Transmigration begins with archery training

The Xuanwu Camp was completely wiped out in the fifty-seventh year of the Longqing reign.

In other words, Yu Song had never met Wang Zhi, was unaware that "General Tang" had been following them, and was merely a centurion due to his limited cultivation level.

"General Manager Chen."

Yu Song said, "You are young yet have such high cultivation and a sharp mind. The future of the Northern Territory will really depend on you. Now that you mention it, you really must leave this wretched place alive no matter what. As your commander, I also have this responsibility."

"General Yu, you flatter me."

Chen Sanshi looked at the first light of dawn in the east and said, "We should set off."

"Well, let's go!"

……

Yanzhou.

"Second brother, did you see it?"

Rong Yanqiu rushed into the tent and exclaimed in surprise, "The grain supplies! Junior Brother is still alive! Not only is he alive, but he also burned down the granary and the supply route of Jinquan Prefecture!"

When she saw the information, she almost thought it was fake.

The three thousand men, after splitting up, not only did not perish in the encirclement, but also destroyed the enemy's most important food supplies. Regardless of what happens in Mingzhou next, this is definitely a great achievement.

"Yes."

Cheng Wei was calculating: "This is great. The cost of this battle for the Western Qi Kingdom will increase exponentially. I estimate that Zhong Wuxin will be furious. Junior Brother's death was worthwhile."

"die?"

Rong Yanqiu, who had been happy for only a short while, felt as if someone had poured cold water on her: "Second brother, what do you mean?"

"Do I need to explain what you mean? Ninth Junior Sister isn't ignorant of military strategy."

Cheng Wei said calmly, "After this battle, where can they go?"

"..."

Rong Yanqiu remained silent: "Is it too late?"

"Don't even think about it. Neither we nor the boss can save them in time."

Cheng Wei said calmly, "But it's alright. Junior Brother saved us so much trouble. I will remember him and will burn paper money for him every year on the anniversary of his death."

I'll burn you!

Rong Yanqiu snatched the abacus away: "Second brother, don't give me that. Tell me quickly, how can junior brothers survive?"

"..."

Cheng Wei said helplessly, "Ninth Junior Sister, forcing me won't help. There's really no way. Unless they find a way to survive that doesn't exist in the first place, no one can help them. Let's prepare the paper money in advance."

"fart!"

Rong Yanqiu was too lazy to ask any more questions. She muttered, "If you can't find a way to survive, can't your junior brother find one? You didn't even think about burning down the granary. All you do is use an abacus all day. Your brain is all messed up."

"Too."

Cheng Wei had to admit, "My junior brother is comparable to the fourth brother. I am not as good as him in this respect, so I hope that he will be blessed by the heavens."

……

Four hundred li west of Jinquan Prefecture lies the camp of Zhao Wuji's remaining troops.

"They left? How could they leave!"

Zhao Wuji looked at the message brought back by Hai Dongqing, his face stiff: "If they don't join me, where can they go? Wutong Prefecture is the best place to stay next!"

"General, General, something terrible has happened!"

"Two hundred miles to the west, we have discovered an army of 20,000 from the Western Qi Kingdom, along with two commanders at the Xuanxiang Realm!"

"Chen Sanshi already knew?"

Zhao Wuji quickly found the penmanship expert: "Can't you wait for me? I'm going to join them!"

I'm afraid it's too late.

Even the gyrfalcon exhibits significant lag.

He only received the intelligence today, but he estimated that Yu Song had already led his troops on a journey that would have lasted for several days. Not to mention the pursuing troops from Jinquan Prefecture, even if they defeated these pursuers, by the time they reached Jinquan Prefecture, tens of thousands of enemy troops would probably have arrived by then.

"This kid..."

Zhao Wuji slumped onto a rock in despair: "We've fooled even our own people..."

Even he, looking at the reserve battalion's marching route, was once absolutely convinced that they were coming to join him.

OK……

Whether he can survive is unknown, but that kid has the guts to use such a bold strategy. The Eight Great Camps will probably produce another Fang Qingyun, no, perhaps even stronger than Fang Qingyun.

"I regret it!"

If Zhao Wuji had changed his strategy earlier, his Liangzhou troops would not have ended up in this situation.

"Everyone, break through!"

……

Yangchun Prefecture, the rebel army camp.

Dong An looked at the map hanging on the wall with a solemn expression. In front of him was a chessboard, a game between him and Chen Sanshi, with him playing black and his opponent playing white. However, he could only see his opponent's previous move and could only guess what move he was currently making. Every time he made a wrong prediction, it would lead to irreparable consequences. He had already made one mistake and could not afford to make another.

For him, the victory or defeat of this battle was irrelevant.

Rather, it is the dignity of a commander!

The saying "an incompetent general brings ruin to his entire army" perfectly illustrates this point.

Fang Qingyun is one thing.

If Dong An really loses to a young man, what face will he have to continue living, and what face will he have to challenge Fang Qingyun? This guy has only been practicing martial arts for about a year.

"pat~"

Finally, his fingers gripped the chess piece and brought it down heavily: "Die!"

The original garrison of Jinquan Prefecture has not sent back any news so far.

This means the food supplies are gone.

Even Jinquan Prefecture could very well fall.

What a great speed!

It's absolutely impossible for them to have horses when crossing the river, unless warhorses are also used for marching and fighting and are waiting for them on the riverbank in advance!

“He definitely possessed a rare and precious steed, one of the most valuable in the world. How could a mere captain like him have such a beast? It simply doesn’t make sense. Therefore, this defeat is somewhat understandable!”

Dong An comforted himself in his heart.

"Fortunately, it ends here!"

All the calculations, losses, and even morale of military campaigns flashed through his mind. This was his unique skill; his brain was born to fight.

According to his estimate.

Whether the reserve battalion joins Zhao Wuji's remnants or stays in Jinquan Prefecture, they will only face certain death. At most, news will arrive in the next couple of days.

"General, the supplies have arrived!"

"Once we arrive, we'll continue the siege. Do we still need to ask this commander?"

"But Commander, you haven't paid any attention to those people in Yangchun Prefecture for a long time. Are you sure you don't need to come up with a new siege strategy? Why keep focusing on those few thousand defeated soldiers all day long?"

"What do you know!"

Dong An rebuked, "Those imprisoned in the city are inanimate objects. What we fear most on the battlefield is unpredictable changes! Now that the supplies have arrived, you just need to continue your fierce attack. As long as the remnants of the reserve battalion are not killed, I will not leave the central command tent for a moment!"

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

"General, would you like something to eat? You haven't eaten for five days."

"Where's the intelligence? Where's the intelligence on the army in charge of the pursuit?"