Chapter 115 Eight thousand soldiers, eight thousand masters (the third update)

Riding on the clouds and mist, flying in the sky!

In the eyes of most people, this is the means of immortals. If they can fly, what else can they be but immortals? !

Therefore, when Cui Heng came on the auspicious clouds, the whole city of Yunshu County was immediately shocked.

Almost every citizen knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky.

After Cui Heng collected the love and light of these people, he landed in front of Hui Shi, Chen Tong, and Meng Zhang.

However, he did not talk to these three people first, but looked at the eight thousand soldiers not far away, nodded gently and said: "Good, they are all good men." They

are indeed good men.

Yunshu County borders the grassland, and almost all men practice martial arts and are very strong.

Although it was not a profound martial art, and at most it could only be trained to the level of internal cultivation, and even the sense of qi could not be cultivated, it was enough to strengthen the body and enhance the spirit.

"Envoy, Yunshu County is full of good men!" Chen Tong came over and saluted, "If we can recruit tens of thousands of soldiers and train them a little, I will definitely be able to defend this Yunshu Pass."

"You are a good Chen Tong, the envoy is here, and you are still needed to defend the city?" Hui Shi always had something to say, and after bowing and saluting, he said, "Envoy, are you here because of something special about the grassland barbarians?"

They both saw that since Cui Heng came to Yunshu County, he would have to use his great magical powers to defend the city.

This battle was already a sure win.

However, if it was just a routine war, he should have only sent a letter allowing recruitment, and there was no need to come in person.

Unless there was something wrong with the grassland barbarians.

"The situation has indeed changed." Cui Heng nodded lightly, looked at Meng Zhang beside him, and smiled, "Is this the governor of Yunshu County?" "

I am Meng Zhang, your humble servant, and I pay my respects to you, sir." Meng Zhang saluted Cui Heng respectfully, and couldn't help asking, "May I ask, sir, are you a god?"

The way Cui Heng appeared just now was so shocking.

It made this experienced old governor feel unbelievable.

He felt that his cognition was overturned.

A person can actually ride on clouds and mist, walk in the sky, and fly through the air with his flesh. Isn't this a god?

After all, in this world, even if one has cultivated martial arts to the divine level, opened the treasures in the body, and possessed divine power, one cannot fly.

Only an ancient heritage with a profound foundation like Daoyi Palace has methods specifically designed to awaken divine powers such as "driving clouds" and "controlling the wind.

" "I am not a god, but still a mortal, with only a few minor means." Cui Heng shook his head slightly.

This is the truth.

For him now, even in this world, there are still too many unknowns.

Compared with the vast universe, the little ability of Jindan Dacheng is even more insignificant.

"..." Meng Zhang was speechless. He had lived for most of his life, but he had never seen a mortal who could fly clouds and drive mist. "Envoy, you came here in person, probably to help us defend the city."

Finally, he returned the topic to defending the city.

Now, defending the city is the most important thing for Yunshu County. Whether the people in the city live or die, the future of Fengzhou and even the entire Dajin, depends on whether Yunshu County can be defended.

"Yes, I am here to help you defend the city." Cui Heng nodded directly to admit it.

He didn't have the habit of beating around the bush.

Don't be a riddle teller.

"Really?!" Meng Zhang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, sir. Please save the people of Yunshu County from the war."

"Don't thank me yet." Cui Heng gently raised his hand, not letting Meng Zhang kowtow, and asked with a smile, "I wonder what kind of troops do you think are needed to defend this city?"

"At least 12,000 soldiers." Meng Zhang said without thinking, thinking that Cui Heng was asking about the number of soldiers to be recruited, so he added, "If we want to attack the barbarians in the north and repel them, we must recruit at least 30,000 soldiers."

Although the Great Jin Dynasty had been a country of decay, with wars everywhere and the people living in misery, the soldiers at the border still maintained strong combat effectiveness and relatively sophisticated equipment.

The grassland barbarians are good at riding and shooting, and they don't care about their lives when they charge. However,

the equipment and command quality of the officers were far behind those of the Jin Dynasty.

Therefore, in large-scale battles, it was not surprising that the Jin Dynasty soldiers repelled the barbarians, who were several times their number.

Among the hundreds of thousands of troops of the barbarians, many were craftsmen and coolies, and the only ones who could really fight were 50,000 cavalry and more than 10 regular soldiers.

This was also the reason why Meng Zhang dared to say that 30,000 soldiers could repel the barbarians.

"What if we only use these 8,000 soldiers?" Cui Heng asked again, and emphasized, "What kind of troops are needed?"

"This is impossible!" Meng Zhang was extremely excited when he heard it, and shook his head, "Sir, are you going to let these 8,000 men defend the city? No, absolutely not, if there are only these few people, they may not be able to defend Yunshu County City!"

"Prefect Meng, please be patient." Cui Heng shook his head and smiled, "What I mean is, if these soldiers all have profound martial arts, and have the strength to fight ten or even one hundred people, can they also defeat the barbarians outside?"

"That's what you say, but how is it possible..." Meng Zhang was even more confused when he heard it.

He himself is also a warrior, but due to his talent, he is only at the marrow washing realm.

However, even if it is just marrow washing, he is considered a first-class master in the martial arts world.

Therefore, Meng Zhang knew very well that it was completely a fantasy to want to make up for the gap of hundreds of thousands of people by simply improving individual martial arts.

Moreover, it is not a matter of a day or a night to learn martial arts, and it is impossible to do it in a short time.

Chen Tong and Hui Shi immediately understood what Cui Heng meant.

Especially Hui Shi.

He was actually a personal experience.

"If I raise these 8,000 people to the Qi Transformation Realm, can we defeat the barbarians outside?" Cui Heng asked.

"What, what?!" Meng Zhang's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Cui Heng in disbelief.

He had never heard such an outrageous question in his life.

That is the Qi Transformation Realm, the level of the so-called Transformation Realm, which can be the founder of a sect in the martial arts world.

"Sir, that should be enough." Chen Tong replied.

As a military officer, he was supposed to help the governor manage military affairs, so it was appropriate for him to speak out at this time.

"Okay, let's do it this way." Cui Heng immediately made the decision and said to Meng Zhang, "Can you trouble Governor Meng to send a cup of tea over?"

"Yes, yes... I will obey your order." Meng Zhang was already full of doubts at this time, not knowing what Cui Heng was going to do.

Could it be possible to really elevate 8,000 people to the realm of transformation?

Don't be kidding!

How is this possible?

After a while, the tea was served.

Cui Heng used his magic power, raised his hand and waved it over the tea bowl casually, and smiled, "Okay, send this tea to the boys to drink, remember to drink more."

This made everyone present stunned, and they all looked at Cui Heng with doubtful expressions.

Are you sure you are right?

This cup of tea is less than two sips for ordinary people, how can it be distributed to 8,000 soldiers?

The one who served the tea was a young officer.

The expression on his face was uglier than crying.

Since this officer had never seen Cui Heng's arrogant look, he was only called here temporarily.

From his current perspective, Cui Heng was already a treacherous man who deliberately made things difficult for Meng Zhang.

But when the officer saw the first soldier drink up the tea, and the teacup was full again, he was shocked. He

almost knelt down before Cui Heng.

What a god!

Then, the officer and Meng Zhang were both extremely shocked. Something incredible happened.

After the eight thousand soldiers drank the tea "processed" by Cui Heng, steam began to rise from their bodies, and they moved their bodies.

For a while, crackling sounds rang out in the sky above the training ground.

The aura of these soldiers was rapidly getting stronger.

They could clearly feel that their martial arts were improving by leaps and bounds. They didn't need to keep in touch at all. They could get stronger just by swinging their arms and legs.

Unbelievable, really incredible!

In a blink of an eye, these soldiers went directly from the level of internal cultivation and even the level of refining the body, crossing the realms of Qi sensing, Qi accumulation, tendon change, marrow washing, and Qi condensation, and reached the Qi transformation realm where they could spread the true Qi throughout the body as if it were their arms!

Eight thousand Qi transformation masters!

They were born!

After all these changes, eight thousand soldiers knelt down to Cui Heng, prostrated themselves, and worshiped him!

"Thank you for your grace, the immortal, for your grace!" "

Thank you for your grace, the immortal, for your grace!"

The roar was like a tsunami, reaching the sky.

At this time, Meng Zhang was completely dumbfounded.

With eyes wide open, he looked at these soldiers in disbelief, and subconsciously slapped himself to verify whether he was dreaming.

Hui Shi and Chen Tong standing aside were also a little confused.

The scene in front of them was really too shocking.

Eight thousand masters!

This is too exaggerated!

Has anyone in the world led eight thousand masters to fight?

Cui Heng had a calm face, and his heart was not much moved.

After all, the so-called masters of the transformation realm are actually equivalent to the fourth level of Qi refining, and many magical aspects are even far inferior.

With his current Jindan Dacheng cultivation, he can create tens of thousands of soldiers of the fourth level of Qi refining by just sprinkling a few soybeans.

It is too easy to promote these eight thousand soldiers to the Qi transformation realm.

"You are truly a god!" Meng Zhang bowed to Cui Heng with great respect, as if he were worshipping a god.

"No need to be polite." Cui Heng shook his head gently, motioning Meng Zhang and the soldiers to stand up, and then said to Hui Shi, "In the next few days, help them get familiar with their newly acquired powers, and also teach them some martial arts."

"Yes, Lord!" Hui Shi saluted hurriedly.

...

Six days later.

In the barbarian camp twenty miles away from Yunshu County City.

Siege equipment has been built, and the 300,000-man army, including craftsmen and civilians, is ready to go.

Qi Wushu stood at the front on horseback, his eyes fixed on the distant Yunshu County City, and suddenly drew the curved sword at his waist and roared to the sky.

"Warriors, follow me and kill! If we take down Yunshu Pass, we will have food for the winter, delicious wine and meat, and beautiful women!

"Kill!"

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ps: There is one more chapter, everyone can read it tomorrow morning.

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