CH 148

On the way, Fang Yun kept pondering and quickly figured out why the talent performance martial arts took so long.

"The Path of the Saints in the Military Strategists primarily values wisdom, followed by courage. I have expended so much talent and time, standing on a vast amount of military strategies and history to accomplish the deception. It can only be said that my talent and wisdom are sufficient. However, the true Path of the Saints of Wisdom not only tests what is known, but also the unknown and sudden situations. Only after passing the current test can one be considered exceptionally talented and wise, and be qualified to have their military book obtain the power of the Path of the Saints of Wisdom!"

"In 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu, there is a saying 'mix with harm and the trouble can be solved', which means to consider unfavorable factors under favorable conditions. I used deception to transform unfavorable conditions into favorable ones, but within this favorability hides unfavorable factors. I must resolve them, otherwise this military book is not qualified to obtain the power of the Path of the Saints of Wisdom."

Fang Yun pondered slowly, and soon summoned four officers who he thought were brave, strategic, and relatively loyal. He whispered instructions to them, and they left one after another.

With no pursuers behind, the morale of the Jing people relaxed. However, because they hadn't eaten enough in the morning, by noon, the pace of the team slowed down. But Fang Yun urged them to continue moving forward, using the excuse of potential pursuers. He also asked them to put their heavy armor and other items on the armored ox carts, as the oxen could endure more than humans.

The soldiers complained all the way, but they all managed to endure.

By nightfall, they had to rest. If they marched overnight, under the dual pressure of hunger and fatigue, the team would inevitably collapse.

The Jing army set up camp, and soon it was time for dinner.

The hungry soldiers lined up in more than ten long queues, holding their bowls to get food.

The soldier at the very front of the first queue was incredibly tall, and no one dared to compete with him for the first spot. He handed his bowl to the cook.

The cook scooped a spoonful of thin porridge into the soldier's bowl.

The soup was clear, with a thin layer of yellow rice settled at the bottom.

The soldier looked at it and was furious, "No vegetables, no meat, that's fine. But what kind of porridge is this? It's clearly rice soup! You grain transporters, none of you are good! Give me another scoop!"

The cook, with a mournful face, said, "There really is no more grain. Mr. Yu said that this is all we can eat today. If we can hold on for another day, new military rations will arrive. Everyone, please don't worry."

"Bullshit! Who doesn't know that Yu Yingxiao is black-hearted? I haven't eaten all day, and now we're supposed to drink rice soup? I won't accept this! Brothers, judge for yourselves, can we still be soldiers like this!"

"We want porridge, not rice soup!"

"No rice soup!"

The tall soldier's words ignited the fuse, and the soldiers who had been hungry all day were angry. Many soldiers even took out their weapons and surrounded the cooks.

These cooks cried out their innocence, and each of them deliberately mentioned Yu Yingxiao, repeatedly mentioning this name. Soon, some of the soldiers grew tired of this person, and almost all the soldiers began to despise Yu Yingxiao.

Just as everyone was making a fuss, two people appeared carrying a sedan chair, with Fang Yun sitting on it. He held a bowl in his hand and said nothing.

The noisy soldiers initially demanded an answer from Fang Yun, constantly making a commotion. But Fang Yun remained silent, silently handing his bowl to the cook, getting a bowl of thin porridge just like everyone else's, and drank it all in front of everyone. Then he turned to face the crowd and overturned his bowl.

A drop of clear rice soup fell to the ground and rolled into the mud.

Most of the soldiers shut their mouths and continued to line up, but a few were still dissatisfied.

At this moment, the four generals who had previously received orders from Fang Yun came forward with a group of soldiers. They were escorting Yu Yingxiao, who was in charge of the grain and grass. Beside them, one person was holding a pot of fragrant rice, and another was holding a pot of cooked pickled meat.

Yu Yingxiao was tied up tightly, his mouth stuffed with a rag. There was a trace of oil at the corner of his mouth, as if he had just eaten some pickled meat.

All the soldiers instantly guessed a possibility, their eyes turned red, and they stared at Yu Yingxiao angrily. A surge of resentment gathered above the military camp.

One of the generals loudly reported, "Reporting to General Fang, while I was on patrol, I smelled the aroma of meat and rice. I was very curious. Even the adults who were seriously injured could only drink a bowl of thin porridge. How could someone have meat and rice to eat? So I followed the smell and found that there were many grains and pickled meat in Yu Yingxiao's tent, and he was eating them secretly! I was furious and immediately had him tied up. The evidence is here, please decide his fate!"

"Whoo, whoo..." Yu Yingxiao, who was tied up tightly, struggled desperately, making muffled noises, but no one could understand what he was trying to say.

The soldiers could no longer hold back, they started cursing, and many soldiers even walked over and spat on Yu Yingxiao's face.

After the soldiers had vented enough, Fang Yun raised his arm to silence everyone, then said sternly, "At this critical moment, the entire army is suffering together, but Yu Yingxiao is feasting alone. Shameful! Despicable! The previous military rations were clearly enough for us to eat for five more days, but now they are not enough. It must be you, this worm, who embezzled the grain and grass! Such a despicable person will not be tolerated. Bring him out of the camp and execute him immediately!"

"Yes!" A group of officers and soldiers escorted Yu Yingxiao out of the camp. Under everyone's gaze, the executioner's blade fell, blood spurted, and Yu Yingxiao's head rolled on the ground.

Most of the resentment in the soldiers' hearts dissipated.

Fang Yun loudly declared, "Yu Yingxiao must have hidden more military rations. I order that today's thin porridge be two scoops per person, and the pickled meat be chopped up and made into soup, one bowl per person!"

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"Thank you, General Fang!"

"General Fang is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness!"

"General Fang is noble!"

All the soldiers shouted loudly, grateful and thinking that it was Fang Yun who allowed them to eat more.

But no one knew that the original meal for tonight was set to be two scoops of thin porridge and a bowl of meat soup per person. It was just that Fang Yun had ordered to give only one scoop of thin porridge and no meat soup first.

It was the same amount of food, but if Fang Yun had given it normally, it might have caused a mutiny at night. But by giving it in this way, not only did it vent their anger, but it also made them feel like they got more. The morale of the entire army would not only not be damaged, but would even have a strong cohesion. Even if the barbarians attacked at this time, they could ensure victory.Fang Yun nodded slightly to the soldier, about to leave, when a warm current spread throughout his body. He blinked involuntarily, and the military camp in front of him disappeared, replaced by a desk and the last page of "The Thirty-Six Stratagems: Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea".

The brush in Fang Yun's hand was controlled by an invisible force, slowly landing at the end, punctuating a sentence.

The full text shone brightly, with strange sounds echoing.

A peculiar light radiated from the lines of text, illuminating the room. From the pages came the sounds of battle, the shouts of soldiers, the clashing of weapons, the beating of drums, and the cries of pain, rising and falling in succession.

More than a dozen pages flew up together, suspended in mid-air. Then a white mist appeared on the pages, transforming into the process of substituting sand for grain, and finally disappearing into the pages. Fang Yun knew that this white mist represented the process of talent performing martial arts, symbolizing the integration of the Path of the Saints of Wisdom into the military book.

The dozen or so pages trembled slightly and then vanished.

Fang Yun immediately entered the world of the strange book and saw a ancient book of only a dozen pages appearing inside.

Ordinary ancient books have blue covers, but this ancient book has a metallic surface, full of texture. The pages didn't look like paper, but more like specially made metal.

"The Thirty-Six Stratagems"

The cover flipped open, and the first page read: The First Stratagem, Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea.

The beginning of this stratagem first explains the strategy, the second part uses the military sentences of the Semi-Saints of the Military Strategists to corroborate, and the last part uses specific examples and specific methods.

Looking at this stratagem of Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea, Fang Yun's mind involuntarily added some things, knowing the real use of this military book, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. With a thought, the metallic "The Thirty-Six Stratagems" appeared in his hand.

"The military book I wrote is indeed different from others! The military book integrated with the Path of the Saints of Wisdom is extraordinary! This stratagem of Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea is originally about creating illusions, making others think that what exists does not, and what does not, does. Now, as long as I infuse talent into it, this military book will form a peculiar power, making one thing appear as another in the eyes of others. But in reality, it has not changed. In battle, whether it is turning many into one or one into many, it has unexpected effects."

"However, my literary position is low, and my talent is limited. The range and number of people I can cover now are limited. Once my literary position increases, using this stratagem, I can make a hundred thousand army appear as one person in the eyes of others, and one person appear as an army! This is too terrifying, even the boldest Demon Barbarian, seeing a person suddenly turn into a hundred thousand army when approaching, will be extremely panicked."

"If I turn ten thousand people into a barbarian, it will be a powerful surprise attack strategy, and it will be invincible to attack the Demon Barbarian camp at night!"

Fang Yun was both delighted and shocked. The power of the Military Strategists may not be as lethal as The War Poetry, but it is unpredictable and has a terrifying auxiliary ability. No wonder its status is second only to the Confucian school, and no wonder the Semi-Saints of the Military Strategists can go to the Demon Realm as if they were in an uninhabited territory.

Fang Yun held "The Thirty-Six Stratagems" in his hand, infusing it with talent. The military book glowed slightly, and Fang Yun looked at his brush.

An invisible force fell on the brush, and the brush immediately transformed into a book.

This book appears as a book in the eyes of others, but in Fang Yun's eyes, the book is semi-transparent, and there is a brush inside.

"The military has no constant strategy, and water has no constant shape. This can also describe the current changes, Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea, deceiving others' eyes, misleading them, this is the power!"

Fang Yun put "The Thirty-Six Stratagems" into the world of the strange book, feeling joyful.

With this "Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea", his future means of killing enemies will be endless.

"The talent performance of a military book becomes more difficult to write as it progresses, especially at the end, which tests the entire military book and is extremely difficult. I won't write the second stratagem for now, and will continue to study the classics of All the Saints to lay the foundation for the future. If I hadn't memorized the classics of the Military Strategists and the Historians thoroughly before, I wouldn't have been able to pass this talent performance."

Fang Yun was happy in his heart, and carefully pondered the stratagem of Deceiving the Sky to Cross the Sea again, then continued to read.

The next morning, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan were eating at home when there was a knocking sound at the front door.

"Fang Yun! Great joy! Great joy! Our master has great joy!"

Fang Yun recognized the voice as one of Feng Yuanjun's attendants, and immediately remembered that Feng Yuanjun had gone to the River of Enlightenment a few days ago and there had been no news for these days.

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After I finished writing, I checked it myself and then asked a friend to check it. But yesterday I wrote until four in the morning, so I couldn't ask a friend, so there were more typos yesterday, which have been corrected, sorry. I hope the system updates normally. (To be continued.)

PS: The next chapter will be updated before midnight.