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"Perfect, let this kid see my strength." Ying Zheng said, his expression returning to calm.

If I don't show some strength, that guy Lin Bei will definitely go too far.

After descending the high slope, Ying Zheng did not appear brazenly before the soldiers of the Bojian tribe.

Swing your arms once.

The sand and soil on the ground began to churn.

One by one, terracotta warriors rose from the ground.

It quickly exceeded one hundred, and the number continues to increase.

"kill!"

At Ying Zheng's command, these terracotta warriors began to rigidly form a military formation and marched in an orderly fashion toward the nearby Bojian tribe camp.

The moment the terracotta warriors appeared, the scouts from the Bojian unit immediately shouted into their walkie-talkies, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A piercing alarm sounded in the Hiroshibe camp.

Inside a tent, several leaders were still discussing their next move.

“Those damn guards! If we weren’t short-staffed and some heavy weapons couldn’t be transported here!” A man in a suit slammed his fist on the table and turned to the mercenary beside him, asking, “Couldn’t you find an excuse to move the troops this way?”

The mercenary-looking man helplessly raised his hand, "I'm sorry, no! Besides, I can only provide some logistical assistance."

Although we can't directly participate in this.

However, I have already contacted some mercenary channels.

The weapons and personnel should arrive in a few days.

Just then, an alarm sounded outside.

In no time at all.

A soldier burst in, shouting, "Report! Enemy attack!"

"So what if the enemy attacks! Just kill those Egyptians and that's it!"

I want to see if they outnumber us or we have more bullets!

Chapter 57 Therefore, one must have a broad perspective and a grand vision.

The summoned terracotta warriors marched in orderly steps.

They marched resolutely toward the camp of the Hiroki clan, shaking the sand and stones on the ground.

Standing on the high slope, Lin Bei watched this scene with burning eyes.

The terracotta warriors marched forward with unwavering determination.

Despite being bombarded and repeatedly attacked, the camp of the Hiromi tribe was destroyed and turned into mud.

Meanwhile, Ying Zheng hid in the shadows, continuously replenishing the terracotta warriors.

"This is true force!" Lin Bei exclaimed. "But these terracotta warriors are a bit stiff, and there's only one type of soldier, the infantry."

Lin Bei was speaking.

The bottom begins to change.

One after another, the mud spears formed from solidified soil began to be launched like a rain of arrows.

The dense rain of spears resembled a locust swarm passing by.

This caught the Bo Jian Department completely off guard.

For a time, the Bojian troops were unable to mount an effective resistance, and the infantry terracotta warriors, which were used to draw fire, suddenly accelerated their advance.

They charged straight into the camp of the Hiroshinobu tribe.

The terracotta warrior raised its stone-bladed sword high, and a member of the Bojian tribe died a humiliating death by its blade.

Lin Bei casually called out the name of a soldier who had already run out of the camp.

There were already more than a dozen campfires lit behind the camp, but the fuel used to burn the soldiers who wanted to evacuate.

Lin Bei's eyes flashed. "This method of turning soil into soldiers is quite good. It can be used to improve my template progress."

I'll go and 'ask for advice' later.

The resistance of the Hiroshibu tribe couldn't even last half an hour before it was breached.

Ying Zheng wisely spared a few lives.

Ying Zheng, forcing himself to stand upright, stood calmly before Lin Bei, surrounded by countless terracotta warriors. "Well! You've seen my methods!"

Lin Bei also gave a thumbs up in praise, "Brother Zheng, you're awesome!"

"However, it seems that Brother Zheng didn't include this method of turning soil into soldiers in the manual he gave me~"

"Brother Zheng, have you forgotten?"

"Oh dear, I suddenly remembered that I seem to have accidentally set up screen recording and video recording on my laptop."

If this were to accidentally spread online, the title of "Emperor of the Ages" might have to be changed.

Ying Zheng's smugness vanished instantly, and he said stiffly, "You'd better stop now!"

I've already promised you I'd help you catch those two!

Lin Bei looked at Ying Zheng with a half-smile, "We haven't caught him yet, have we?"

He glanced at the terracotta warriors and said, "Teaching me won't cost me anything. Of course, I won't let you teach me for nothing."

I can store these spoils for you for now, and I'll give them to you when we get back.

After all, carrying so much stuff might tire you out, and that would be disrespectful of me, your descendant.

"You'll get cyberbullied!"

"..." Ying Zheng remained silent, like a volcano gathering its strength.

Ying Zheng never expected Lin Bei to be so shameless, taking advantage of his weakened state to threaten him and pocket all the equipment he had worked so hard to acquire.

"Hahahaha!" Ying Zheng suddenly burst into laughter, "This transformation of earth into soldiers is just a minor technique in the art of earth-遁奇门 (earth-遁奇门 is a type of magical technique)."

Even if I don't teach you, you'll understand someday.

Since you are so eager to learn, I have no problem teaching you.

Ying Zheng laughed as he spoke, but his eyes remained fixed on Lin Bei.

The meaning was quite clear: it was a warning to Lin Bei not to be too arrogant, or he would risk losing the Fountain of Immortality.

Lin Bei, seeing that he had gained an advantage, immediately began to ask Ying Zheng for his little trick of turning soil into soldiers.

As for the few Hiromi soldiers captured with their necks pressed by stone blades, let them kneel for now.

It won't take long.

With the boost from Gao Jue's intelligence attribute, Lin Bei succeeded on his first attempt.

The dust on the ground spun rapidly into a thin line, gathering in Lin Bei's hand. In just five or six seconds, a stone-bladed longsword appeared in Lin Bei's hand.

The blade is slightly warped and the structure is rather loose.

Ying Zheng was no longer surprised by Lin Bei's rapid learning ability.

"Next, it's all about diligent practice. There's nothing more I can teach you in this regard; it's the trick of practice makes perfect, and you can only rely on your own understanding."

Lin Bei's hand trembled, and the stone-bladed longsword instantly turned into chunks of hardened earth that fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Turning to look at the stone-bladed longsword in the hand of the terracotta warrior beside me, I saw that its edges were sharp, without any grainy texture, and its surface even had a slight mineral luster—that's what you call a stone blade!

Looking at the ground where it belongs, the surface is rough, and you can still see the sand grains squeezed together on the exercise surface.

This cannot be blamed on Lin Bei. The key issue is that Professor Ying Zheng's method is very problematic. If he were not a Chinese person who has been influenced by five thousand years of culture, he would not understand Ying Zheng's various terms.

Moreover, it was said in a very mysterious way. If Lin Bei hadn't retrieved the knowledge that he had temporarily entrusted to his teacher and combined it with some content from inorganic compounds and geography, it would have been impossible.

It's really hard to succeed on the first try.

The main components of rocks are calcium carbonate and silicon dioxide, which combine with other metal ions to form various hard rocks or minerals.

Based on this understanding, Ying Zheng certainly didn't impart all his knowledge; otherwise, the luster emanating from the stone blades in the hands of the terracotta warriors he summoned would be inexplicable.

However, Lin Bei's attention was focused on one small part of the process of turning soil into soldiers.

To transform soft sand into cold weapons, the shaping process must be skipped. There is one aspect of the shaping process that Lin Bei is most concerned about.

A process that applies pressure to the sand.

This is also the core technique of turning soil into soldiers, transforming energy into pressure.

By using the so-called "qi" as a mold and controlling the mold to continuously shrink, pressure is applied to the object.

The ancients were not lacking in people of extraordinary talent, but their limited perspective restricted their imagination.

Once the intensity reaches a certain standard, the development of this technique of converting energy into pressure will cease. Instead, the focus will shift to developing the speed and quantity of turning soil into soldiers.

It was only because Lin Bei held leverage over Ying Zheng that Ying Zheng patiently and meticulously instructed him step by step, allowing Lin Bei to discover the core of the matter.

Under immense pressure, even loose sand can have its structure altered, transforming it into hard stone.

Think of this.

The sand on the ground began to gather in Lin Bei's hands once again.

However, the formation of the stone blade was somewhat slow this time.

A visible, transparent energy formed a mold, into which sand was continuously poured.

In the blink of an eye, a mold for a stone-bladed longsword appeared in Lin Bei's hand.

At this point, it should have ended.

Ying Zheng looked at Lin Bei with a puzzled expression as the stone blade in Lin Bei's hand continued to draw in sand from the ground, wondering what Lin Bei was up to.

Lin Bei estimated the energy consumption in his body. After the output reached ten points, the pressure in the energy-forming mold also reached a state of optimal cost-effectiveness.

Lin Bei also began to feel the strain. The pressure exerted by the energy mold on the objects inside was all-encompassing, and the difficulty lay in maintaining the energy mold.

If the pressure is to be increased again, the maintenance costs of the mold will also increase exponentially.