Fang Yun took a closer look. The barbarians were arranged in a total of fifteen huge square formations. One of the formations was made up of cavalry. The mounts were dragon horses and armored bulls. The slow but powerful barbarian bears and elephant barbarians rode on top of them. Once they charged, it would be a disaster for the human race.
A blood-red flag floated above the formation.
Fang Yun was shocked the moment he saw the flag. The edges of the flag seemed to be inlaid with gold. This was the famous Gold Inlaid Flag. It was one of the symbols of the Personal Guard of the Demon Realm.
With the Gold Inlaid Flag, the barbarians would have an endless supply of blood. Their body's healing ability would be raised to the limit, and the power of their demonic arts would be increased by at least fifty percent!
The Gold Inlaid Flag would impart the demon race's more perfect fighting style to the barbarians, allowing them to subconsciously use their well-practiced fighting style. The one hundred and fifty thousand barbarians were comparable to four hundred thousand barbarians.
No one would have thought that the Lord of Plagues would be willing to waste his energy to equip a bunch of barbarians into his personal army.
Fang Yun took a closer look and exclaimed, "There's not a single Demon Overlord! He's actually prepared to use one hundred and fifty thousand barbarians to exhaust our talents and force us to leave! "
"Before he finishes accumulating his strength, he has no intention of fighting with us."
"As expected of the Lord of Plagues. Even if he doesn't study the art of war, he knows how to target our weaknesses! Everyone, we have already planned the battle with all our might. The rest is up to you! "
"Now that things have come to this, we can only fight!"
"Three hundred against one hundred and fifty thousand. I'd like to see if the last one standing on this land is the human race or the barbarians!"
"We are scholars. We seek a meteoric rise in literature, and we seek to destroy the barbarians. Now is the time to destroy the barbarians! "
"I used to be ashamed of dying in the hunting ground, but after hearing Lord Fang's words today, I've realized that the barbarians and barbarians are eyeing us covetously. When and where is a battlefield? May the human race prosper! "
"May the human race prosper!"
The scholars shouted loudly. Then, they put down their clothes and made their final preparations.
All the middle-aged scholars stood at the front, the young scholars stood in the middle, and the new scholars stood at the back.
Before they discussed the deployment of troops, Ma Chaoming had said that they were old. If they could not be promoted to the Hanlin Academy at the age of forty, there was no hope for them in this life. At a time like this, they should leave the chance of survival to the young.
The trembling of the earth grew louder and louder. The majestic momentum of the 150,000 barbarians advancing even surpassed that of 300,000 human beings.
The gold-rimmed flag emitted streaks of bloody light and condensed into a faint bloody mist among the hundred and fifty thousand barbarians. The bloody mist could slightly obscure and distort the enemy's vision. At the same time, it could weaken the power of the enemy's Grand Scholar Battle Poem by thirty percent!
The qi and blood of the barbarian army grew thicker and thicker, gradually forming a smoke of qi and blood that soared into the sky, causing their aura to grow stronger and stronger.
Many of the demons and barbarians were clearly afraid, but under the influence of the Qi and Blood smoke, they didn't dare to do anything. His breathing gradually became heavy, and his eyes gradually turned red. His killing intent became even more intense, and he was no longer timid.
The two sides were getting closer and closer.
The three hundred Human Clan Grand Scholars began to compose poems one after another. Almost everyone wrote a poem of Cao Zhi's "White Horse Poem" and Fang Yun's "White Horse Hero Poem". However, Ji Zhibai and the Zong family members did not learn Fang Yun's poem. They were ashamed.
In addition to the "White Horse General" and "White Horse Ranger", many scholars also called out the generals formed by their own poems. Although they were slightly weaker, they could help him block the damage at the critical moment. They were equivalent to ordinary Demon Commanders. Their power was extraordinary.
Fang Yun looked forward. His Ice Cavalry could fight against ten enemies at once with the help of the Weak Water Strange Wind. However, in front of the 100,000 barbarian army, their power was greatly reduced. Moreover, he could only maintain three thousand Ice Cavalry at the same time. If he had more, it would consume an astronomical amount of talent.
Fang Yun thought that it was fortunate that in addition to the Weak Water Strange Wind, there was another way to strengthen the "Wind and Rain Dream Battle".
"Everyone, at this moment, the best way is for hundreds of new scholars to write the" Wind and Rain Dream Battle ". I will first write a poem that prays for rain to strengthen it. Does anyone have a poem that can conflict with the wind and rain?"
"No." Someone said. No one objected.
"Then I will make a fool of myself."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he dipped the back of the Inkstone Turtle in ink and began to write. The Inkstone Turtle usually ran away desperately, but now it was motionless and had no intention of running away.
"Black clouds cover the mountain with ink, white rain drops and pearls enter the crown. The whirlwind blows suddenly, the water in the spring hunting ground is like the sky! "
After the poem was completed, dark clouds came from all directions and gathered in the sky, but they could not cover the demon mountain.
The white rain fell from the sky like jade pearls, jumping into the crowns or the heads of the people. A strong wind blew, and a large amount of rain fell on the ground, reflecting the sky, making the water on the ground almost the same as the sky.
This poem was not only strengthened by the precious pen and ink, but the Inkstone Turtle was a dragon turtle, a real dragon species. Fang Yun was also a person who had eaten the dragon pearl. When the dragon power came out, heavy rain poured down.
The rain was so heavy that it required at least a Grand Scholar to summon such heavy rain.
Before the heavy rain wet everyone's paper, Fang Yun snorted, and the power of the dragon pearl formed the ability to control the rain, making the rain slightly away from everyone.
Ma Chaoming laughed and said, "My human race has more than one battle poem with the help of wind and rain. I like Duke Jian Mei's Wind and Rain Sword Poem the most. I once imitated it, and it can be used!"
"I didn't want to use wind and rain battle poems, but Fang Xusheng is so magical, so I use wind and rain to kill the barbarians!"
Fang Yun slowly wrote Wind and Rain Dream Battle, and the fog butterflies kept releasing weak water and strange wind.
Most of the new Jinshi were ready to write Wind and Rain Dream Battle, because the ice cavalry with the power of weak water and strange wind was the most powerful when consuming the same amount of talent.
However, they were not Fang Yun, who could maintain the existence of the ice cavalry for a long time. They could only write when the barbarians were close.
The barbarians were close.
"Woo …"
The horn of the barbarians suddenly sounded, and a terrifying aura like an ancient giant beast or an ancient monster came, which made most of the Jinshi lose their courage.
The qi and blood above the one hundred and fifty thousand barbarians became thicker, and the wind and rain could not enter, and the dark clouds dispersed.
Qiao Juze suppressed his trembling hand. He was the same as the other new Jinshi. Although he had some experience, he had never fought with so many barbarians. No matter how brave he was, he could not be stronger than an army of one hundred and fifty thousand barbarians.
Qiao Juze took a deep breath and said, "Fang Yun, recite a poem to boost our courage."
"Yes, recite one."
"Okay, I'll show you my incompetence!"
After Fang Yun finished, he pondered for a while and recited with a thunderous voice, "The human Jinshi rushed to the demon mountain, not called the barbarians a horse to return. If I'm willing to serve my country, why should I live in the Jade Gate Pass? "
Many of the Jinshi were filled with blood and cheered.
"The Jade Gate Pass was originally the barrier between the human race and the barbarians. This poem compares the Jade Gate Pass as the barrier between the Ancient Land of Desolation and the Saint Origin World. As long as one has the heart to serve the human race, even death is worth it!"
"If I'm willing to serve my country, why should I live in the Jade Gate Pass? Well said! I can die without regrets! "After Qiao Juze finished, he calmed down, and the hand holding the writing brush became more stable.
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