A sudden strong wind rose from the ground and swept the entire Gongyuan examination room in an instant.
"A hurricane is coming, all candidates, please pay attention!"
A voice came from Mingyuan Tower.
However, such a violent hurricane strangely did not blow up any test papers, only the hems of people's clothes shook.
Before anyone could wonder, a golden light came from the east, quickly tearing apart the dim sky, casting a thin golden curtain on the vast sky.
This is a very common sight. As long as it is not rainy, you can see it basically every day.
But today's view of the rising sun makes people feel that something is different.
Old Hanlin was walking towards Mi Feng's room with Su Ping's papers when he was suddenly stung by the rising sun hitting him diagonally.
"I thought it was going to rain... the wind was so weird."
Old Hanlin felt a little better for no reason, and looked eastward with squinted eyes.
However, in the next moment, he ignored the glare of the rising sun and suddenly widened his eyes: "Then... what is that?!"
The candidates and officers and soldiers who were close noticed his reaction and looked towards the sky.
On the golden-rendered sky, illusory figures appeared one after another. In a short time, most of the sky was covered with dense cover.
"Look at the sky!!"
"what is that?"
"Looking at its outline, it should be a soldier..."
"Could he be a heavenly soldier or a heavenly general?!"
"..."
As more and more people observed the sky scene, a huge noise broke out in the Gongyuan.
After a brief panic, people remembered the scene not long ago, and a question appeared in everyone's mind.
Could it be that...this is also a Confucian and Taoist anomaly?
When people's hearts were wandering, the vision moved.
Figures are sitting or standing, busy with different things.
Some are polishing swords, some are arranging armor, and some are making fires for cooking. There is a clear division of labor.
However, most of them were in ragged clothes, with white cloth bands on their hands, feet or heads, as if they had just experienced a war.
"This is an army fresh off the battlefield."
Someone speculated.
"How could an army appear in the Confucian and Taoist vision?"
Some people are confused.
"I wonder what kind of article caused the vision..."
Someone is looking forward to it.
Inner curtain area.
Zhu Tianlu stared at the strange scene in the sky with an incomprehensible expression.
A group of inner-city officials were standing behind him, talking among themselves.
"This army is no less than 50,000. I wonder which army we are dealing with?"
"I didn't expect that Confucian and Taoist phenomena, which are rare in a century, would appear one after another in Yangjing..."
"The exam has just started, and such a vision appears..."
"Which candidate is so talented..."
"..."
In the crowd, an official with a mustache raised his fists and shouted: "Congratulations, Mr. Examiner."
"Why am I so happy?"
Zhu Tianlu tilted his head slightly.
"To be able to arouse such a huge vision, this candidate's literary talent is by no means ordinary. I wish you the best to have such a proud disciple. Is there any reason to congratulate you?"
The official said with joy.
Zhu Tianlu stared at him calmly, then turned his head.
All the officials felt nervous, feeling that this noble nobleman was not very happy.
These people can be assigned as imperial examination officials. No matter how educated they are, each one is definitely smarter than the last.
It only took him a moment to think about it, and his face suddenly became a little weird.
Not only did not one of the three questions in this rural examination have something to do with the military, there was also a policy question on "How can we strengthen the foundation of the country now that all directions are settled?"
Everything was settled in all directions, so how could an army that had just come off the battlefield appear in the vision?
For a moment, everyone's eyes became strange.
It's just that I don't know the specific verses yet, so it's hard to make a conclusion.
The man who had just congratulated him now looked depressed and wanted to slap himself in the face.
At this time, the sky changed again.
Very far away from the army, yellow sand suddenly rose up and filled the sky.
Tens of thousands of soldiers noticed it one after another and looked over.
In front of the sky full of yellow sand, a scout was seen galloping on horseback, waving a small flag in his hand.
The flag was bright red, as if soaked in fresh human blood.
"Is there a large army pressing down on the territory?"
"Oops... they just got off the battlefield and haven't had time to rest yet!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
"..."
The sudden change of vision affects countless people's hearts.
Even if you know that this is just a vision, even if it has actually happened, it is the past that cannot be changed at all.
But for some reason, everyone just didn't want to see this army destroyed.
He even wanted to shout loudly to remind them to retreat quickly.
Yongqing Palace, in front of the palace gate.
"The Weeping Blood Flag represents the attack of the demon clan. During the most difficult period of the human race, almost everyone held the Weeping Blood Flag."
Yuan Jiufeng sighed, "I didn't expect that he could recreate the ancient scene."
"But what's the point?"
Emperor Yongtai stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly, "Before the emergence of Confucianism and Taoism, it is difficult for the human race to win against the demon clan. Since it is necessary to retreat, if this scene is shown in the sky, won't it destroy the majesty of our human race?"
"Retreat?"
Yuan Jiufeng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty must have forgotten that at that time, there was no such thing as retreat."
Emperor Yongtai frowned.
He remembered.
In the era before Xuan Dao and Confucianism emerged, there was no retreat from the war between the human race and the demon race.
Defeat means death!
At this moment, tens of thousands of soldiers in the sky stood up supporting each other, began to put on armor, and carried bows and swords on their backs.
In the blink of an eye, the men and horses, who were scattered just now, formed a neat formation, and stood ready with guns in hand.
"What is this doing?"
"Are they going to meet the enemy?"
"No, can you survive such a hasty situation?"
"Why not retreat?"
"The Lord is confused!"
"..."
Countless people talked and expressed confusion about the actions of this army.
What should you do if enemy troops attack you when you are setting up camp?
Anyone with a little knowledge of military theory knows that the best approach is to organize the outermost soldiers to resist first and give the larger army time to retreat.
Yes, buy time to retreat, not time to counterattack.
Because at this time the soldiers were too hungry, tired, and wounded to carry out a counterattack.
If the general takes action by force, it may even trigger a mutiny and lead to greater casualties.
The best thing to do is to retreat.
However, this army in the sky obviously did not intend this.
Someone pointed at the sky and said, "They are talking!"
Everyone quickly took a closer look.
Sure enough, tens of thousands of soldiers faced the yellow sand in the sky, and they all opened their mouths, as if they were talking about something.
"The mouths are opening and closing in unison, they are saying the same thing!"
"Looking at the mouth shape, it looks like...die together?!"
"Damn it, why is there no sound?"
"..."
Everyone scratched their heads and scratched their heads, but no sound was heard in their annoyance.
The next moment, two golden pillars fell from the sky.
It enveloped the old Hanlin who was standing in front of the Zhigong Hall.