I am a god in another world

"General Batumih, mighty!"

"Long live General Batumih!"

Half of the Tukan military camp saw the shadow of General Batumih's military soul, and couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Invisibly, the shadow of General Batumih's military soul became more condensed.

Military soul is the secular version of the power of faith. The more the Tukan soldiers worship General Batumih, the more willing they are to stand with him, and the more power will gather around him.

"Batumih, are you crazy?"

A full-bodied roar sounded, filled with unconcealed shock and anger.

The golden light around the Khan's golden tent also began to gather, and countless solemn and solemn Sanskrit sounds rang out. All the killing lamas fell to the ground at the first time, chanting scriptures loudly, and all the lama slaves prostrated on the ground.

A golden shadow grew against the wind. It was not inferior to General Batumih's military soul shadow in terms of solidity and height. It was even two circles thicker and had a big belly. It was another key figure in the Tukan army, the State Master Scanbuhe.

After the golden shadow appeared, it also took a step towards the other party.

The two invisible forces collided in the air again.

Boom!

Compared with the last time, this time the power was undoubtedly greater.

The collision of the two forces formed a huge shock wave, which not only knocked the people around, but also blew away more than a dozen Tukan tents, and the rest turned into energy gusts and swept around.

It was just that the Tukan tents that were blown away were located on both sides of the gap between the two impacts. Neither the Khan's golden tent behind the State Master Scanbuhe nor the military camp behind General Batumih were fatally affected.

The superiority of the two sides was immediately judged.

General Batumih made a carefully planned and powerful move.

State Master Skanbuhe was hastily fighting without knowing the situation.

The two still tied.

Compared with General Batumihe, State Master Skanbuhe was professional in collecting and using the power of faith.

State Master Skanbuhe's eyes were wide open, and he shouted angrily: "General Batumihe, do you know what you are doing? Are you going to overthrow the superior and seize power by force?"

He usually smiled like Maitreya Buddha, but when he made the same expression with the golden body of Buddha, he had a terrifying power, and his words were full of sacred Sanskrit.

Those who were originally firm supporters of General Batumihe couldn't help but waver in their hearts, and they had deep doubts about General Batumihe's intentions, and their camp began to turn to State Master Skanbuhe.

The shadow of the military soul on General Batumihe's body suddenly shook, and seemed to have signs of collapse. It was born out of faith and belief. When faith and belief were disintegrated, it would naturally be weakened, or even directly disintegrated.

State Master Skanbuhe hit General Batumihe's weakest point.

General Batumihe was not at all flustered, and said righteously: "My loyalty to the Khan of Heaven is witnessed by the sun and the moon, and the heaven and earth. I came here not for myself, but to ask for the lives of all our soldiers and the entire Tukan people.

I want to meet the Khan of Heaven. My guilt should be determined by the Khan of Heaven, not the State Master.

If the Khan of Heaven determines that I have done something wrong, I am willing to die in public to apologize."

"General Batumihe is right, he can only be convicted by the Khan of Heaven!"

"We support General Batumihe."

"Everything should be decided by the Khan of Heaven, not you lamas."

General Batumihe's words immediately resonated with countless Tukan soldiers. The will that was weakened by State Master Skanbuhe became firm again, and they all expressed their support.

The shadow of the military soul behind him not only stopped flickering, but even became more solid, overlapping with General Batumih and turning into a stalwart giant.

Since the defense of Tevram, Yamen Khan has been in seclusion, not only handing over his own guarding duties to the killing lamas headed by the State Master Skandbuh, but also transmitting all kinds of military orders on his behalf.

It is precisely this situation that has allowed the power of these killing lamas to expand rapidly in the Tukan army, and to act tyrannically and issue all kinds of absurd and ridiculous orders.

These killing lamas may have all kinds of magical powers, but it does not mean that they are proficient in war, especially such large-scale wars.

Fortunately, the Tukan generals headed by General Batumih argued and rejected some seriously unreasonable orders.

Some of those who really could not be rejected used their own experience in battle to avoid greater losses as much as possible.

Otherwise, there was no need for the enemy to attack, and these killing lamas would have collapsed the Tukan army.

As time went on, not only the Tukan generals, but even the ordinary Tukan soldiers could not help but doubt the state of Yamen Khan.

Was he really practicing in seclusion as the State Master Skanbuhe said?

Or had he been secretly controlled by these killing lamas and became a tool to control the Tukan army?

State Master Skanbuhe said solemnly: "The Buddha is in a critical moment of seclusion. Even if I am not summoned, I cannot enter the Golden Tent.

If you rashly enter and disturb the Buddha's practice and cut off his chance to become a Buddha, can you bear this guilt?"

The current situation of the Tukan army was created by him with great difficulty. How could he easily allow them to meet Yamen Khan again?

The killing lamas were domineering in the Tukan army, which was entirely the result of his deliberate connivance.

First, they took the opportunity to expand their faith and let those killing lamas use their privileges to absorb and convert more lama slaves.

It doesn't matter whether those Tukans were converted because of their privileges or their faith.

What's important is that they are willing to submit and serve them.

Second, they shook the great popularity of Yamen Khan among the Tukans.

Although State Master Skanbuhe took the opportunity to integrate the killing relics into Yamen Khan's body, he took the opportunity to truly reshape him into their reincarnation of the killing Buddha.

But he greatly underestimated the influence of Yamen Khan's other identity - the king of the Tukans.

The followers and beliefs of these Tukans provided a continuous source of faith support for his own personality. He could never completely accept the identity of the killing Buddha and completely integrate with him, so he naturally could not truly become their Buddha.

In fact, this was already seen when Yamen Khan held the fragments of the killing godhood.

If it were an ordinary person, the moment the fragments of the Godhead of Killing entered his body, he would be swallowed and assimilated by the powerful fragments of the Godhead, and become the reincarnation of the previous Lord of Murder. Whether in character or behavior, he would be endlessly similar to him.

Just like the Yamen Khan transformed by Bishop Umlant, he has cut off all ties with the Tukan people and became the reincarnation of Baal, the God of Murder. He doesn't care about the life and death of the Tukan people at all and just turns around and leaves.

It is precisely because of the following of countless Tukan people that Yamen Khan's humanity and reason are so strong that he can suppress the fragments of the Godhead of Killing and never let himself completely lose control.

Of course, the killing lamas led by the State Master Skandbuhe also made great contributions to assist Yamen Khan in resisting and preventing the fragments of the Godhead of Killing from completely swallowing him.

Now, as the balance of power in Yamen Khan's body changes, the Tukan people's belief in Yamen Khan as the human king and the remaining fragments of the Godhead of Killing combine to fight against the power of the Buddha of Killing.

However, the State Master of Skandbuh also underestimated the firm will of these Tukan people. In the face of extreme oppression, they not only did not bow their heads easily, but on the contrary aroused their spirit of resistance. Now, under the leadership of General Batumih, they jointly forced the palace.

"I have already said that whether I am guilty or not is not up to you. It is up to the Khan of Heaven to decide. If the Khan of Heaven decides that I am guilty, I am willing to be punished." General Batumih's will is also unshakable.

Gathering strength again, he slowly walked towards the Khan's golden tent.

He knew very well that whether today's plan succeeded or not, his starting point was goodwill or malice.

For a ruler, this is a taboo, it is intolerable, and he will not have a good ending.

In this case, he must meet Yamen Khan no matter what.

It is worth using his life to exchange a future for the Tukan army.

"General Batumih, why are you so anxious to see me?" A golden figure slowly walked out of the Khan's golden tent.

The voice was calm, but filled with endless majesty.

When he walked out of the Khan's golden tent, all the creatures in the Tukan army felt a sense of intuition and all of them involuntarily prostrated themselves in the direction where he was.

Even the phantoms on General Batumih and State Master Skandbuh drifted towards him uncontrollably.

General Batumih knelt down and said: "I am asking for the lives of 150,000 soldiers. Please Khan, while we still have the strength to fight, break through as soon as possible. We may still have a glimmer of hope. If we continue to drag it on, this place will become a grave for all of us."

As he knelt down, the phantoms of his military souls immediately began to transfer on a large scale and rushed towards Yamen Khan.

When Yamen Khan did not show up for a long time, the Tukan soldiers placed their faith in him.

When Yamen Khan showed up to prove that he was fine, all the Tukan people transferred their faith and expectations back to him.

This belief transfer reached its climax when the Tukan generals led the Tukan people to kneel down in groups.

"Buddha, you must not act rashly. The most important thing for you now is to digest your own power. As long as you thoroughly master the power accumulated in nine lifetimes, you will become a Buddha on the spot, and you will become a supreme existence that is detached from the mundane world." State Master Skanbuhe gnashed his teeth with hatred.

With the injection of these Tukan people's impure beliefs, the face of Yamen Khan, who was originally solemn and dignified, showed uncontrollable human changes. The outer layer of the golden Buddha light was faintly bloody, which was the backlash of the killing power.

The core doctrine of the Killing Buddha, although the same as the God of Murder, is killing.

However, the killing of the God of Murder is biased towards murder, the death and ritual sacrifice brought by killing.

The Killing Buddha proves the truth through killing.

Killing is not the final result of pursuit, but a means, a tool, a tool to assist cultivation, and to plant cause and effect.

Use the evil causes of ten lives and ten generations to produce the final good results.

"You mean to say that I should completely abandon these people?" Yamen Khan asked in a voice as kind as ever.

"I have no such intention. What I mean is that only when the Buddha has enough power can he shock the enemy and force them to make way for us to return to the endless wilderness." State Master Skanbuhe did not dare to answer yes, because he heard endless killing in it.

"I will decide according to the circumstances." Yamen Khan turned back to the Khan's Golden Tent and said, "Batumihe, come in and talk."

Seeing that the State Master Skanbuhe was also about to go into the golden tent, Yamen Khan said without looking back: "You wait outside."

After these words came out, the State Master Skanbuhe froze in place, and his smile was disappearing bit by bit, because this meant that his plan had failed.

At least temporarily.

The human side of Yamen Khan's body once again prevailed.

If he wanted him to completely inherit the power of the Buddha of Killing, there was still a long way to go.

After entering the Khan's golden tent, it was like entering another world.

The space here is dozens of times larger than what you see outside, and the layout is extremely luxurious and comfortable.

General Batumihe is accustomed to this. This is the Khan's golden tent. It is normal to have space magic ability. Even many military tents of General Tukan have similar abilities, but the difference is the size of the space.

This place is filled with powerful energy exactly the same as Yamen Khan, which directly isolates the inside and the outside.

No wonder in the past, no matter how much noise they made outside, Yamen Khan didn't notice it.

They used to think that it was the work of the State Master Skanbuhe, but now it seems that Yamen Khan himself has been obsessed with cultivation.

After the two sat down again, Yamen Khan asked: "How long has it been since we retreated here?"

"It has been more than two and a half months." General Batumihe answered truthfully.

"Skanbuhe deserves death!" Yamen Khan said coldly, "He made us miss the best time to retreat for his own selfish reasons."

When the human side prevailed, Yamen Khan's thinking mode was obviously different from before.

Because the starting point of considering things was different.

If we look at it from the perspective of becoming a Buddha, their previous decision was not wrong, and everything is based on becoming a Buddha.

The Tukan army and their enemies will become sacrifices for his Buddhahood.

Without the burden of the Tukan army, he can advance or retreat. Few people in this world can stop him.

From the perspective of human nature, they undoubtedly delayed the opportunity to fight, causing the Tukan army to fall into the quagmire of death. The enemy had completed the encirclement and was ready to trap them alive here.

General Batumih did not add insult to injury, but took the opportunity to advise: "Although we missed the best opportunity to retreat, there is still hope.

I am willing to lead 50,000 troops to cover the rear and delay the enemy's main force.

The Khan can take the opportunity to break out from Kront, go north all the way, and enter Nafir.

This place is ruled by a group of nomadic barbarians, and the Khan can obtain some of the much-needed supplies from them.

At that time, whether we fight the enemy again or withdraw from the north to the endless wilderness, the initiative is in our hands."

Yamen Khan said meaningfully: "The general is as loyal to the Tukan people as ever."

He is not talking about himself here, but the Tukan people, and his intention is more profound.

It means that General Batumih puts the interests of the Tukan people first, and he, the Khan, has to lean back.

When the two conflict, General Batumih will choose the overall interests of the Tukan people instead of his Yamen Khan.

This can be seen from the fact that he risked being beheaded and still broke into the Khan's Golden Tent.

General Batumih said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "This is my duty as a Tukan. I only ask Khan to give me such an opportunity."

He did not deny it and had already prepared for it.

Yamen Khan's attitude was as unfathomable as ever. He asked: "Isn't the main force of the Leatherman Kingdom still in Kronte? It's not an easy thing to rush through there! If you can't even pass this level, the subsequent plans will be in vain."

"Khan doesn't know that the Leatherman people have withdrawn all the troops in Kronte, and now it has been handed over to the commander named Gavin.

He led the captured Xianglong people from our hands to establish a Far East Territory there, build a defense line, and try to block our retreat."

General Batumih reported the latest battlefield intelligence to Yamen Khan.

"Are you talking about the chosen one of the goddess of strategy?" Yamen Khan's voice rose three points involuntarily.

The golden light converged, and the blood-red killing aura surged.

The opponent's strength was obviously not strong, but his methods were extremely numerous and always unexpected.

He first helped the witches of the Leatherman Kingdom to create a so-called totem dream, forcing them to change the direction of attack, and finally they were blocked on the lake and lost most of their baggage.

Then he used his road-building advantage to frantically delay their progress.

Finally, in the defense of Tevram City, he invited the goddess of strategy and her kingdom down, giving him a fatal blow, which led to the complete defeat of Tukan's army.

It is no exaggeration to say that they fell into the current field all thanks to him.

Now he ran behind them to make trouble again, and he really haunted them.

"Yes, it's him." General Batumih nodded.

He also admired this commander who he had only heard of but never seen.

His use of strategy and tactics was unprecedented.

Even the top strategists of the Xianglong Dynasty might not be able to match him.

"How many troops did he prepare this time?" Yamen Khan quickly suppressed his surging anger and became unfathomable again.

"He selected 20,000 Flying Dragons in total and formed two legions. However, they were all equipped with light armor and were truly heavy-armored knight legions.

In addition, there should be the chariot legion and the fearless legion of the Leatherman Kingdom that they had dealt with before, which should be around 50,000 people."

General Batumih had already made sufficient preparations. This time, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. (End of this chapter)