I Have Infinite Death Soldiers, Overwhelming the Heavens with an Army

Fearless of death. Now, Zuo Jing, who originally just wanted a seat at the table, decided to flip the table entirely— First, spawn a hundred Death Soldiers to steal and scavenge. Then, spawn a thousand Death Soldiers to rob the rich and help the poor. Then, spawn ten thousand Death Soldiers to sweep through the gangs. Then, spawn a hundred thousand Death Soldiers to crush Grandmasters with sheer numbers. And finally, spawn a million Death Soldiers to raze the Holy Lands. The path of the martial artist is arduous, requiring decades of bitter cultivation to become an enemy of a hundred or a thousand men. What Zuo Jing had to do was simple, consisting of only two things— One, dig earth. Two, spam troops. After that, simply steamroll everything. ... PS: No playing the fisherman, no playing the hunter, no working as a handyman, no being a slave, no joining martial arts halls... only aggressively spamming troops across the heavens, steamrolling without rival, seeking total mental satisfaction. A complete power fantasy; enter only if you enjoy the genre.