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Chapter 194

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In the first talent exercise, Fang Yun only attacked the barbarian tribe normally, marched normally, and finally attacked the city normally.

During this process, Fang Yun remembered every detail.

This was the second time Fang Yun had entered the Talent Exercise of Besieging Wei to Rescue Zhao.

At the beginning of the attack on the Barbarian Tribe, Fang Yun suddenly launched Operation Decapitation. He gathered all of his generals and the private army of the Barbarian Tribe and killed one Barbarian Marquis, two Barbarian Commanders, and two rebellious literati, completely crippling the strongest Barbarian in the tribe.

When the heads of the three strongest barbarians and the two traitorous literati were held in front of the army, the morale of the barbarians completely collapsed. Some ran away, some surrendered, and a few fought to the death and were annihilated.

The whole process took less than an hour, and the casualties were less than a thousand.

Fang Yun led the rest of the army to Dong City. Not only were there three thousand more soldiers than yesterday, but they also set off half a day earlier!

This time, Fang Yun slightly sped up the march. Yesterday, he found that these soldiers still had energy left. However, they still did not rush because they still had to attack the city.

A day later, the army arrived at Dong City.

At this moment, Dong City was the same as yesterday. It had been attacked by the barbarian army and the king had been killed.

The battle in Dong City had just ended. The barbarians were far more tired than Fang Yun's human soldiers. The barbarians' Demon Marquis, Demon Commander, and Demon General had consumed a lot of Qi and blood. They were less than half of their usual strength. On the other hand, all the scholars on Fang Yun's side were full of talent.

Under Fang Yun's orders, the scholars, scholars, and Hanlin Scholars used the Jade Blood Loyal Heart at the cost of their lifespan, doubling the power of all the scholars' battle poems.

With the previous experience of attacking the city, Fang Yun's command was better this time. He attacked the exhausted barbarians with a slightly tired army. The results of the battle gradually increased, and he gained the upper hand.

At last. Fang Yun led the army to attack the city. The battle entered the street battle. Fang Yun climbed the city gate and looked at Dong City.

"If this battle is to protect the king, the army and the king will die together. If the king is sacrificed, the army will win. If one loses and one wins, it will be a draw. It will be an undefeated battle."

After that. Fang Yun thought about the meaning of this talent exercise.

"Only when I stood on the side of the besieged Wei to save Zhao did I understand that once I used the besieged Wei to save Zhao, the enemy would have the ambition to give up 'Wei' and march slowly to meet us head-on. That was the final test. Therefore, attacking Wei to save Zhao not only meant that they had to choose the 'Wei' that they had to save, but they also had to choose the right time to save 'Zhao'. They had to give the other party a false impression that they could save 'Zhao'. Finally, they must have the strength and preparation to fight face to face to face to face face! "

Fang Yun understood the intention of the identity reversal in this Talent Martial Arts Demonstration and felt relieved.

"This time, we were able to execute the leader so quickly. The contribution of the demon and barbarian private army cannot go unnoticed. Now, the Thousand Year Treaty has ended. The human countries can only compete and not go to war. But if two countries have a grudge or a conflict of interests, they can summon the barbarian army. Land, shops and other things can be used as collateral for the private army to fight to the death. After I become a High Scholar, I will need to slowly find the barbarian army. "

August 14th, early morning. The talent exercise ended. The Wisdom Divine Way was integrated into Fang Yun's art of war. It was then included in the book, Heaven and Earth, making the "Thirty-Six Stratagems" a step further.

Fang Yun slept peacefully. With these two stratagems, he would be safer after entering the Holy Ground.

This time, Fang Yun slept until late in the morning. He vaguely heard the sound of chatter in the hall.

Fang Yun was about to leave the bedroom when he found that his official seal had received many messages. He quickly read them.

There was a message from Princess Royal Zhao Hongzhuang. She and Fang Yun left at the same time, so they missed the message. But the two of them didn't care.

There was a message from Li Fanming. He knew that Fang Yun was in the Zhou Residence and wanted to visit.

There was also a message from Yang Yuhuan. She said that she and Nuu missed Fang Yun and wished Fang Yun well.

After reading all the messages, Fang Yun walked out. He opened the door and saw the bright sunlight. He couldn't help but squint his eyes to look at the hall on his left.

"Young Master Fang is awake!" Mr. and Mrs. Wei shouted in unison. The conversation in the hall stopped abruptly. Then, someone laughed, "You're finally awake. I was about to invite you for a drink!"

Fang Yun immediately knew that it was Li Fanming. He then saw more than ten young men with different appearances but excellent temperaments walk out of the hall. These people were all wearing black Juren robes.

"This person is Fang Yun, Fang Zhenguo. These people are all my schoolmates from the Confucius Academy." Li Fanming smiled as he introduced. The High Scholars all clasped their hands and bowed respectfully. Fang Yun immediately returned the gesture.

Then, Li Fanming introduced Fang Yun to these people. There were a total of sixteen people. Ten of them were from wealthy families and six were from aristocratic families. If this was in Jingguo, it would be enough to cause a stir in the capital. But on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Confucius City, it didn't seem that exaggerated.

Mr. and Mrs. Wei were exceptionally careful. So many of them were from aristocratic families, and they were all High Scholars. Yet, they came to look for Fang Yun, an Elementary Scholar. This meant that Fang Yun had the qualifications to interact with the descendants of the Half-saint aristocratic families. Even if they were from the younger generation of the aristocratic families, they were still unreachable existences.

Most of these people had smiles on their faces. They were kind and humble, but a few of them had fake smiles on their faces. There were even two people who couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

Fang Yun pretended not to know and greeted them one by one. However, he realized that apart from the direct descendants of the aristocratic families, the rest of them were from the side branches. None of them were direct descendants or direct descendants. However, those people wouldn't go to the Confucius Academy to study. Instead, they would go straight to the Notre-Dame.

Li Fanming had always been direct. He said, "I heard that you were here yesterday, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you to be meditating. Since it wasn't convenient for you to receive guests, I decided to leave at noon. I met up with them this morning to prepare for a Literary Meet in the afternoon and a Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meet in the evening. "

"Isn't today the 14th of August? Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meet tomorrow? "Fang Yun asked curiously.

Li Fanming smiled. "The Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meet is the Ten Nations Literary Meet. Of course, it will be held tomorrow. But Confucius City's own Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meet can't be held tomorrow, right? So, it can only be brought forward to the 14th of August. We have been discussing famous scholars for the past ten years and realized that you are the only one who can be absent from this Literary Meet. So, we came together. Since so many of us are here to invite you, you should at least give us some face. "

"This … Since you think so highly of me, I will accompany you." Fang Yun agreed casually.

"Look! I knew that Fang Yun doesn't put on airs. He's already on the front page of 'Holy Path' and yet he's still so approachable. Every time I tell someone that I know Fang Yun, I feel like my face is glowing. "Li Fanming joked.

"Don't slander me." Fang Yun said with a smile. Everyone else laughed as well.

"Everyone, please come in and take a seat." Fang Yun gestured towards the main hall. Everyone entered the house together.

Mr. and Mrs. Wei were busy brewing tea. Everyone was drinking tea while chatting.

"We are the same as you. Since we're all going to the Holy Ground, it can be considered fate that we're able to gather here today. Tomorrow night, we'll compete against each other. Come, let me use tea in place of wine to propose a toast to all of you. I hope that we'll be able to gather together after the Holy Ground. Let's drink and chat, "Li Fanming said with a smile, as if he was talking about something very normal.

However, the atmosphere in the main hall changed. Everyone silently raised their teacups and took a sip.

There were no fathers and sons in the Holy Ground.

In Saint Origin World, there was a Notre-Dame who upheld the Ten Nations ceremony, but there was nothing in the Holy Ground.

Li Fanming didn't seem to notice the atmosphere of the crowd. He said, "This time, I'm going to the Holy Ground to have some fun. If I find a treasure, I will be very happy to become a Saint. If I can't, I won't be angry. After all, we are all prideful people. After coming out of the Holy Ground, we have to continue living in the Ten Nations. Don't you think so? "

"Brother Li, you have a point. The Holy Ground is chaotic and we know what to do."

"We grew up reading the classics of the saints. There are some things that we can do, but some things that we can't do even if we die, "someone said.

"That's for sure."

Some people were firm, while others were vague. There were also some who remained silent.

Li Fanming continued with a smile, "Fang Yun is highly valued by my uncle's family. Even my grandfather likes him very much. Now that there are rumors about him and the Ji Family, if something happens to him in the Holy Ground, the Ji Family will be embarrassed. "

Everyone was solemn and realized that Li Fanming had discovered that their attitudes were not good. He immediately expressed his and the Ji Family's attitude towards Fang Yun. It was equivalent to saying that if anyone dared to harm Fang Yun in the Holy Ground, they would no longer be friends. As for what the Ji Family would do in the future, according to the rules, the hatred in the Holy Ground could not be brought outside, but the Ji Family would always have a way to take revenge.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Fang Yun said with a smile, "Fanming's words make me overjoyed. I didn't expect that even the Ji Family's Patriarch knows about me. In the future, I'll be proud too."

Everyone laughed and the matter was put to rest, but no one forgot Li Fanming's words.

When it was close to noon, a heavy sound came from outside and the ground shook.

Fang Yun's face changed because the sound was very familiar. It was the sound of the Barbarians' private army that he encountered on the 10th of the eighth month. It left a deep impression on him.

Fang Yun sat in the main hall and looked at the closed door opposite him.

The other High Scholars also looked curiously. The sound of the Barbarians' private army was getting louder and louder.

One of the High Scholars suddenly said, "From the sound of it, it seems to be a group of heavy cavalry. Other than Kong City's general, there is only one person who dares to use heavy cavalry in Kong City."

Everyone immediately realized who it was and looked at Fang Yun. The news that the Fierce Lord wanted to use Fang Yun to exchange for the mystical item in Fang Yun's hand had already spread.

A few of them showed a look of pity because the Fierce Lord's methods were very ruthless. Even the Xusheng Aristocrats could not do anything about it, let alone Fang Yun.

Li Fanming suddenly laughed coldly and said, "This is Kong City!" He then stood up.

Fang Yun sat steadily on the chair and said, "The guests are not here yet. Let's wait for a while. I haven't been out for the past few days. What did that person do? "

Li Fanming sat back on the chair and said, "Nothing much, just a Wen Bao Wu Hou Chariot."

Fang Yun's heart sank.

Zhuge Liang's research on the Wooden Ox Horse Chariot was based on his experience. He worked with the School of Mohism to create a special treasure called the Wu Hou Chariot. It looked like a big chair with a big umbrella on it, but it was actually a chariot with wheels. It was about eight feet long and contained the powerful mechanisms of the School of Mohism and the Gongshu family. It was an extremely powerful chariot.

The production of the Wu Hou Chariot was very low. It was said that there were only about ten of them.

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