Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Chapter 78: Fu Hu’s advice: if one can command strong men, he can become Vajra Bodhisattva!

Xianyang City, outside the city.

In the military camp with a fenced area as a tent, the soldiers of the Buddha Army were scattered everywhere, some were strengthening their bodies and blood, some were sitting cross-legged to practice, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Everyone, to a greater or lesser extent, showed some military aura.

However, this force is too weak to form an army, and it is difficult to pose a threat to practitioners at a higher level.

But this was enough to make many generals of the Qin Dynasty jealous, and they wished they could take all these soldiers back.

You know, from ancient times to the present, there are very few military formations and military spirit methods that have been passed down to the world.

Before the Qin Dynasty swept across the world and conquered various countries, only the various countries had the ability to raise an elite and powerful army.

Such as the Jisha Crossbow of Han, the Wei Wuzu of Wei, the Shenxi Division of Chu, and so on.

Among them, the most famous are the Iron Eagle Warriors of the Qin Dynasty.

But unfortunately, as the various countries were destroyed, their elite military formations and military spirits were also all lost.

Only the Iron Eagle Warriors of the Qin Dynasty still possess the inheritance.

The problem is that the birth of the Iron Eagle Warriors requires extremely huge resources.

The resources required to train an Iron Eagle Warrior are almost as much as those required to train a cultivator in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Therefore, even after the Qin Dynasty unified the world and gathered all the wealth in the world, it was only able to raise 30,000 Iron Eagle Warriors. All of them were entrusted with important tasks and could not be easily mobilized, let alone claim them as its own.

"Zhang Han, your Buddhist army is incredible. Although it's not as good as the Iron Eagle Soldiers, it's not far behind!" Wang Jian glanced at the military camp and couldn't help but sigh.

When he was the general, he once led the Iron Eagle Warriors for a period of time. Comparing them with the Buddhist Army in front of him, he could clearly sense a slight gap.

The Iron Eagle Warriors are even more powerful, like the sword in the emperor's hand, destroying everything in their path.

And this Buddhist army is more like a giant mountain that towers over the sky. Standing there, it is a pillar that reaches the sky and a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, and it is difficult to shake.

"The army has been formed too recently. Give me some more time. I am confident that I can be as good as General Sima's Iron Eagle Soldiers." Zhang Han raised his eyebrows and refused to give in.

As Ying Xuan's trusted general, he was naturally unwilling to admit that he was weaker than others.

Even if the opponent is an Iron Eagle Warrior, and also Ying Xuan's confidant.

"Don't think too much. This old guy has no other intentions. He is just envious. After all, whether it is the Iron Eagle Warriors or the Buddha Army, this old guy wants them all, but he can't get them!" Meng Wu patted Zhang Han on the shoulder with a friendly smile on his face.

That night, there was turmoil in Xianyang City. If Zhang Han had not arrived in time and rescued him, he would have died at the hands of the green-robed scholar.

With his army in disarray and his army facing a great cultivator at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, Meng Wu didn't think he could survive.

Therefore, after that night, Meng Wu was extremely grateful to Zhang Han, and the Meng family was also very grateful for this.

Even Meng Tian, ​​who was far away in the north, received the news and sent a letter to Xianyang City, saying that he would host a banquet to express his gratitude in person when he returned to Xianyang City in the future.

"I know, but I can't help you. The Futu Army was given by Your Majesty, and I can't make any promises to you." Zhang Han was a little helpless, looking at the Qin generals who surrounded him.

Not only Wang Jian and Meng Wu, but also Yang Duan and the old general, as well as Nei Shi Teng who never leaves Xianyang City, etc., are all generals of the Qin Dynasty, and each of them has vigorous blood and vitality, and their cultivation is at least at the Xuanxian realm!
Although Zhang Han commanded the Buddhist army and had acquired the methods of military formation and military soul, he had only been practicing for a short time and the army had been formed only a short time ago. Currently, he was only in the late stage of the True Immortal Realm and it would take some time for him to break through.

Not to mention that he is not as good as these old generals, he is not even as good as some young generals. But he has one advantage, that is, he has mastered the military spirit and military formation.

The practice of military strategy is different from the ordinary practice of cultivating immortals. It emphasizes proving the truth through killing, which is a road of no return.

Because it is very likely that before you reach the end, you will be entangled by endless inner demons and eventually become possessed.

But there is a way to avoid this.

That is to command a strong and elite army, use the military spirit and military formations to gather boundless military power and cultivate oneself.

This is also the orthodox way of military practice.

Rumor has it that this Taoist tradition was passed down by the Great Emperor Zhenwu of Heaven. By gathering millions of soldiers and concentrating their power within himself, he can kill even the Golden Immortal!

But unfortunately, military spirit and military formations are too rare. Before the Futu Army, the Qin Dynasty also had only one Iron Eagle Warrior.

But with so many generals in the Qin Dynasty, they were all eyeing one Iron Eagle Warrior...how could they be separated?
What's more, the Iron Eagle Warriors have always been the most trusted confidants of the Qin Emperor and the most important people. Ordinary generals cannot even hold them for long and can only hold half of the military token. If they want to mobilize them, they need to ask for permission.

Therefore, the appearance of the Futu Army was like a delicious whole roasted lamb suddenly appearing among a group of hungry wolves... Who could resist this?
"We are only here to observe the Buddhist army. If we really want the method of the military soul, we will go and ask your majesty for it."

"It's of the utmost importance. Even if you are willing to teach it to us privately, we dare not accept it." Wang Jian said jokingly.

Upon hearing this, the other Qin generals couldn't help but laugh.

"It would be better this way..." Zhang Han smiled bitterly and did not dare to say anything to these old generals.

After all, they have all made great military achievements for the Qin Dynasty. Even Ying Xuan would not say anything unless they clearly violated the laws of the Qin Dynasty.

"Instead of worrying about us old guys, you might as well look around you first. There have been a lot of rumors about you in Xianyang city in recent days!" Wang Jian nodded and looked at the tent behind Zhang Han, as if hinting at something.

Hearing this, Zhang Han's eyes changed slightly, he couldn't help but frowned and remained silent.

The Qin generals pretended not to hear anything when they saw this, but they more or less glanced at Zhang Han... and the tent behind him.

……

Wang Jian, Meng Wu and others, just as they said, came to observe the Buddhist army and then left one after another.

As the commander-in-chief of the Buddhist army, Zhang Han personally saw everyone off. Before leaving, Meng Wu gave him a meaningful look. He understood what he meant, but could only force out a wry smile.

After seeing off Wang Jian, Meng Wu and other Qin generals, Zhang Han returned to the military camp, lifted the curtain and walked into the tent.

What came into view was a nine-foot-tall monk wearing a black gold robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures silently. He seemed to have realized something, raised his eyes, looked at Zhang Han and spoke.

"Many days have passed. I wonder if General Zhang Han has made up his mind?"

"As a general, you can go to my Western Regions and become the leader of the Vajra Bodhisattva, commanding tens of thousands of monks. Isn't that better than being the commander of the Buddhist army here?"

The words fell!

The giant tiger beside the monk also opened its eyes and stared at Zhang Han with a fierce look.

And this monk is none other than Fu Hu!
(End of this chapter)