Saint of the Confucian way

Most people don't know the state of their body, but like Fang Yun, many scholars who surpass Jinshi know what happened at the first time.

"My God... How many years have Terrans not seen war poetry forever?"

"The last time war poetry YONGGU appeared, it was Chen Qingzhi and Chen Sheng who led the army among the demons and barbarians, and only more than 100 people benefited. Later, some of the more than 100 people, even if they were not scholars, could kill barbarians with weapons. They were very handsome! As for those scholars, they were promoted soon, and the imperial examinations were very smooth."

"Now... 300000 soldiers in our country are like this!"

"What is war poetry YONGGU?"

"Speak quickly!"

"YONGGU war poetry" is a poetic vision. It is under the action of various strange forces, the power of a first war poetry will be preserved forever. Generally, it is mainly based on the power of blessing, such as increasing protection poetry, strengthening military poetry or expedition poetry. Of course, in rare cases, there are also YONGGU war call poetry or anti protection poetry. It is said that Cao Zhi has a YONGGU gallop poetry, while Li Daoyuan and Li Sheng are YONGGU He created "Tai Hu Yin."

"Then our bodies will always be so strong?"

"Not only that, after getting the blessing of others' man Jiang Hong in the future, as long as the power of the new man Jiang Hong exceeds this poem, its own power will be improved!"

"Terrible!"

At present, the whole army is in the period of reading, and the severity of military discipline is no less than that of the battlefield. But now, all soldiers can't help whispering and whispering. Military discipline is extremely lax, which is enough to make all generals angry.

But now, no one cares.

Tangtang Jingjun stretched out his hands to touch the Dragon Robe, touching his face and legs, like a little monkey, but even the most demanding imperial censor didn't remind him to pay attention to the occasion.

Because those imperial governors are also secretly observing their changes.

Suddenly, a Jinshi asked, "there is a characteristic of the baptism of the halls, that is, the first child left after the baptism will inherit part of the power of the baptism of the halls. He is very smart and tall. Will our next first child get the eternal red river?"

Whether it was the viewing platform or the 300000 troops, they all fried the pot and began to discuss this possibility everywhere.

Some scholars couldn't help but pick up the official seal and show off the baptism of the public hall and YONGGU's man Jiang Hong on the discussion list, which immediately aroused the envy of scholars from all over the world.

In ordinary times, YONGGU's man Jiang Hong can only say that a little is better than nothing. But when the two circles go to war at any time, YONGGU's man Jiang Hong is worth at least half his life!

When facing the demon generals at the same level, the reaction of the Terran is far inferior. Once they are close, they will die. However, those who have obtained YONGGU's man Jiang Hong have a reaction ability that can fully keep up with the demon generals, and their strength is no less than that of the demon generals who do not use their Qi and blood. As long as they hold sharp weapons and practice fighting skills, they are more than 70% likely to win even close!

An old man looked at the 300000 young soldiers, suddenly sighed softly and said: "All these children have great luck. From tomorrow on, they won't have to go to the battlefield. They will all be surrounded to study hard and take part in the imperial examination. At least they can't be released until scholars. Otherwise, it will be a natural disaster! 70% of the best strategists in Jingguo will come from here in the next 50 years. If I had this adventure in those days, I would be at least a scholar now 。”

"It's said that there is meat to eat with Fang Xusheng. It's really dragon liver and Phoenix gall! Just let Fang Xusheng read the soldiers and get such a great benefit. What a benefit if he follows Fang Xusheng in the future!"

"These 300000 soldiers will be practical Fang Yun students in the future. They will give YONGGU war poetry and be baptized in the halls. It's not too much to say that they are kind and rebuilt!"

"Look at those soldiers. They are tearful. If this is not the senior colonel's field and if there is no empress dowager here, they may have begun to kneel down and worship Xie Shengen!"

"Where Fang Yun is, the soul of the army goes with him. This compares many soldiers to everyone."

"It seems that what determines the ownership of the military soul is not the art of war, but the heart of the army!"

"Look, some people don't look good!"

When they looked around, they saw that Liushan and the nearby Zuo Xiangdang people were like dog tail grass in a large area of sunflowers. No matter how they covered it up, their faces showed unspeakable frustration and disappointment.

Liu Shan's concentration and self-restraint can be called the crown juejing country, but there is a trace of anger on his face at this time.

"They... Are really one in a thousand."

All the people laughed. There were more than 300000 people here, and there were more than 200 people in the Liushan department, almost one thousandth of them. They didn't get the baptism of Zhan shiyonggu and the halls. Naturally, it was one in a thousand miles.

"In addition to the people of Liushan, it seems that some officials and soldiers have not been baptized by war poetry YONGGU and the halls!"

"Needless to say, none of these people are spies. They can deceive us, but they can't deceive the military soul and the holy yard."

Those who were clearly not the leftist party but did not receive the blessing of war poetry were all disheartened and silent, while all the officers, soldiers and scholars nearby stared at them with extreme vigilance.

At the moment, Fang Yun is happier than everyone else, because this poem is not an ordinary expedition poem. As a user of this poem, he obtains much more power than others. He calls the virtual shadow of literary giant Wei Qing. What is eternal is not only the enhancement of his body and mind, but also a power that never appeared in Shengyuan continent. Because this power is related to the military soul, Fang Yun is named "The power of the military soul" echoes the killing power of the strategists.

At this moment, Fang Yun can clearly feel all the nuances of the emotions, movements, breathing and so on of all the people attached to the "man Jiang Hong". Even though the scholars have the power of grid and knowledge, it is impossible to see hundreds of thousands of people at a glance. Now, Fang Yun can do it.

Fang Yun even knew that as long as his mind moved, he could issue more than 300000 different orders in an instant, so that every soldier could get orders at the first time and strictly implement them.

This kind of strength on the battlefield is enough to double the strength of the army!

When commanding hundreds of thousands or even millions of soldiers, it has limited effect on ordinary soldiers, but if it is used to command a large number of scholars or a large number of barbarian private soldiers, it is not only a problem of doubling, but a nightmare of the world!

The most terrible thing is that this is an independent force. Fang Yun can be completed only by consuming insignificant talents, even without distraction and occupying the power of one mind and two purposes!

After a long discussion, the people gradually subsided. Gu Mingzhou, the Minister of the Ministry of officials, coughed gently, and his tongue burst with spring thunder: "Fang Xusheng, it's time to go on the road."

This vicious curse not only did not provoke the public, but attracted more ridicule.

Fang Yun raised his pen again, glanced at the whole army, and finally looked at Liushan.

"Before leaving, the king wrote a poem and gave it to Liu Xiang."

This time, Fang Yun also took out the holy page and dripping holy blood.

Zuo Xiangdang's face changed greatly. He even gave poems with holy pages and holy blood. This is simply a declaration of war. Moreover, it must not be ordinary poetry.

Fang Yun picked up his pen and wrote down the poem.

Go north to pingman and present Liu Xiang.

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