"You're so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and you want to write a war poem?"
Mo Zhaoxue was now determined to go all out and didn't give Lin Che any face at all.
Although she looked down on Lin Che, she was thinking about breaking off the engagement. She had even thought that after her father returned from flood control, she would ask the empress to issue an order to break off the engagement.
Unexpectedly, Lin Che broke off the engagement first.
Who the hell is he? Why would he initiate the divorce?
Since Lin Che had embarrassed her once or twice, she didn't need to be polite to him.
"Lin Che, I admit that you do have some talent. But it's only a little bit. What ability do you have in a battle poem? Can it have any power at all? I'm afraid you can't even deter evil spirits, let alone suppress powerful enemies."
Everyone here is a Confucian student.
The righteous energy they cultivate can also kill people.
But one must use war poetry to kill people.
A powerful war poem was recited on the battlefield, and the soldiers immediately felt as if they were assisted by God.
A third-rate remnant army can immediately become a powerful Tiger Guard army in its heyday.
That's why Mo Zhaoxue was so disdainful when he heard Lin Che talk about writing a battle poem.
At this time, Zhong Su had already brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and even moved the table over.
Lin Che took the brush and said proudly:
"You can't do it because you have no talent or virtue!"
"Doesn't mean I can't do it!"
Mo Zhaoxue couldn't help but chuckle again, because Lin Che's gesture of holding the brush was too irregular.
If you can't even hold a brush, how can you write a war poem?
You know, the most important thing in writing war poems is to have a righteous spirit.
Only by injecting full of righteousness into poetry can war poetry become powerful.
Lin Che didn't respond, but started writing directly.
The students nearby were all watching intently. Although Lin Che's handwriting was a little ugly, it was still clear what was written.
"The long clouds of Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks out at Dingjiang Pass in the distance."
These two sentences were written out quickly.
In this world, there are many allusions and place names, but not all of them are there.
Therefore, Lin Che simply changed "Yumen Pass" to "Dingjiang Pass".
The students recited slowly, their faces becoming solemn.
Dingjiang Pass is the most important pass between Dagan and the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.
"Yellow Sand? Wearing golden armor after a hundred battles, I will never return until I have conquered Yanyun!!"
"good--"
I don't know who it was, but he shouted loudly.
At the same moment, Lin Che suddenly felt his whole body heating up, as if a special light was shining on him from high in the sky.
Make his whole body glow.
"Righteousness!!"
"This is a righteous spirit. Brother Lin, a poem is imbued with a righteous spirit. What a genius!"
The students were in an uproar.
They naturally knew about the righteousness and integrity. After all, more than half of them also possessed the righteousness and integrity.
Judging from the radiance on Lin Che's body, it is clear that he possesses the righteous spirit after [being enlightened through reading].
Each of these students in front of us has the title of child prodigy, but it takes them ten years of studying year after year before they can develop a sense of righteousness.
But what about Lin Che?
Just a poem, and you have it.
Why is the gap between people so big?
"Look! The battle poem is complete, gathering the battle power!!"
The students' expressions of surprise never ceased. First, they were shocked by the shock of this war poem, and then they discovered that Lin Che possessed a righteous spirit.
At this moment, it was discovered that the piece of paper with the war poem written on it was emitting golden light.
Those not-so-beautiful words emitted a brilliant golden light.
It’s impossible to look directly at!
I forced myself to stare at it for a few seconds, and suddenly I felt a murderous aura between the lines.
It’s horrible!!
"A war poem of golden light. Is there only one in the entire Dagan? Every general dared not use it, fearing it would be gone once it was used. Today, another golden war poem was finally born!"
"Red, gold, silver. Oh my god, this war poem is even more than silver, it's golden. It will definitely dominate the battlefield!"
"So, this is how war poetry is born!!"
"Quick, Brother Lin, roll up the war poem and seal it immediately! Next time you open it and recite it with righteous indignation, you'll dominate the entire battlefield!"
At this moment, Lin Che was radiating light.
This feeling made him feel detached from the world, and at the same time, he could clearly feel that his body had also changed.
He is definitely more powerful than before, and it seems that no evil means can hurt him at all.
There was still an endless supply of righteous energy flowing in from all around him, and his body simply could not absorb so much.
"Come again—"
"I still have war poems!"
When Lin Che spoke, his voice was filled with a heroic spirit, which made people trust him inexplicably.
Swish, swish, swish.
This time, Lin Che's handwriting became more than ten times more beautiful than before.
The pen touched the paper, and the golden characters seemed to penetrate the paper.
"How do you feel about being beheaded today? The pursuit of hegemony is difficult and requires many battles."
"I will go to Quantai to recruit my old subordinates, with 100,000 banners, I will slay Yama Luo!"
Buzz!!!
In an instant, golden light burst out on the paper again, dazzling and brilliant.
Lin Che's righteous spirit had once again reached a breakthrough, having reached the stage of "acting with a righteous heart."
Directly surpassed all the students present!
"Who broke through? Who?"
Swish--
In an instant, two old figures appeared in the air.
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