"Fang Yun is facing off against the Dao of War!"
The news spread like wildfire in the Ten Nations.
In the north of Jingguo, Zhang Poyue rested his legs on the table and rested his head on his arms. He was sleeping soundly on a comfortable Demon Marquis bear leather chair. He suddenly opened his eyes and held his official seal.
"Damn it, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have stayed in the grassland! I have to stay away from the temple and watch the battle of the Dao of War! Fang Yun, that bastard, I'm wasting my time rearing eagles for him. "Zhang Poyue cursed while holding his official seal and entered the literary board.
In Ji County, County Magistrate Duan was trying a case in the main hall.
Although the county was small, there were many chores. The county magistrate was in charge of education, judging cases, military affairs, public security, and other matters. Only when he reached the level of the state capital would he be delegated power.
County Magistrate Duan frowned as he looked at the two old men in the court. The two of them were quarreling over an armored bull. The armored bull was the main force of farming. Although the injury of the bull was not a major case, it was a serious one. A little carelessness might cause harm to the people.
Suddenly, the official seal rang and County Magistrate Duan exclaimed in joy, "I have something important to do today, I'm dismissed!" County Magistrate Duan slammed the gavel and turned around to leave. He found a secluded place to connect to the temple and the literary board to watch the battle of the Dao of War.
The scholars from all over the Ten Nations who majored in the Dao of War quickly used their official seals to enter the literary board while those who didn't have an official seal or didn't have a high enough position could only watch and sigh.
In Qi Nation.
"Fang Yun's wings have indeed hardened." Li Fanming kicked the big rabbit beside him and quickly entered the literary board.
With a flash of darkness and light, Li Fanming appeared in a huge drill ground. In the middle of the drill ground was Fang Yun and Xin Zhi's map of the battlefield. On the map were winding mountains and rivers, green grass like a cushion. The barbarian tribes, Yunshan Pass and Yi County stood in the middle of the map according to a certain ratio.
On the map, there were some densely packed dots that represented the number of people in the two armies. Everyone could zoom in slightly. However, they couldn't see too carefully. After all, it was just a projection of talent and not the descent of the literary world. Hence, it was relatively rough.
Li Fanming looked around. Around the Drill Ground, there was a huge staircase for the audience. Everyone was translucent. The higher the position, the more solid their bodies were.
This was also a type of talent projection, but it consumed very little talent. As long as one was in the vicinity of the Sacred Temple, one could enter for free and watch the confrontation.
This was the famous "Upper Viewing Platform", where words were spoken from the wall.
When Li Fanming first came in, there were only a few tens of thousands of people on the observation deck. But as more and more people entered, they soon filled all the seats on the stairs. Then, the observation deck automatically expanded. To accommodate a larger audience.
Everyone was assigned to different areas of the observatory according to their country. Apart from that, the people from Two World Mountain and Sea of Purgatory were assigned to one area. The people from the various ancient lands were also sent to different places.
People in the same place could converse with each other, but people from two different places couldn't. Otherwise, this place would become a debate.
Li Fanming, who was in the Qi Nation's camp, didn't say anything. He listened to the conversations of the people around him.
As a neutral country, the Kingdom of Qi did not talk about Xin Zhi at all. They completely treated him as an insignificant person. They talked about Fang Yun all the time.
However, Fang Yun had no experience in leading troops in battle. When Fang Yun divided his troops into two groups, one attacking the Barbarian Tribe and the other slowly heading to Yi County, the Kingdom of Qi exploded.
"What kind of military strategy is he using?"
"Why is he doing this?"
"Is he planning to destroy everything indiscriminately or divert the disaster?"
Li Fanming didn't cultivate the art of war, so he didn't say much. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Jingguo.
Jingguo was different from the Kingdom of Qi. They all deduced Fang Yun's tactics and insisted that Fang Yun would definitely win.
Although many people looked worried, no one objected. No matter what, they couldn't boost the morale of others and destroy their own prestige.
On the other hand, Gyeongo also fully supported Xin Zhi and kept mocking Fang Yun.
After Fang Yun's 10,000 Luoshan Soldiers were killed by the Barbarians, Gyeongo's ridicule of Fang Yun reached its peak. Even the experienced and wise military masters were certain that Fang Yun would lose without a doubt.
However, after Fang Yun used a borrowed knife to kill people and influenced the Barbarians to attack Xin Zhi's grain team, the scholars of various countries exclaimed.
"What kind of military strategy is this?"
"How can a mere Jinshi confuse thousands of Barbarians and Barbarians?"
"The military strategy he used to disguise himself and the military strategy he used to hide his tracks are actually the same kind of military strategy!"
"What kind of military strategy did he use on the 20,000 Jingguo soldiers? Why didn't it appear?"
"Before those 10,000 soldiers died, he also used military strategy. Why didn't it work?"
It was only at this point that the scholars came to a realization. They didn't expect Fang Yun to be able to deal with thousands of Barbarians so easily.
The people of Gyeongo also felt that something was wrong. However, when Xin Zhi led 15,000 soldiers to chase after Fang Yun's 5,000 soldiers, all the people of Gyeongo cheered.
"Xin Zhi is going to win!"
"Gyeongo is going to win!"
The people of Jingguo were frightened by Xin Zhi's 15,000 soldiers. Many of them started to criticize Xin Zhi.
"This Hanlin is really rebellious! Even if we were to clash in terms of the art of war, he would not dare to call a Illusionary Divine dream master a child! "
"When I go back, I must go to the Notre-Dame's Hall of Rites to complain about him!"
"This Xin Zhi, I think his tail won't grow. Although it's normal for two armies to curse each other, he used this opportunity to vent his anger and insult Xusheng. His mouth should be smashed!"
Zhang Poyue snorted and said, "I know this person. Back then, I chased him around the sea. If he didn't run fast enough, I might have smashed his mouth!"
"Eh? Zoom in and see, Fang Yun doesn't seem to be afraid at all. He's still running towards the Barbarian Tribe! "
"What's going on? Is he trying to force Xin Zhi's cavalry and infantry to distance themselves? "
"Maybe Fang Xusheng has a special military strategy that allows him to defeat Xin Zhi's 5,000 soldiers and then escape safely."
"Impossible. I know a little about Xin Zhi. Not only is he swift and decisive, but he's also very good at fighting. Once the two armies fight, his 5,000 soldiers will definitely be able to penetrate Fang Xusheng's cavalry. What's more, the number of Hanlin and Jinshi on both sides is similar. The best result would be a lose-lose situation. Then, Xin Zhi's 10,000 soldiers will arrive and win. "
"It's a pity that there is no Holy Page in this level of warfare. Hence, there is no way to use a poem to stop the enemy. Otherwise, Fang Xu Sheng would be able to escape."
"Is Fang Xusheng really going to lose?"
"Not necessarily."
"Let's wait and see."
Unknowingly, there were more scholars in the audience. No matter where they were, they were all watching quietly. No one spoke.
On the battlefield of the thirteenth cloud ladder, Fang Yun led 5,000 soldiers and fled towards the west.
Because the 5,000 soldiers were tired and the effect of swift and decisive had worn off, their speed was completely behind Xin Zhi's cavalry.
Xin Zhi's cavalry and Fang Yun's cavalry were getting closer and closer, but they were getting further and further away from the 10,000 soldiers behind them. Soon, they were ten miles away.
The Hanlin General who was leading the infantry hurriedly reminded Xin Zhi. However, Xin Zhi was eager for revenge. He was sure that victory was in his hands, so he still urged his horse to chase.
One chased while the other fled. Soon, they were close to the place where the 10,000 soldiers of Jingguo died.
Xin Zhi said loudly, "Today, I will bury you with these soldiers so that you can accompany them on the road to hell! Ha … "
Xin Zhi's laughter suddenly stopped. He realized that the blood stains on the corpses were slowly disappearing. Groups and groups of Jingguo soldiers stood up and gathered quickly.
Fang Yun and the 5,000 soldiers slowed down and turned around.
The horses' nostrils were steaming hot, and the riders on them were breathing rapidly. Thousands of spearheads shone under the afternoon sun and pointed at Xin Zhi's army.
Tens of thousands of soldiers gathered at the back.
The 10,000 soldiers of Luoshan were killed by the barbarians, but now they were all resurrected, albeit with injuries. Except for a few hundred who were seriously injured, most of them were only lightly injured. They still had the strength to fight.
The scholars in the audience were originally sitting. Now, they were all shocked and in an uproar.
"Yao Li assassinated Qing Ji. King Wu cut off Yao Li's arm. He killed Yao Li's wife. Qing Ji believed it and took Yao Li in, but was assassinated by Yao Li! "
"In order to save his life, Gou Jian tasted Fu Chai's feces. After that, he endured hardships and destroyed Wu Gongcheng!"
"Fang Yun abandoned the exam because of this technique! What a terrifying talent. At such a young age, he actually understood the strategy of injuring himself! "
"Using minor injuries as a substitute for death, he hid here and lured Xin Zhi here. How ruthless!"
"Not only Xin Zhi, but even the military scholars would not have expected Fang Xusheng to be so proficient in the art of war. There are similar strategies in the art of war, but they are so effective. I have never heard of them. Where did he learn the theory of the art of war? Where did he learn the art of war? Where did he learn the art of war? If one of the three is missing, the power will be limited. "
"However, Xin Zhi still has the strength to fight."
Xin Zhi hurriedly ordered his troops to turn around.
"Fang Yun, when I join forces with the army behind me, we will kill you!" Xin Zhi appeared fierce on the outside but was weak on the inside. He was somewhat afraid in his heart, but he still believed that he still had a chance to win.
"You have no chance!"
Just as Fang Yun finished speaking, a total of 20,000 infantrymen suddenly appeared a few hundred meters away from Xin Zhi's army. Under the effect of the art of war, they accelerated and charged over.
They were secretly crossing the Chen Cang.
"Kill!" The 20,000 infantrymen roared.
"Kill!" The 5,000 cavalrymen and the 10,000 infantrymen who were resurrected shouted in unison.
Attacking from both sides, their killing intent soared.
Fang Yun's 35,000 infantrymen had all arrived. In front of such a force, Xin Zhi's 5,000 personal guards were like small boats in a storm.
"I can't lose! Everyone, protect me and charge out of this place! Charge out of this place! We still have a chance! There are still 10,000 troops behind us! "
"Commander, it's not good. The remaining 2,000 barbarians are charging towards the 10,000 troops behind us!"
Xin Zhi was stunned for a moment before he understood. After the barbarians fought with the grain transport team, they naturally returned the way they came. With the barbarians' bravery, they would definitely fight to the death when they saw the 10,000 troops charging towards their tribe.
"Pu …" Xin Zhi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Only now did he realize that it was not Fang Yun who valued strategy but Fang Yun who had planned everything. The entire barbarian tribe had been used by Fang Yun as a proper army to attack his army.
Once, they were used by Fang Yun's art of war. Now, they were used by Fang Yun's wisdom.
Xin Zhi gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and charged towards the 20,000 infantrymen. The 5,000 cavalrymen could not turn around in time and could only charge forward.
However, among the 20,000 infantrymen, there were a large number of Xiucai, High Scholar and Jinshi. There was also a Hanlin Academy student. Their numbers were definitely superior to Xin Zhi's 5,000 cavalrymen.
Fang Yun and Xin Zhi were not allowed to use war poems or battle of words, but the scholars here could!
After a while, more than half of the cavalrymen were drowned in the brilliant light of war poems. The remaining cavalrymen quickly sank into the quagmire of the 20,000 troops.
Not long after, a general raised Xin Zhi's head with a spear and faced Fang Yun under the setting sun.
"Commander is victorious!"
The cheers from the 10,000 troops shook the heavens.
The sun shone on Fang Yun's face.
(To be continued …) R1292
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