Saint of the Confucian way

"If the Marquis is here, the Pearl River Army will not be defeated!" Fang Yun looked indifferent.

"Then next time the demon barbarians attack the city, I'll see how your Pearl River Army can survive for three days! Prince Jing and Marquis Shang Wu, please help me at that time." Gou Bao said.

"It's a piece of work." Prince Jing smiled.

Shang Wuhou also nodded gently.

The generals of the Pearl River Army were stunned. It was originally a competition between the Pearl River Army and Qishan army. Now Qishan army suddenly has two great scholars to join, and its strength has doubled. Qishan army is likely to surpass the Pearl River Army as long as it seizes the opportunity. In particular, Prince Jing and Marquis Shang Wu have participated in the war for many days and have rich experience. They will try their best to make military achievements. The Pearl River Army can't compare with Qishan army anyway.

Zhang Qingfeng in the Pearl River Army is also a bachelor, but he has just been promoted. The three university scholars of keqishan army are all Bachelor of chengyijing, while Fang Yun is only a Bachelor of gewujing. There is a knowledge realm between them. The gap is too big.

"Shameless!" Wang Li couldn't help shouting angrily.

Fang Yun said, "it doesn't hurt. The first battle between Liangjie mountain must be played beautifully to let the demon world know the name of our Pearl River Army! As for surpassing Qishan army, it's just an incidental benefit. Everyone, cheer up and do morning exercises!"

"Promise!"

All the officers and men listened to the order and began to stretch out and do morning exercises at the head of the city.

"Hum!" Gou Bao snorted coldly and ordered Qishan army to do morning exercises.

Fang Yun looked ahead, the day in the world, and the blood moon in the demon world.

Under the bloody sky, the gray demon city stands among hundreds of millions of white tents.

Fang Yun read it for a moment and immediately sent it to Xie Bingzhi, the general secretary of the literary department.

"Help me ask the Ministry of war whether there are more demon savage tents?"

Xie Bingzhi, who was not far away, looked at Fang Yun in surprise and looked out of the city. The demon man's tent was white, like white paper paved with yellow desert. It was endless, and it was difficult to increase or decrease the number of demon men.

"Please wait."

After a while, Xie Bingzhi, holding his official seal, hurried to Fang Yun and said in a low voice, "Lord, the military headquarters got the news two quarters of an hour ago. Only last night, the demon world sent 30 million more troops to Liangjie mountain. This number is still increasing. In three days, it may increase by 100 million."

Fang Yun frowns. The demon world is too big and there are too many demons.

The barbarians in the north of Shengyuan can only mobilize more than 100 million barbarians to the south, but in the demon world, any demon Barbarian King can control 100 million tribes, while the semi holy tribes can be as little as 500 million and as much as 1 billion.

The number of demons and barbarians in those great holy tribes is more than 3 billion. As for the ancestral God family, it monopolizes a domain, and the vassal demons and barbarians are calculated by 10 billion.

In terms of quantity, the Terran can't compare with the demon man at all. In those years, the demon man lived and died the ancient demon with a huge number and became the Lord of the world.

Fortunately, Terrans have two boundary mountains. If they fight head-on, they will never have any chance to win.

"I see." Fang Yun said.

Xie Bingzhi smiled and said, "before dinner today, the literary division assigned the literary circle 'grey robe'. I have several acquaintances with strong strength. I greeted several Hanlin and asked them to come to the Pearl River Army. There are five, two Hanlin and three Jinshi. They will arrive in a quarter of an hour at most."

Fang Yun gently pointed and said, "thank you, Mr. Xie. What do you need to pay attention to when dealing with the 'grey robe'?"

"Don't be deceived by rumors. The grey robes are actually very easy to contact. They just don't talk. They've mentioned it before. There's nothing special. If there's no accident, there won't be any grey robes at the end of Bi Shen's war. After all, they are mainly preparing for the second battle of liangjieshan." Xie Bing knows.

"So good."

Soon, dozens of scholars in grey robes climbed the wall. They were in groups and went to different literary armies.

Under the leadership of Xie Bingzhi, the five people in grey robes went to Fangyun.

The people in the literary circles looked at the five gray robes curiously, and their eyes were full of respect. Most people didn't know how to speak, but looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun scanned five people.

Five people's grey robes had hoods, four people wore hats, and only one young man did not wear them.

The two Hanlin were over 50 years old, and their grey robes had been washed a little white. It seemed that they had been wearing them for at least ten years. One was very tall and thin, the other was ordinary, and both of them had no expression.

One of them was nothing special, but the tall and thin Hanlin, wearing a mask on his mouth, tightly strangled his face.

Fang Yun looked at the three Jinshi, two of whom were about 30 years old. His expression was as boring as wood as the two Hanlin, but the third one was a little different. He was the gray robe without a hat.

The grey robed Jinshi's hair was a little naturally curled, with a smile on his face. He looked only twenty-eight or seventy-eight. He just closed his mouth tightly and didn't show his teeth.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Zhang Longxiang, Marquis of the Pearl River, has seen five people. We understand the rules and don't say much else. I hope we can all walk down the wall safely. Finally, thank you!"

Fang Yun finished and bowed his head to pay tribute.

The 200000 people of the Pearl River Army bow their heads together.

Five people straightened up without any response.

Then, Xie Bingzhi introduced five people one by one. First, he introduced the tall and thin.

"This Hanlin is Xu Changxiang. Many first battle poems enter the second realm."

"This Hanlin is Hu Cheng. He is a master of defensive war poetry. He was just promoted to Hanlin when Wenqu star split."

"This Jinshi is Lu Ting. No accident, he can be promoted to Hanlin within two years."

"This Jinshi is Bai Siwen and is good at poetry."

"This smiling guy is a child of my neighbor's family. His name is Du Ling. We grew up together in the mountain back city of the two circles. However, I still raise people and go to the literary circle department. He became a Jinshi early and took the initiative to join the grey robe."

Fang Yun smiled and said, "there has been no war these days. The five can act independently. Once the demon barbarians attack the city, please stand behind the team. I don't have any big rules here. You can do chores or write some war poems to help the war. However, once the war starts, I suggest you stand with the organs in the rear and try to ensure the safety of the organs."

Xu Changxiang, who was headed by Xu Changxiang, nodded gently to show his command.

After two days, the demon man didn't fight, but the third morning, the demon man camp began to move, and the two boundary mountains changed accordingly.

The army that had served as a guard retreated, and in addition to the 14 armies in the literary world, 36 armies climbed the wall.

The Jieshan city wall is 51 Li long, and 50 armies guard one li of city sections respectively. Each city section from one to 50 has been numbered.

The main force of Liangjie mountain is numbered by numbers. It is said that it originated from the 50 sections of the city wall.

The "command department" of the military headquarters is standing in the sky with its feet on the green clouds, using spring thunder to constantly issue orders.

"The main force, the 17th army, goes to the first city section."

"The main force, the 18th army, goes to the second city section."

……

"Shengyuan army, white robed army, go to the 27th city section."

……

"Wenjie army, Qishan army, go to the 45th city section."

"Cultural army, Zhujiang army, go to the 46th city section."

As soon as the big secretary's words fell, Fang Yun stood in the front of the Pearl River Army, pulled out the general's sword, pointed to the front, and his tongue burst with spring thunder.

"Run, move forward!"

The Pearl River Army officially joined the war.

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