting in low voices. Nobody knew who started it, but these people began to recite the poem "Hearing the Flute of Two Worlds Mountain" in a low voice in order to sleep.
The sand in front of Two Worlds Mountain is like snow.
The moon outside the barbarian barbarian city is like frost.
I don't know where the reed pipes are blowing.
All night long, everyone looks back at home.
Originally, this poem could only become real when it was activated by the Saint Page. If it was only recited by oneself, it would not have any effect. However, the effects of the Saint Page poem written by Fang Yun still remained in the bodies of these soldiers. Coupled with the fact that the current Literary Starlight was much stronger than before, the power of the Literary Starlight was extremely strong. Everyone who recited the poem was able to activate the power of the poem and their emotions became increasingly stable.
Under the silver moon, the nearly three million soldiers of the Literary Realm were snoring.
The three great scholars guarding the city looked at the city wall with smiles on their faces. This was the most peaceful night in Two Worlds Mountain for more than a year.
Fang Yun smiled and continued to sit on the Heaven Ascending Cloud. He was vigilant while reading.
The generals of the Pearl River Army wanted to look for Fang Yun, but they found that Fang Yun was resting with his eyes closed. They didn't disturb him and gathered together to whisper.
"How great of a contribution is it to scare off thousands of barbarians and make the barbarians stop fighting for a few days?" Wang Li looked at the others excitedly.
"It's hard to say. It's not a big contribution, but it's also not a small one. What if someone looks down on us and says that it's not a contribution because we didn't kill the barbarians? What can we do? "
"You're right. It's a headache."
"No, I don't think the great scholars of Two Worlds Mountain won't be so short-sighted. Any scholar with a brain knows what it means to 'buy the bones of a horse from a thousand miles away'. Even if our status is low, as long as we are given a great contribution this time, it will definitely motivate the other armies."
"However, what if the great scholars of Two Worlds Mountain are prejudiced against us …"
"Sigh, it's really worrying. When we don't have any contribution, we're desperately thinking about it. Now that we have some contribution, we're even more worried. "
"We can only wait. After breakfast tomorrow, we'll know whether the Ministry of War will send anyone. "
"I just heard Gou Bao muttering sourly that he couldn't even kill a single barbarian with a poem."
"A great scholar is actually so unbearable. It's really cold. However, the contribution hasn't been confirmed yet, so it's not good to say anything. It's fine to wait until tomorrow! "
"Okay, let's wait until tomorrow."
It was a peaceful night. After daybreak, the fourteen armies of the Two Worlds Mountain got up one after another.
There was no place to wash up on the city wall. Even if they wanted to relieve themselves, they had to take turns in the latrines on the city wall, and there was a time limit.
Soon after, the elevators brought breakfast and water to the top of the city wall. The army guarding the city wall ate first, and the army of the Two Worlds Mountain ate later.
After breakfast, Qu Tong and Jie Bingzhi, the High Scholar of the Literary Field Department, who were responsible for communicating with the Pearl River Army, ran to Fang Yun excitedly.
"Grand Scholar Zhang, good news! The Pearl River Army is on the Military Merit List, ranked ninety-fifth. The Ministry of War will send someone to give out the commendation document right away! "
Jie Bingzhi's voice made the Pearl River Army boil with excitement. All the soldiers were very excited.
The nearby Qi Mountain Army was deathly quiet, especially the Marquis of Qi Mountain, Gou Bao. He stared at Fang Yun blankly, and then walked quickly to the edge of the city wall, looking in the direction of the Military Merit List.
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