Transmigration begins with archery training

Unbeknownst to them, this youngest military officer in the thousand-household garrison had become their commander. Even though he had not yet been officially promoted, they were all willing to obey him.

In a sense, they are only alive because of Chen Sanshi; otherwise, they would have died long ago.

"Damn it, thank goodness I never offended Lord Chen before."

Zhao Kang felt a lingering fear.

"You lot are all dead!"

Feng Yong pointed at Liu Jinkui and the others, recalling, "If I remember correctly, when you were recruiting people, didn't you accept bribes from Tianyuan Martial Arts School and not teach them breathing techniques?"

"Yes, it's you guys!"

Zhao Kang said gloatingly, "Just wait and see what happens later."

"That matter wasn't directed at him alone; it was a rule left over from the previous Commander Li. Over the decades, it has become a tradition. In the past, anyone who dared to teach without paying would be punished by Commander Li!"

Liu Jinkui felt a sense of panic.

"Yes, if anyone's going to die, it should be Wang Zhi!"

Xiong Qiu'an cursed, "We just didn't teach them, but that fat guy charged eight taels of silver and still wouldn't teach them. Later, when he saw that someone had talent, he sniffed around like a dog and went after them. What kind of person is he? He should be killed!"

"Go to hell! What are you all swearing about?!"

Just then, Wang Zhi returned with a group of scouts: "Who wants to kill me!"

"Lord Chen wants to kill you."

The group spoke almost in unison.

"I'm a dog! A mangy dog, so what?"

Wang Zhi, with his thick skin, said: "Whether I kill him or not is none of your business. I'll just entrust my life to him!"

"Damn it, Deputy Commander Du and the others call you General Tang. You wouldn't happen to be a dead man who came back to life in the fifty-seventh year of the Longqing reign, would you?!"

"What level of cultivation must the commander of the Xuanwu Camp be at?"

"A commander who leads more than 10,000 men must at least be at the Tongmai level. If we replace the elite troops of the Eight Great Camps with them, nine times out of ten they are above the Tongmai level but below the Martial Saint level."

"Wouldn't that be the Profound Manifestation Realm?"

"What's the use? He's still training his bones just like us."

"Get out, get out, you don't know anything."

Wang Zhi fell silent.

His internal organs and meridians are all damaged. If he can be cured, he can return to his peak condition in just a few years.

Unfortunately, only a god can cure it!

"Lord Chen is back."

A group of people reined in their horses and waited for the white horse to approach rapidly.

"drive--"

"How's the situation?"

Chen Sanshi spoke first.

He sends out several groups of people every day as scouts to gather information from all directions, so that he can respond promptly in case of any unexpected events. Commanding tens of thousands of people is no easy task.

Zhao Kang and the others gathered here to report on the situation.

"I found Du Rong's body. Hengkang Prefecture has evacuated nearly 20,000 men to outflank us from the shortcut ahead."

Wang Zhi's expression was grave: "It seems they're not planning to let a single one go!"

"Map!"

Looking at the map, Chen Sanshi quickly made a decision: "There's a canyon here. We can launch one last attack and delay them for about two more days. After that, only heaven knows. Does anyone else want to leave early?"

"Master Chen."

"Now that things have come to this, what's the point of saying anything more? Not only the others, but we are also willing to stay with you to the very end."

"Yes, our wives, children, and elderly parents are also ahead."

"Isn't joining the army and learning martial arts all for the sake of my wife and children?"

"..."

"it is good!"

Chen Sanshi began to assign tasks: "Wang Zhi, you will lead four hundred men to encounter the pursuing troops from Hengkang Prefecture. You are only allowed to flee and not kill the enemy. Lead them to this canyon."

"Feng Yong and Zhao Kang, get to the canyon as fast as you can. When the enemy catches up, first fire arrows, then roll stones and logs, and finally set the mountain on fire. Don't linger in the battle. Once you've done all that, leave."

His arrangements were actually just a trick relying on the terrain. Eighty miles ahead, there would be no more dangers to rely on, no mountains to burn, and he would enter a flat wasteland stretching for a thousand miles.

At that time, the iron hooves of the barbarian cavalry will no longer be able to stop them.

He can only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

"I accept my order from my humble position!"

"Leader!"

"..."

The group then mobilized their troops and departed.

Chen Sanshi then went back and shot down more than twenty pursuing riders directly behind him, preventing them from advancing for a short time, before he could finally head towards the canyon to provide support.

……

"There's an ambush! Retreat!"

"..."

When the barbarian bandits chased them to a canyon, suddenly a deafening shout rang out overhead, arrows rained down, and then boulders and falling trees came crashing down from a height of several dozen feet, as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, leaving no way to escape.

The barbarian cavalrymen with slightly lower cultivation levels were instantly smashed into mincemeat, and even their warhorses that could withstand the attack suffered the same fate, with screams and wails filling the air.

"A bunch of trash!"

The priest of the Witch God Church, Amugu, who finally arrived, looked extremely grim upon seeing the scene before him.

With so many elite cavalry pursuing a group of civilians and their remnants, they have not only failed to catch up after so long, but have also suffered extremely heavy losses. The most outrageous thing is that news came from the rear of three thousand cavalry.

Three thousand men were so frightened by a mere junior officer who had mastered internal organs that they dared not pursue him!

What a shame!

"You are all Achina, Sethhei!"

"Even a fool could see there was an ambush in this terrain, so why did we chase after them!"

"Get out of the way right now and chase after them via the main road!"

While giving orders, Amugu led a group of twenty-odd followers of the Witch God on their finest warhorses, charging into the canyon and leading the way, completely unafraid of the arrows and boulders raining down from the sky.

"Boom!"

He raised his hand and struck, but the boulder above him didn't even manage to hit him. It exploded with a deafening roar when it was still about an inch away, shattering into countless fragments scattered across the ground.

"Unblocking the meridians..."

At the end of the canyon, Wang Zhi could see clearly. He shouted, "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

With the help of a channel clearing the way, more than twenty followers of the Witch God quickly arrived on horseback.

Amugu held a specially made vajra, and none of those he encountered could withstand a single blow. The vajra pierced their hearts, leaving a stream of hot blood stored in the internal mechanism.

Within a few breaths, seven or eight people fell off their horses.

"Unblocking the meridians..."

Feng Yong, Zhao Kang, and the others were all native hereditary military households who had never left Poyang County. The highest level of martial arts they had ever seen was the Refining Organs level. When they encountered the legendary Meridian Opening technique, they were at a loss for what to do.

"Get out! Get out of here now!"

Wang Zhi roared and charged forward.

Amugu's eyes flashed with disdain as he raised his hand and struck. To his slight surprise, the opponent's swordsmanship far surpassed his own level, and he actually managed to react and block the attack. Of course, that was all.

A terrifying force struck, and Wang Zhi's longsword was sent flying.

Amugu gave his opponent no chance to breathe, and almost simultaneously struck his opponent's chest with his left hand. The latter raised his arm to block, but how could he stop it? He spat out a mouthful of blood mist, flew backward several feet, and crashed heavily to the ground, instantly losing consciousness.