They were all eight feet tall (one foot in the Qin Dynasty was about 23.65 centimeters, so eight feet was about 189 centimeters), wearing heavy armor weighing forty catties, carrying a twelve-foot-long halberd, and carrying a three-stone strong bow on their backs.
Each of them was strong and powerful, their eyes revealing a murderous intent; each of them was a ruthless killer.
If they were to fight ordinary people with their bare hands, they could easily take on ten opponents at once.
The Jurchen army, which ravaged the borders during the Han Dynasty and was unstoppable until the Qin Dynasty, was merely a subservient underling and dared not invade the frontier even a step.
If such an army were to increase its morale and combat power by another ten percent, it could be said to be invincible in the world!
It is important to note the difference between armored soldiers and regular soldiers.
The armored soldiers were nobles, the elite of the army, and the foundation upon which the Qin Empire relied to sweep across the world and unify the nine provinces.
Soldiers were commoners, ordinary people, conscripted from the populace or even savages. They were recruited during wartime and dismissed afterward. The ruler would bestow rewards upon them, and that was all.
Only the armored soldiers are the foundation of a nation.
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng became interested. However, he stared intently at the jade slip, but there wasn't a single word written on it, so he didn't know how to learn it.
"This... Immortal, why are there no words?"
Ying Zheng was dumbfounded yet again.
"Ahem, I forgot to tell you, this is a jade slip unique to the cultivation world, used for storing information. Place this jade slip between your eyebrows, and you can obtain all the information within it!"
Faced with this awkward situation, Xiao Ning explained, "However, it is worth noting that once you have learned this divine skill, the jade slip will disappear and cannot be passed on to a second person!"
Ying Zheng looked enlightened and laughed heartily, "It's alright, I never intended to pass it on to anyone else!"
After saying that, he placed the jade slip on his forehead as Xiao Ning had instructed.
In that instant, countless pieces of information flooded into Ying Zheng's mind, including "Roaring War Song." He had to close his eyes to process these memories.
At the same time, the jade slip in Ying Zheng's hand turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air.
A moment later.
Ying Zheng opened his eyes, a divine light flashing within them.
After digesting that information, Ying Zheng naturally learned how to use the skill "Roaring War Song".
It's as if it's become a bodily instinct, indescribable, inexpressible, and impossible to teach to others.
But if you know it, you know it; if you don't, you don't.
Now, Ying Zheng can easily unleash the skill "Roaring Battle Song" through language or gestures.
The range of its influence: Infinite!
That's right, it's infinite!
If he has 100,000 soldiers under his command, then after casting the skill, all 100,000 soldiers will gain a 10% increase in morale and combat power.
If there's a million, then it will affect a million.
Unlimited amplification!
Time limit: one hour.
CD time: 12 hours (one day)
With such miraculous effects, it's no wonder that immortals call it a divine skill!
Of course, it's not without its limitations; once the soldiers under its command reach the Innate Realm, this divine skill becomes ineffective.
"Ying Zheng thanks the immortal for bestowing upon him the magic!"
Even after acquiring divine skills, Ying Zheng still bowed respectfully, daring not to show the slightest disrespect.
After all, such a divine skill was bestowed upon him by the immortals without any hesitation.
"Fair trade, no need for thanks, get up."
Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Xiao Ning casually waved his hand, and an invisible force helped him up.
After getting up, Ying Zheng still looked at Xiao Ning with gratitude in his eyes.
Ying Zheng didn't believe that such a divine object could be contained within a single card; it must be due to the immortals, a gift from them.
He didn't believe in fair trade at all. He didn't feel like he was missing out on anything; he had gained such a huge benefit, how could he not be grateful?
Legend has it that immortals are untouched by karma and impervious to all laws.
Perhaps the immortals simply didn't want any karmic connection with a mortal like themselves, so they fabricated the concept of destiny, portraying the bestowal of blessings as a fair transaction like drawing cards.
After all, when Ying Zheng was a hostage in the State of Zhao, he had seen lot-drawing games before. Usually, it was considered lucky to win one out of ten lot-draws. How could he possibly win every time?
Moreover, both draws yielded items that Ying Zheng desperately needed, making it even more impossible.
Therefore, Ying Zheng made up his mind that this must be a divine gift from an immortal, just under a different name.
Xiao Ning seemed to see the question in Ying Zheng's eyes and said calmly, "I already said that everything is a fair trade. You used your luck points to draw cards and then obtained the Longevity Pill and divine skills from the cards. That is your own luck, and there is no need to thank me."
Ying Zheng had already figured out Xiao Ning's intentions. He showed a knowing look and nodded, saying, "I understand. I know the immortal's good intentions! May I ask the immortal, what is the innate realm?"
You don't know anything!
Seeing Ying Zheng's strange look, Xiao Ning knew perfectly well that he had misunderstood, and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.