A thread of sound slipped into his ear. It was Li Lihe: "Commander-in-Chief, this move is vicious. Encouraging soldiers to leave their original units and form a new army means that the generals we planted throughout the various forces will lose their control over them."
Zhou Pengfei gritted his teeth. "Trying to wrench an entire army out of my hands by force? How could it possibly be that easy?"
A thread of sound traveled to one of the Great Generals.
That Great General glanced at Zhou Pengfei, then suddenly stepped into the sky. Facing Lin Su's Dharma image, he gave a deep bow. "Commander-in-Chief, this new army is being personally formed by you, so it must be extraordinary. Might I ask what kind of treatment you intend to grant them?"
Ji Qianling's heart jolted, and she too sent a thread of sound to Lin Su. "Careful, this is a trap!"
Yes, the question itself was a trap.
No matter how he answered, he would be wrong.
If he said there would be no preferential treatment, the hotheaded soldiers below would cool down.
Entering the golden circle meant facing the peril of life and death. Without any worthwhile treatment, how could he attract volunteers?
But if he said they would receive treatment surpassing that of ordinary troops, it would surely stir dissatisfaction among the other forces. An Army Mutiny would be just around the corner...
Lin Su said, "Those who enter the golden circle will become the vanguard that marches forth to battle for the Eastern Domain Immortal Dynasty. I cannot give you any exceptional material treatment. The only thing I can give you is glory! I do not care whether you were originally generals or soldiers, whether you came from the far south or the distant north, nor do I