Transmigration begins with archery training

Chen Sanshi put away his spear and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Ten days have passed since we crossed the river.

His injuries have healed, and he has even broken through to a higher realm.

Besides.

After all this time and effort, my skills have improved considerably.

[Tracing the Clues and Hiding the Trail (Minor Success)]

【Progress: 888/1000】

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[Skill: Horse Riding (Master)]

Progress: (309/500)

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[Skill: Commanding Troops (Proficient)]

【Progress: 890/1000】

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[Skill: Archery (Mastery)]

Progress: (550/2000)

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[Skill: Medicine. Average (Proficient)]

【Progress: 210/1000】

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Among the many skills, especially horsemanship and troop command, they are basically all practiced, so the improvement speed is very fast. When needed, one can break through in just a few days.

This battle has now come to a conclusion.

A few days ago, the three northwestern prefectures decided the victor, and all four tribes of the grasslands withdrew.

Yunzhou area.

After Cao Fan and others led their troops there, they successfully lifted the siege. With the addition of the Eight Great Camps, the entire territory was undoubtedly recovered.

It's just that the beginning and end are cut off.

The barbarian massacre in Yunzhou lasted for a full ten days!

Ten days in Yunzhou!

Nearly one million people.

Corpses littered the fields, and the cries of ghosts and wolves echoed through the air.

This was a crushing defeat, a complete and utter defeat.

Although no land was lost, it was still a huge loss.

It would probably take more than ten years to recover.

It is said that the imperial court ordered the relocation of refugees and landless tenant farmers from various prefectures.

It's ironic that these poor people can finally own their own land.

Besides, the barbarians will soon return.

It's very simple.

If they couldn't gain huge benefits from the ten-day campaign in Yunzhou, how could they have willingly cooperated with the emperor in such a grand scheme, even at the cost of sacrificing 30,000 troops?

What would the barbarians do if they gained benefits and became more powerful?

Of course, the offensive is in full swing!

In other words, regardless of what the emperor was doing or what the blood sacrifice was for, the outcome speaks for itself.

He is committing treason and collusion with the enemy!

This is even before the celestial treasure has been found.

Otherwise, if the barbarians only need to conserve their strength for ten or twenty years and build up a large number of core forces above the Transformation Realm, how can they fight this war? Are they really going to rely on their population advantage to force a trade?

Talk about it.

The things they sacrificed with their blood might also be related to magical treasures!

A complete recipe, a container capable of withstanding the temperature of a strange fire, and lamp oil.

Only when these three things are combined can one truly be associated with the word "immortal".

Chen Sanshi estimated that a significant reason why the barbarians sent people to attack Poyang was to search for magical treasures, but they just couldn't find them. They certainly wouldn't give up afterward.

So to say.

If one day he manages to reach the barbarian capital, will he be able to assemble a complete set of items?

There really is hope.

Legend has it that one of the greatest wishes of Commander Sun was to be able to storm deep into the grasslands, kill the barbarian bandits so that they dared not show their faces again, and restore peace and prosperity to the people of the north.

That being said, why hasn't he done so yet?

With the eight major battalions plus 200,000 Northwest Army troops, the troop strength is certainly sufficient, so the only problem is that the highest combat strength is insufficient!

Above the Martial Saint level, is that not enough?

Chen Sanshi was ignorant and did not know much about the strongest warriors of the four barbarian tribes: Yuwen, Tuoba, Murong, and Duan. He only knew that the Yuwen tribe had been supported by the Witch God Cult in recent years.

The other three companies are basically unknown to us.

Xu Wencai was the same.

No matter how capable he is, it's impossible for him to know much more about people from a higher social class.

But the Eighth Battalion must know the truth.

Even Sun Li and Sun Buqi might know.

He just never asked.

It's not that I wasn't interested, it's just that there was really no need for it before.

He was just a bone-training cultivator at the time, and he went to ask others about the highest combat strength on the grasslands. Wasn't that just a waste of his time?

But I need to take some time to learn more about it.

Because of the magical treasure!

Previously, it was the Witch God Cult that infiltrated the Central Plains in search of magical treasures.

Next, the roles of offense and defense will shift.

The lamp oil was stolen from the Tuoba clan and used in a blood sacrifice ritual by the Witch God Cult, which represented the Yuwen family.

Tuoba and Yuwen.

These two families definitely can't escape!

Chen Sanshi is now dreaming of a big, rosy future.

It's really a bit shabby to only have lamp oil.

It's like a set of equipment; it only has an ignition device, nothing else.

Although Linghe is still very effective.

The more this happened, the more curious he became about what he could make once he got the container and the recipe.

immortal.

If there really are immortals, where do they live?

Why would these things come to the "mortal world"?

Let's take it one step at a time.

Chen Sanshi knew that he couldn't rush things.

After two months of life-and-death struggles, everything has finally come to a temporary end.

The people of Poyang County also began to return one after another.

Those who remained in Huanwen County could only become refugees.

There are only two fates for refugees: one is to starve to death, and the other is to live in anonymity as servants of powerful families, thus losing their personal freedom.

Relatively speaking, it's better to go back to Poyang.

As for Chen Sanshi, he naturally wouldn't go back.

He's setting off for Liangzhou in the next couple of days to participate in the selection of the Eight Great Camps. Even if he doesn't become the chief disciple, he's confident he can still become an inner disciple. He'll most likely stay in Liangzhou and join the Eight Great Camps in the future.

"Why are you secretly practicing your skills again?"

When Gu Xinlan returned from running errands, she saw the spear in her husband's hand and immediately ran up to him worriedly: "Sister Li said you injured your internal organs and need to rest and recuperate!"

"I'm really fine."

Chen Sanshi put down his spear and suddenly picked up Lan Jie'er: "If you don't believe me, just try it!"

"No, you should rest well and not hurt yourself because of this."

"It's very sturdy."

'I have a body of steel, skin of bronze and bones of iron; how could I break so easily?'

Chen Sanshi thought to himself, but didn't say it aloud; he really didn't dare to use it.

"You promised to have a child, now that the war is over, are you trying to go back on your word?"

Three days later.

A large group of people gathered outside Huanwen County.

Three horse-drawn carriages, along with hundreds of escorting soldiers, formed a formidable procession.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

"We are Lord Chen's subordinates."

"I know, so why are you following us?"

"Can we go together?"

"No."

The city gate.

Hundreds of soldiers stared blankly at the convoy.

For Zhao Kang, Wang Li, Zhu Tong, and others, after countless bloody battles, they had long regarded Chen Sanshi as their backbone. If he were really abandoned, they probably wouldn't even know what to do every day.

Li Qianzong, who was in charge of escorting them, refused without hesitation: "No means no."

"General Manager Li, could you please make an exception?"