Chapter 627: The Confucian master’s “Ode to the General”?
"How could this happen? What kind of method is this?"

Zhu Xing half leaned on the carriage, looking at the distance where his warriors were shot to the ground one after another by arrows like a rainstorm and died. There was an expression of shock that was difficult to conceal on his face and in his eyes.

When he drove the warriors who were under attack from countless flying swords to deal with Wang Ping'an who had exposed his position, he had already guessed that these warriors might be very powerful, otherwise it would not have been possible for them to resist the attacks of one flying sword after another with difficulty instead of dying from the flying swords piercing their hearts like other warriors under the torrential rain of flying swords.

just.

No matter how powerful they are, they can never be a match for the person behind the ambush. In all likelihood, they will die at the hands of the person behind the ambush.

This was the conclusion he came to from the mutated Ghost Wall Technique and the Small Five Elements Sword Formation. Even though he had never witnessed Wang Ping'an's true abilities with his own eyes, and had never even seen Wang Ping'an's face, he believed more than anyone else that Wang Ping'an's strength was something that these warriors could not solve.

He would still send these warriors to deal with Wang Ping'an, unless he hoped for a miracle to happen, or he did not take the lives of these warriors seriously and was ready to use the lives of these warriors to test Wang Ping'an's true ability.

Never thought of it.

A team of elite troops suddenly appeared in the place where there was nothing just now. No matter whether it was the leading general or the cavalry around him, from his keen eyesight, they were full of murderous aura, like an army that had been victorious in every battle.

Even though Zhu Xing's guards were the elite among the elite, they were still a motley crowd after all, and a large number of warriors lost their lives at the hands of military generals and cavalry archers.

Even if these warriors knew clearly, if they just ran away and abandoned Zhu Xing, no matter whether Zhu Xing encountered an accident or not, the Zhu family would not let them go, and they and their families would not suffer the consequences.

They wanted to fight to the death, but when the general led a group of cavalry and rushed towards them like thousands of troops, they could no longer control the fear in their hearts. Without even saying hello, they all had the same reaction and fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

After all, they are not death warriors. They cannot fight with the enemy even though they know they are defeated and will die.

A beauty beside Zhu Xing stared intently at the generals and cavalry chasing the warriors who were fleeing in all directions like birds and beasts. There was no fear on her face. Instead, she looked very serious, as if she was watching a very interesting drama. A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she subconsciously said:
"Sir, this seems to be a Confucian method!"

"How can it be……"

Zhu Xing subconsciously wanted to refute. In his guess, the person who attacked him was originally a ghost cultivator, but under the small five-element sword formation, he changed his mind and thought that he might be a sword cultivator. Now the beauty beside him told him that it was a Confucian method. He didn't believe it anyway, but when he read it carefully, he swallowed the words that were on his lips and frowned:

"You are right. This is indeed a Confucian method. However, the man who attacked me was obviously a sword cultivator. I don't know why, maybe it was an accident, he cultivated the unorthodox Ghost Wall Technique to that level. I can understand that, but why does he know Confucian methods now?"

There are countless paths to spiritual practice. Most people - no, to be more precise, as long as their heads are not stuck in the door, will take one path instead of many paths. After all, as the old saying goes: You can't chew too much.

The more you walk on the path of spiritual practice, not only will it not bring you any benefits, but it will also bring you many disadvantages.

Another beauty smiled and said, "Sir, you don't necessarily need to learn Confucian methods. You just need to ask a Confucian master to write an article, and you can use a Confucian method!"

"You're right, I was wrong!" Zhu Xing reacted all at once. Looking at the general and his cavalry who were chasing the defeated warriors, he was no longer as panicked as before. He remembered what he had learned about Confucian methods. Many of them could be written into an article, and when they were needed, he could just tear up the article.

Depending on the different Confucian articles and the Confucian disciples who wrote them, the power of the Confucian methods used will also be different.

Judging from his keen eyesight, this Confucian method was most likely created by a Confucian master, otherwise it would not have been possible to display such powerful force. His elite guards did not even have the power to fight back among the generals and his cavalry, and were chased and killed by them like ordinary soldiers.

"This damned beast is so generous that he even tore up an article written by a Confucian master just to ambush me!"

Zhu Xing couldn't help but curse. If he was a Confucian disciple, he could rely on an article written by a Confucian master and use it countless times. However, if he was not a Confucian disciple, he could only tear up a Confucian article if he wanted to use Confucian methods. An article written by a Confucian master was a priceless treasure. He said:

"Do you know which Confucian text this damned beast is displaying?"

The beauty who was the first to remind Zhu Xing frowned as she looked at the warriors who were being chased by the generals and cavalry. Even if they tried their best to drive their horses to escape, they were now about to die at the hands of the generals and their cavalry.

"I did think of a Confucian article, but I'm not sure. That Confucian article doesn't match what I have in front of me!"

"Which one?"

Zhu Xing asked.

"Sister, what you want to talk about is "Ode to the General"?"

Another beauty interrupted, and just as she finished her words, the third beauty spoke first:
"You know what? This method is really similar to the "General's Ode". However, I remember that when using the "General's Ode", the general and his subordinates will be condensed by the great spirit. However, except that the general will ride a horse, his subordinates are all infantry, not cavalry!"

"The General's Ode?"

Zhu Xing exclaimed, and reacted all of a sudden. He found that the general and his cavalry chasing the warriors in front of him really looked like this Confucian article. Although he had never seen any Confucian student perform "General Fu" with his own eyes, he had heard people mention this Confucian article. Thousands of distracting thoughts emerged in his mind, and he thought thoughtfully:

“You said, that damned beast, what he tore up was not the ‘General’s Ode’ written by the master of Confucianism, but the ‘General’s Ode’ written by the master of Confucianism?”

The three beauties looked at each other, with strange expressions on their faces and in their eyes.

If this "General's Ode" was written by a Confucian master, it could explain why the infantry became cavalry.

It is no exaggeration to say that the value of Confucian articles written by Confucian masters and Confucian articles written by Confucian masters is as different as heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)