The Qing Emperor smiled and said, "Good! You are indeed a good man of Gyeongo! Since General Xin has such great ambitions, I will do my best to cooperate! Don't worry, even if you fail, I will not blame you. "
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xin Zhi appeared to be grateful, but in his heart, he had seen through everything. If he failed, he would definitely become the Qing Emperor's scapegoat. But to leave his name in history, everything was worth it!
Some Gyeongo officials lowered their heads slightly and sighed in their hearts. The Qing Emperor was becoming more and more irresponsible. In the past, the Qing Emperor was high-spirited, but in recent years, under the influence of Wu Guo and Fang Yun, he became more and more cautious. In many aspects, he was even worse than the Empress Dowager of Jingguo.
Ao Huang's face darkened. He thought to himself that in the future, he must obstruct the trade between the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace and Gyeongo. Gyeongo, from the Emperor to the officials, was not a good person. Look at the Empress Dowager of Jingguo. She did not even blame him for stealing the Night-Luminescent Pearl from her hall.
Ao Huang immediately looked around the main hall of the palace, but in the end, he could only helplessly find nothing.
In the main hall, two dragon thrones were placed side by side.
The Qing Emperor turned to look at Fang Yun and smiled. "Fang Xusheng, General Xin is willing to represent Gyeongo as a stake of a prefecture. I wonder if Fang Xusheng dares to accept the challenge?"
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Then I will high-five Qing Emperor as an oath. As long as I defeat General Xin, this battle will determine the ownership of the Ten Prefectures!"
"Good!"
The Qing Emperor and Fang Yun raised their hands at the same time and high-fived each other.
The two of them were clearly just high-fiving each other, but all the officials, including the great Confucian scholars, gently lowered their heads.
Their applause seemed to have a strange power. The sound was like the collapse of a mountain, but it was also full of vitality, like spring thunder.
This voice began to spread in all directions, using the various Holy Temples as relay stations.
Not long after, everyone in Gyeongo and Jingguo could hear the two people clapping. The same sound could also be heard from Notre-Dame.
Everyone who heard the voice naturally knew that Fang Yun and Xin Zhi were going to compete in the art of war to determine the ownership of a prefecture.
The scholars of the Qing Kingdom were all very happy, but the scholars of the Jing Kingdom were all very worried. This was because they were competing in the art of war. Xin Zhi had at least an eighty percent chance of winning.
The Gyeongo people had long been intimidated by Fang Yun's Literary Name and were afraid of failure. On the other hand, the Jingguo people had blind faith in Fang Yun and believed that Fang Yun would definitely win.
In the main hall, Fang Yundao said, "In that case, I would like to invite the two Literary Ministers of the two countries to be witnesses and guide me and General Xin to communicate with the Holy Temple, to connect to Sun Tzu's literary world, and to enter the Military School's Thirteen Cloud Ladders."
Jiang Hechuan clasped his hands together and said, "Illusionary Divine Master, this battle is similar to the Literary Battle. It can be conducted in private or open to the public. You can also invite the public to watch the battle through the Literary Battle Board."
Fang Yundao said, "Open it, there's no need to be secretive. What does General Xin think? "
"This one agrees," Xin Zhi said.
"Good, then let's compete in the art of war here. After that, let's go to the Holy Temple for the Literary War."
After Kang Ha-chuan finished speaking, he exchanged glances with Gyeongo's Literary Minister. The two of them took out their official seals at the same time and communicated with the Holy Temple.
Not far away, the Holy Temple at the center of Baling City suddenly trembled, and then a transparent shockwave spread out in all directions. Afterward, the Holy Temple projected a ball of white light that transformed into a gigantic hemispherical cover that fell over the main hall of the palace, protecting everyone within.
Two water-like rays of light fell down. Fang Yun and Xin Zhi were lifted up by the egg-shaped shield and suspended in mid-air. The egg-shaped shield seemed to be filled with a water-like liquid, making the two of them feel as if they were wandering in the sea. Naturally, they closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Two milky-white streaks of light shot into the foreheads of Fang Yun and Xin Zhi.
A few scholars revealed looks of pride. Sending one's body into the literary world or some other place was time-consuming and energy-consuming, but this sort of 'Talent Projection' allowed one's mind to enter many places with only a small amount of talent.
The Human race originally did not possess this strange power, but the Saints of the Human race had studied the Celestial Tree and gathered the strength of the various schools to finally research the power of Talent Projection.
That was where the Human race was stronger than the Barbarian Demons, and also one of the root causes of the Barbarian Demons' fear. The Barbarian Demons had been in contact with the Celestial Tree for tens of thousands of years, but so far, they had not been able to research any relevant Sage Dao.
Above the Talent Projection, there was an even rarer "Literary Realm Descent" that could only be formed under special circumstances, and it had to be used by the Half-saint himself.
Scholars could only see the scene of Talent Projection through the literary rankings, and those who were at least Scholars could do so.
If the Literary Realm Descent happened, those with talent could watch it near the Holy Temple.
Unless it was a major event at the level of the Ten Nations, the Notre-Dame would not form a light screen for everyone in the Ten Nations to see because it would consume too much talent. Generally, it would only happen during the Ten Nations Grand Tournament every year.
Fang Yun only felt sleepy and fell asleep. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt a chill in his body and hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a military tent. There was a table in front of him, and there were two rows of officials in front of him. The sunlight at the entrance of the military tent shone brightly.
Two guards stood facing each other at the entrance of the military tent with resolute expressions.
Outside the door, there were many officers of lower ranks.
Fang Yun looked down and realized that he was still wearing the Scholar's uniform, but there was an additional layer of standard golden armor on the outside. There was a symbol on the armor, which made Fang Yun realize that he was already a third-grade military governor.
A third-grade military governor was the highest military officer in a state, and he commanded at least 30,000 soldiers and soldiers.
Fang Yun had experienced the Talent Projection Martial Arts many times, and he even knew that the military school's 13 cloud ladders were actually imitating the Talent Projection Martial Arts. Hence, he immediately calmed down.
Fang Yun glanced at the officials and memorized their faces and uniforms. He then said in a deep voice, "Raise the tent and roll call!"
The general who was closest to him stood up straight, held his head high, and said loudly, "I'm Wang Yinglu, a fourth-grade rebel-suppressing general from the Ming Mountain Army. Greetings, Commander-in-Chief!"
Wang Yinglu sat down after saying that, and the next person stood up and said loudly, "I'm Su Yuankui, a fourth-grade rebel-suppressing general from the Hongshan Army. Greetings, Commander-in-Chief!"
"I'm Jia Lan, a fourth-grade rebel-suppressing general from the Luoshan Army. Greetings, Commander-in-Chief."
"I'm Xue Yue, a fourth-grade commander-in-chief. Greetings, Commander-in-Chief."
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Fang Yun quietly listened to everyone's self-introductions. The military officials from the fourth-grade to the sixth-grade were all in the tent, and those who had the prefix "commander-in-chief" were all civil officials in the military. They did not participate in battles and were in charge of the various affairs of the military.
Fang Yun was very familiar with the official system of the human race. Five hundred people formed a camp, three thousand people formed a guard, ten thousand people formed an army, thirty thousand to fifty thousand people formed an army, and above fifty thousand people formed an army.
Through the numbers and positions of these officials, Fang Yun found out that he had three armies of around ten thousand people under him. They were all named after the local mountains, and the three fourth-grade generals were all titled generals. Each army had a fifth-grade deputy general and a sixth-grade commander-in-chief.
The three titled generals were all from the Hanlin Academy.
Other than the three armies, he also had a five-thousand Personal Guard, which was led by a fifth-grade commander-in-chief who was a Jinshi.
Each army was divided into three guards, and each guard had three thousand people. The commander-in-chief was a Jinshi.
Each guard had six camps, and each camp had five hundred people. The commander-in-chief was seventh-grade, and most of them were High Scholars. There were also some young Jinshi. However, these commander-in-chief were all outside the tent.
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