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

Chapter 86: The Qin army, the iron eagle warriors, how can mortal eyes see the immortals in the sky?

Xianyang City, inner city.

The unrest a few months ago did not seem to affect the capital city. The noisy voices reflected the prosperity of the world. The streets were busy with cars and there were buildings on both sides, all of which demonstrated the prosperity of Xianyang City.

However, even in such prosperity, a street in the inner city near the palace was filled with armored guards.

Most of these guards came from the city guards, who were the garrison force patrolling Xianyang City. They were also the largest army in Xianyang City besides the imperial guards.

But the city guards were mostly responsible for the outer city and the city gates, as well as the defense within 800 miles outside the city, not including the inner city.

The reason why the city guards were able to enter the inner city was because a few months ago, there was a riot in Xianyang City, and the imperial guards suffered heavy casualties, so much so that they have not recovered until now. Therefore, they had to mobilize the city guards to temporarily enter the inner city to guard some places on their behalf.

For example, the Li Mansion that covers the entire street.

As the former residence of the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, even though Li Si has been demoted to a commoner, this mansion has not been taken back.

The reason is that Ying Xuan doesn't want to make things look too ugly.

After all, Li Si is a great cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm. If even his mansion is taken away and he is left to wander the streets, no one knows what he will do.

The most important thing is that after taking back the mansion, without a place to stay, it would be difficult for Ying Xuan to know Li Si's location at any time.

"Captain Shi, are we just going to stay outside the mansion like this?"

At the fireworks stand not far from the Li Mansion, a soldier in armor was eating noodles in a bowl while looking up at the Li Mansion. He couldn't help but say, "How long do we have to guard this place?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen soldiers who were also eating at the stalls nearby also spoke up: "Yes, brothers have been staying in this inner city for several months, unable to go home or leave the house, it's really a bit depressing."

These dozen people all belong to the same squad. The man in the front holding a bowl and eating noodles is the squad leader who leads them.

"how?"

"Can't stay any longer?"

The sergeant who was eating noodles with a bowl listened to the complaints of his soldiers without changing his expression. He said calmly, "Then you go find General Sima. Don't ask me. I'm just a sergeant. What can I say?"

"You think it's boring to stay here, so how about I ask General Sima to transfer you to the north to guard the border?"

In the military system of the Qin Dynasty, ordinary soldiers were divided into six levels, namely: five people formed a group, with a group leader; two groups formed a ten, with a ten leader; five ten were formed into a garrison, with a garrison leader; two garrisons formed a hundred, with a hundred general; five hundred people, with a five hundred master; one thousand people, with a two-hundred-and-five hundred master, also known as the "general of a thousand men".

People like Zhang Han who commanded 10,000 Buddhist soldiers were called army leaders, but in fact they were also generals, the only difference was the number of soldiers they commanded.

By the time he reached the position of a general of a thousand men, he had already become well-known in the Qin army and was the backbone of the army.

But a group of soldiers like this are like a grain of sand in the vast sea of ​​stars and are not worth mentioning.

At this time, there were dozens of soldiers like this one stationed around this street, all of them exactly the same.

The dozen soldiers' faces changed drastically and they shook their heads repeatedly: "Forget it, Sergeant, we are just complaining, don't mind it!"

What a joke! In this Xianyang city, with all the prosperity in the world, even if they are just a small pawn, they can still enjoy it.

But if you go to the north... you will have to associate with monsters and fight with foreign races, and you may lose your life at any time!
"Well, given the way you are, the eldest master doesn't want you to go to the north, lest you bring shame to His Majesty and also implicate those brothers in the north!"

The sergeant sneered in disdain, looking at the embarrassed faces of his soldiers, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "You guys don't know how to appreciate your blessings. It's good that we are living in peace now. If there is any movement... then you will know what terror is!"

The words fell!

A dozen soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them could not help but come forward and asked curiously, "Sergeant, it is said that those ministers and generals have magical powers and the ability to move mountains and seas and change the celestial phenomena. They are living gods in the world!"

"How about you tell us about it?" "Master, is this true?"

The soldiers looked at it with eyes full of longing and curiosity.

They didn't know about other people, but when they were patrolling outside the city before, they encountered a group of wild boars and saw with their own eyes that the squad leader subdued dozens of mad wild boars with his bare hands. The soldiers still can't forget that rude and domineering posture, and they are full of yearning for the way of cultivation.

But even in this mythological world with a primitive background, not everyone has the ability to practice cultivation, embark on the great road, cultivate, and possess the abilities of immortals and gods.

After all, cultivation also requires resources.

Without any skills, spiritual roots, or precious medicines, even for a congenital creature, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to make progress.

But now, after the reconstruction, this world has changed drastically and is far worse than in ancient times.

Supporting a cultivator in his practice is far more wasteful in terms of money and resources than supporting an army of thousands of people.

Therefore, even if the Qin Dynasty was unified and controlled the nine provinces and thirty-six counties in the Central Plains, before the appearance of the Buddha Army, only the Iron Eagle Warriors had the ability to practice.

Ordinary soldiers still regard practitioners as immortals and gods, who are out of their reach.

But the squad leader is an exception, because the laws of the Qin Dynasty stipulate that anyone who can command soldiers must have good accomplishments.

Therefore, even the lowest-level sergeant is a practitioner who refines essence into qi, and the same is true for the deputation leader.

"What are you curious about? Don't ask questions for no reason!"

The captain frowned, ate up the noodles in his bowl in a few bites, threw the empty bowl into the pile of bowls next to him, and asked impatiently, "You've finished eating, right?"

"Get up after eating and continue patrolling the streets!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone shut up immediately, as if they were a mouse in fear, and dared not say anything more.

The laws of the Qin Dynasty are strict, but military law is even stricter!
Afterwards, the sergeant led a dozen soldiers under his command and began to patrol the street. From time to time, he glanced at the mansion at the end of the street with a hint of heaviness in his eyes.

“Gods and Immortals… you’d better pray that nothing happens. Otherwise, you will know what it means when gods and immortals fight, mortals suffer!”

Compared with those great immortals who can ride on clouds, change the celestial phenomena, move mountains and fill the sea, what is his level of cultivation of refining essence and transforming qi?
It’s not even a drizzle on the tip of a tree!
In particular, now in the mansion at the end of the street, there is a powerful immortal who can change the celestial phenomena with his words!
……

at this time.

No one knew that the powerful immortal who made the city guards extremely alert and could change the celestial phenomena with just his words was no longer in the mansion.

This mansion, which was personally bestowed by Emperor Zulong and given to Li Si to live in, is now empty.

The owner of the mansion had quietly crossed the void and arrived at a village a hundred miles away.

In the village, the smoke from cooking rises up into the blue sky.

Li Si looked away and walked into a garden, looking at a middle-aged man in cloth lying in a rocking chair.

"Marquis Longxi is in such a good mood that he even has the leisure to bask in the sun here!"

"What? Do you want to reach the thirty-three heavens through the sunlight, and ask your military strategist's ancestor who has already ascended to heaven and become an immortal, to grant you some protection?" Li Si narrowed his eyes, his tone full of sarcasm.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in cloth opened his eyes, glanced at Li Si, and said indifferently: "Even if you have been demoted to a commoner, you are still so weird, so this marquis doesn't like you!"

This middle-aged man was none other than the Great Qin General—Li Xin, Marquis of Longxi!

(End of this chapter)