Thump … Thump … Thump …
The war drums at the top of the Two World Mountain sounded. The long and desolate drum beats were like flames, causing the blood of every soldier to boil.
A purple-robed elder stood in the sky while stepping on the clouds. He was holding a golden brush. Apart from the golden glow, the brush looked very ordinary. However, there was a translucent white goose at the top of the brush. It was flapping its wings and singing loudly. It seemed like it was going to use its beak to pick up those demons and barbarians.
The spiritual creatures formed by powerful literary treasures were usually ferocious creatures like dragons and tigers. However, the spiritual creature formed by this literary treasure brush was a goose. It looked a little ridiculous, but Fang Yun was overjoyed when he saw this brush. He didn't expect to see a Half-saint literary treasure the moment he arrived at the Two World Mountain.
It was one of the three sacred brushes of the Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, the Swapping Goose Brush.
Wang Xizhi loved geese very much. He once saw a group of beautiful geese in Kuiji and wanted to buy them from the owner. The owner of the geese was an Old Show talent. When he saw Wang Xizhi, he didn't want money. He only asked Wang Xizhi to personally write the Book of Changes in exchange for geese. Wang Xizhi agreed and left behind the legend of swapping books for geese.
When the Swapping Goose Brush appeared, it emitted a golden glow that illuminated an area of three meters. The moment the purple-robed elder raised the Swapping Goose Brush, the white goose flapped its wings. Fang Yun seemed to see the white wings covering 30,000 miles. The world turned dark and suffocated him.
Then, the Swapping Goose Brush fell. Fang Yun's heart tightened as he instinctively felt a sense of danger. The Swapping Goose Brush was like a ten-thousand-feet tall mountain crashing down from the sky. If this brush landed on the Two World Mountain, the entire Two World Mountain would collapse.
When the brush landed on the sacred page, thousands of stars shone.
The purple-robed scholar was surrounded by dense starlight as if he was the lord of heaven and earth.
This Swapping Goose Brush seemed to have absorbed the starlight of thousands of worlds and turned it into a poem.
When the tip of the brush touched the paper, the battle poem was instantly formed.
The battle poem, Chang Wu.
Hehe Mingming, the King's Loyal Servant,
Grand Ancestor Nanzhong, the Great Master's Royal Father.
Messing with my Sixth Master, to repair my army,
Respecting and warning, this Southern Nation …
The Saint Page burned, and a translucent battlefield of a hundred thousand miles spread out in the sky. A Son of Heaven was leading millions of soldiers into battle.
The vast battlefield of a hundred thousand miles suddenly exploded, turning into countless brilliant starlight that sprinkled down like rain, covering the walls of the Two Realms Mountain.
On each section of the Two World Mountain City Wall, there were seventy thousand people fighting, and one hundred and forty thousand preparing for battle. There were a total of fifty sections, and the total number of people exceeded ten million. However, in an instant, everyone obtained the power of the Battle Poem. Everyone's body instantly became bigger, their bones strengthened, their muscles swelled, their hidden injuries disappeared, and their strength increased.
Fang Yun felt as if his Grand Scholar uniform was about to burst. He clenched his fist and felt an endless amount of energy flowing through his body. If the Demon Marquis did not use his Qi and blood, he could tear apart countless Demon Marquises with his bare hands.
The soldiers of the literary world looked at themselves excitedly, then looked at the people around them. The effect of going on an expedition in the literary world was like heaven and earth compared to here.
At least a scholar's body was comparable to a demon's body, and a scholar's body was comparable to a demon's body. But now, every soldier felt that they could fight against a demon's body and not be at a disadvantage.
Fang Yun smiled as he looked at the shocked soldiers of the literary world. Without this kind of power, the ordinary soldiers of the human race would not be able to fight against the barbarians. Moreover, this was only written by the great scholar. If it was written by Half-saint himself, the ordinary soldiers would be comparable to a demon general who did not use his Qi and blood.
Feeling the power in their bodies, everyone on the city wall was filled with confidence.
The Battle Poem was far more powerful than any words of encouragement.
The various armies on the city wall began to get into formation. Most of them were very similar. All the soldiers were three hundred feet away from the north wall. When the time came, this place would be filled with soldiers.
The soldiers closest to the front all held a shield in one hand and a blade in the other. Behind them were soldiers holding long spears.
Behind them were all archers. These archers all had blades on them, and behind them were a large number of spears, blades, and axes. Once the barbarians approached, these archers would quickly change their weapons.
Fang Yun took one last look at the charging barbarians outside the city. He turned around and left the north wall. Stepping on the Clear Skies, he flew towards the back of the army.
"Get into formation!" Fang Yun ordered as he flew.
The Pearl River Army's formation was no different from the other armies. The soldiers at the front were three hundred feet away from the north wall. Behind them were close-combat soldiers, and behind them were archers.
However, unlike the other armies, the Pearl River Army's archers were divided into two armies. There was a certain angle between the two armies, forming a "V" shape.
The soldiers nearby looked at them in surprise, then shook their heads and ignored the Pearl River Army. The generals of the Mount Qishan Army could not help but sneer.
The Marquis of Mount Qishan, Gou Bao, was about to mock them, but he remembered that it was wartime. He kept his mouth shut and revealed a contemptuous smile.
One of the generals of the Mount Qishan Army said in a low voice, "I heard that Zhang Longxiang has been studying formations in Pearl City. A few days ago, he was also practicing at the drill ground of Double World Mountain. I thought that he was just studying, but who would have thought that he would actually use it in Double World Mountain? He looked at the generals of the ancient lands and Saint Origin World as if they were watching a monkey show. "
Gou Bao chuckled. "He's much more stupid than you think. Look, among the armies, only forty thousand archers are in a seventy thousand army. Even the Wudang Flying Army, which mainly uses crossbows, only has fifty thousand archers. However, the Pearl River Army has sixty thousand archers out of the seventy thousand soldiers. Look at those archers. Many of them have only trained for one or two months. Fortunately, they have the support of Zhuang Xingshi to cover up their lack of skills. Otherwise, they would have become a laughing stock. "
"It doesn't matter if he becomes a laughing stock, but the key is that he doesn't drag us down with him. Sixty thousand archers in an army of seventy thousand. If the barbarians and demons charge into the formation, the entire army will be wiped out. We won't even have the strength to fight back. Many years ago, the various armies have tried this extreme method. However, the bloody truth tells us that any army with an unbalanced ratio will become the breakthrough point for the barbarians and demons. In the end, the entire army will be wiped out! "
"Old Man thinks that the Pearl River Army won't be able to last for three days!"
"Three days? You think too highly of Zhang Longxiang. In my opinion, he'll only be able to last for one and a half days! "
Fang Yun calmly looked at the barbarians and demons from the north of the city.
After the sixty thousand archers were in formation, the archers at the front were just getting ready while the archers at the back were already drawing their bows.
The scholars spread their bows evenly across the city. When the archers nocked their bows, they began to talk about strategy on paper and wrote their own Zhuang Xingshi poems.
After a few breaths, all kinds of lights flickered on the city walls. The lights fell on the archers and the arrows that came into contact with them also glowed faintly.
Every troop of crossbowmen was led by a High Scholar. Every High Scholar was using the Spring Thunder Tongue to give out orders. They were able to control the range of the Spring Thunder Tongue so that they wouldn't interfere with each other. This allowed every soldier to hear their orders clearly.
"Draw the arrows!"
"Draw the bows!"
"Raise the bows!"
After that, the scholars in charge of surveying held the Lu Ban Ruler in their hands and worked together with a dozen archers to measure the distance. They announced the distance and shooting angle, which were then relayed to the officers of each army.
"Test fire!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
Arrows filled the sky. Under the power of the Strongbow Poem and other battle poems, these arrows seemed to ignore the air. After flying to the highest point, they began to fall down at an even faster speed with the power of the battle poems.
Most of the arrows landed five miles away!
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