Most of the soldiers could not sleep, but a few could not hold on and fell asleep in a daze.

The soldiers of the literary world were too tired, not physically exhausted, but mentally exhausted.

They couldn't imagine that the battle between the Two Realms Mountain was so tragic, and even if the battle with the barbarians in the Literary Realm was ten times more tragic, it was far less than here.

It doesn't seem like a war is happening at the head of Jieshan Castle, it's more like it's killing more than anyone.

"The wall of the Two Realms Mountain is a meat grinder. Fang Yun sighed lightly.

Fang Yunduan sat on top of the green clouds, closed his eyes, and remained vigilant while observing the outside world, while reading and studying in the world of strange books.

Fang Yun heard many soldiers talking in low voices.

"I miss home......"

"Who doesn't want to! These two realm mountains are too scary, those demon kings are simply monsters, one punch can kill all the people within a hundred zhang, the key is the large number. In one siege, thousands of demon kings and barbarian kings were dispatched. ”

"But the Holy Courtyard is really powerful, and it can kill so many demon kings and barbarian kings with just a mechanism. ”

"If you look at those people desperately retrieving arrows, you know that the mechanism that can hurt the demon king and the barbarian king can be used, I don't know how many times it can be used. In the end, it has to be filled with human lives. ”

"When I came, I still wanted to kill the demon and destroy the Savage Light Sect, but now I know that once I officially go to the battlefield, I don't know how I died. ”

"Thinking back to the wolf demon king who killed tens of thousands of people in one move, my scalp was numb, and my eyes were full of the broken bodies of those soldiers......"

"Forget it, don't mention this, let's sleep well. ”

"I can't sleep. ”

Everyone was whispering, and suddenly, a soldier in the Pearl River Army stood up suddenly, shouting frantically as he stepped on others.

"Don't kill me!Don't kill me!I don't want to die!I don't want to ......"

Many half-asleep people were awakened, and tens of thousands of people stood up with weapons in their hands, constantly turning their heads to look around, and the entire Pearl River Army was almost boiling.

Before the man could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by a nearby battalion.

Fang Yun flew over quickly, and the rest of the generals followed, carefully inspecting the soldier.

"I must have had a nightmare, I'm in a nightmare. Fang Yundao.

"That's right, but there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere......

Fang Yun nodded, glancing at the Pearl River Army.

Among the 210,000 Zhujiang troops, most of them were already frightened birds, especially those who had just been awakened, their eyes were red, panting, if they were not still sane, I am afraid they would have wielded their knives and slashed indiscriminately.

However, this kind of thing cannot be prevented, unless there is a great Confucian appeasement, but the Two Realms Mountain is testing nearly three million soldiers in the literary world, and it is impossible for the Great Confucian to make a move.

"It's just a small accident, continue to rest. Fang used his tongue to appease the soldiers of the Pearl River Army, but his words did not have the slightest effect.

Fang Yun sighed lightly, there is no good way at this time, otherwise other scholars in the literary world would have used it.

Time passed slowly, and at two o'clock in the morning, when the soldiers were most sleepy, some of them finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

But at this moment, the demon world once again launched a large-scale attack, dispatching more than three hundred demon kings and barbarian kings to hide among them.

In a short time, tens of thousands of demon barbarians rushed up the city wall, and the army in some sections of the city was forced to retreat.

The Terran army retreated, and the demons advanced, immediately startling the soldiers of the literary world who were still asleep.

"Oh no, the demon has attacked the city wall!" a soldier from the literary world who was sleeping in a daze shouted, and ran desperately to the city, not knowing how many soldiers he stepped on along the way.

Subsequently, thousands of people nearby were startled, and before they could fully wake up, they found that a large number of demons had already attacked the city wall, and they didn't care much, screaming and fleeing.

However, after a few breaths, the army of the literary world woke up everywhere, and people everywhere shouted frantically and fled in all directions.

"Bomb up the camp...... one general muttered to himself.

The camp roars and the camp is the bombing of the camp.

The military scholars frantically used the tongue blooming spring thunder, but it did not have the slightest effect, some of the scholars used the power of courage, but none of them had the strength of human courage to go to the three realms, and could only make hundreds of people nearby sober.

Nearly three million people bombed the camp, if it can't be stopped, not only will there be scenes of rout, trampling or indiscriminate killing, but it will even affect the battle of the army in front, and finally it may lead to the collapse of the entire Two Realms Mountain!

"It's over,......," Zhang Qingfeng muttered to himself.

"Even if the Great Confucian suppresses Yingxiao, the face of our literary world will be lost. ”

"Once the camp is bombed, the spirit of these soldiers will not be able to recover in the next month, and they will be wiped out in a short period of time, just like other cultural armies, or only a few thousand remain. ”

"You see, the scholars in other places are sneering, as if they have expected that the army of the literary world will roar. ”

"It's so hateful, even if we literary people are weak, they shouldn't despise us so much!"

Many generals were anxious, but helpless.

At the last moment, Fang Yun took out a holy page from the seashell swallow and wrote it quickly.

The sand in front of the mountains of the two realms is like snow,

The moon outside the demon city is like frost.

I don't know where to blow the reed pipe,

Recruit people overnight.

The poems of the holy page, turning fiction into reality!

I saw that the pages of the poem absorbed Fang Yun's talent, literary courage and the vitality of heaven and earth, and then burned, and a hundred-zhang long flute phantom appeared in the sky.

"Uh......h Woo......"

The melodious and crisp sound of the flute sounded, full of great penetrating power.

People in different places hear different sounds.

The soldiers of the Qin State in the northwest heard Xintianyou, the soldiers of the Chu State in the south heard the sound of Wu, and the soldiers of the Yan State in the north heard the Muqu......

Not only were the Terrans affected by the sound of the Sacred Pages, but even the demons within ten miles slowed down their attacks, because they heard the songs of their hometowns.

The 14th Army of the Wenjie all bombed the camp, a large number of soldiers were running and even took out their weapons to wave, and the next moment, nearly three million troops would suffer irreparable losses, but the sound of a flute was like a cool river washing their bodies, making everyone calm down instantly.

Then, a faint sorrow rose in the hearts of these people, no longer panicked, no longer afraid, no longer running, and stood in a daze, thinking of their homeland.

Recruit people to look at the countryside overnight, and there are 100,000 tears in the city.

Subsequently, a strange scene appeared, those demon marquis or demon king level demon barbarians just hesitated, but those demon marshal, demon generals, demon soldiers or demon people level demon barbarians suddenly lost their fighting spirit and turned around and ran away!

Some of the demons who had already attacked the city wall also slid down the city wall and fled quickly.

Some demons even cried and shouted that they wanted to see their father and mother, and they wanted to go back to the tribe.

The rest of the demon princes and demon kings saw that they dared to attack the city, and they could only flee with them.

The demon barbarian rout!

All the Terrans on the city wall were stunned, especially those Hanlin, scholars, and Confucians who were less affected, and they never expected that a scholar could collapse thousands of demons with just one poem of the Holy Page.

Xie Bingzhi looked at Fang Yun, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he muttered to himself: "This Zhang Longxiang is too powerful, it is obviously a big army camp in the literary world, why did he let the demon barbarians bomb the camp and escape?"

It took dozens of breaths for the soldiers on the city walls to react and realize that they were being affected by the power of poetry.

The soldiers of the literary world immediately blushed, returned to their places in shame, and continued to rest.

The hundreds of armies guarding the walls of the city stayed where they were, and there was a lot of discussion, trying to determine who had written the poem that frightened the demons.

(To be continued.) )