Saint of the Confucian way

Seventeen demon children roared like beasts in their throats, but no one attacked those handsome children.

Zhang poyue nodded gently, a soldier cut off, and the head of a little wolf savage rolled down.

"Eat them and I'll let you live." Zhang poyue repeated just now.

The demon boy still yelled at him.

Zhang poyue looked at another soldier, who immediately cut off the limbs of a wolf demon.

"Woo... Woo..." the wolf demon made a sad cry.

The wolf boy's roar weakened, and finally there was something in his eyes that called fear. However, the pretty handsome man on the nail wooden column continued to scold and spit blood while scolding.

Zhang poyue laughed.

"Next."

The warm smile combined with the cold winter tone made Zhang poyue turn into a fierce devil in the eyes of the demon man.

This time, the soldiers began to skin a tiger demon slowly. Only half of his face was skinned, and the tiger demon begged for mercy.

"I eat! I eat!" tears and blood mixed on the little tiger demon's face, and they could not distinguish each other.

"Let him go." Zhang Po Yue said.

The little tiger demon gave a sad cry, came forward and bit a wolf. He was very handsome. He shook his head, tore off a large piece of meat, chewed and swallowed.

With the leader, the other little demons rushed up with a sad cry and began to bite five pretty handsome.

In the sound of pretty handsome screams and the biting and chewing of the little demons, Zhang poyue and the Terran soldiers quietly watched the bloody scene.

Finally, five handsome flesh and blood were chewed clean, leaving only hard bones.

Those little demons are covered with blood and tears, but they bite their teeth and hold their claws.

What happened today is enough to become the driving force for their efforts in the future.

Zhang poyue nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky, looked at the direction that the demon man reinforcements might come, and said, "let them live for a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, general!"

The soldiers rushed up like wolves, hung up all the little demons, cut off their hands and feet, planed open their chest and abdomen, and let their internal organs fall out of the body.

The demon barbarians have extremely tenacious vitality. Even so, they can live for a while.

These little demons finally understand that from the beginning, the Terran general didn't intend to let them go. Everything just now was just revenge!

"Woo..."

More than a dozen little demons sent out a wail into the bone marrow and cursed Zhang poyue with the most vicious words of the demons.

"The most beautiful voice in the world is the curse of the demon man." Zhang poyue looked carefully to ensure that each little demon man could not live for a quarter of an hour and could not escape, so he stepped out.

"Go back to camp!"

The Terran army soon gathered and ran to the barracks, leaving the burning barbarian tribes.

Zhang poyue rode on the Jiao horse, stroked his new sabre, looked at the depths of white clouds and the edge of the grassland, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the official seals of all seven grades and above in the army shook, and Fang Yun's loud voice sounded.

"I'm a saint who is proficient in poetry and has also studied military medicine. I don't have much merit. I know that I have little talent and knowledge. I'm not sophisticated, so I live in a simple life, devote myself to my studies and be kind to others. But the demon barbarians are in trouble all over the world. Thanks to the attention of many predecessors, I first enter the holy ruins, then step on the Dragon platform, and fight on the hunting ground. With a sincere heart and a humble body, I can kill the demon barbarians with justice."

Several official seals formed a strange resonance, and Fang Yun's voice was constantly amplified and instantly spread hundreds of miles.

Poop poop

All Jiaoma Jianiu knelt down and trembled.

Tens of thousands of sergeants lowered their eyebrows and listened respectfully.

Hundreds of miles away, two demon barbarian reinforcements had to stop, because all demon barbarians under the Marquis were frightened by invisible forces and dared not move. They would be unable to move without the big demon king.

Ordinary soldiers in Dingyuan army feel puzzled. The official seal generally only takes the initiative to accept the transmission of letters near the holy temple. If the official seal is far away from the holy temple, it can be transmitted only if it is a particularly important event and recognized by the holy temple. The level of transmission of official seal is higher, which must be a major event.

Those old scholars looked surprised, because it was the legendary "King's voice" that sent a message to a large number of officials in Jingguo, which was a very high privilege of a country.

At present, there are only five people in Jingguo who can release the voice of the king anytime and anywhere. One is semi Saint Chen Guanhai, one is the monarch, one is Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan, one is commander Chen Dayuan in charge of the military, and the last is virtual Saint Fang Yun.

Even if the main family members of other semi holy families want to convey the voice of the king, they must also get the consent of Wen Xiang and the king.

Everyone listened quietly. What Fang Yun said later must be more important.

After a short pause, Fang Yun's words came out again.

"There are demons and barbarians in front. I will kill them to stop the evil. There are traitors behind. Why stop the evil? Stop the evil with war!"

Many soldiers are confused. What does Fang Yun mean? Is there infighting at the critical moment when the demon is eyeing?

"Many years ago, Qing coveted the rich land of Xiangzhou, took away Xiangzhou and tens of millions of people with literary warfare, treated the people of Xiangzhou as enemies, and seized the imperial examination quota of Xiangzhou, so that there was no land in the south of the Yangtze River! Last year, Qing fought against Jiangzhou and bullied no one in Jiangzhou. I made an oath in public that when I became a scholar, I would fight ten houses of literary warfare and seize the land of one state of Qing!"

Tens of thousands of sergeants were stunned, and even Zhang poyue's eyes were shining.

Most people in Jingguo know Fang Yun's words about the war between Wen and Yizhou, and they think he is too angry to talk big.

Everyone has time to brag and talk big, so no Jingguo people care.

However, Fang Yun is now a virtual saint. If you say this at this time, it can not be regarded as big talk.

"Tomorrow, I will fight alone in Xiangzhou! Three thousand miles of Xiangzhou will return to Jingguo! Sixty years of regret will disappear! May Jingguo not lose an inch of land! May the Chinese people stand proudly forever!"

There are countless official seals of Jingguo Qipin and above. At the same time, Fang Yun's voice continues to spread.

The literary academy in Jiangzhou, the government office in Mizhou, the palace in Yanzhou, the army in Dongyun Prefecture... Countless places echoed Fang Yun's voice.

"May Jingguo not lose an inch of land! May our people stand proudly forever!"

After Zhang broke Yue's words, the ten thousand troops answered and rushed into the sky with pride.

"May..."

One voice after another sounded all over Jingguo.

All officials of grade seven and above around the capital rushed to Jingguo palace.

The ban on the use of war poetry and the use of rising clouds over the capital will expire at this moment.

Outside the capital, officials of grade seven or above all accelerated to the nearest holy temple.

In the major cities with many official seals, national voice resonance has been formed. People in the whole city and hundreds of miles nearby have heard Fang Yun's words.

In the capital, the pedestrians on the road suddenly silently stay away from the middle of the road and take the initiative to move closer to both sides, leaving a more spacious road.

A dragon horse is galloping on the spacious roads everywhere, a scholar is running rapidly with his galloping and poetry, and a top scholar or bachelor is flying in the sky.

These officials all rushed to one direction, the Imperial Palace and the Fengtian palace.

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