Transmigration begins with archery training

Deng Feng was initially excited, but quickly paused, and said somewhat displeasedly, "Commander Chen, you're being a bit too unfair. You won't even let me use my sword or wear armor. After all, the opponent is at the Great Perfection of the Profound Formation realm. How can I possibly kill him with my bare hands?"

"There's no need to hide it anymore."

Chen Sanshi looked at the Nanxu cavalry shouting and cursing outside the city: "General Deng, it's time to show your sword. Once this sword is drawn, the 100,000-strong Nanxu army will turn into frightened birds, teetering on the brink of collapse. Then I, Chen, can crush them with a flick of my finger."

"If Deng can play such a role, I will die without regret!"

Deng Feng was overjoyed to hear that he no longer needed to hide his identity: "Just the two of us?"

"That's right, just you and me."

Chen Sanshi took the bow and arrows from Zhao Kang and began to arm himself: "Not only that, we will also be pursued and surrounded by tens of thousands of enemy troops. General Deng, are you afraid?"

"afraid?"

Deng Feng laughed loudly: "I told Commander Chen long ago that even if I can't win against someone below the Martial Saint level, I will never lose. The enemy army of 100,000, except for Fan Shuzhen, are nothing but good-for-nothings in my eyes!"

"it is good!"

"Deng Feng, listen to my command!"

Chen Sanshi's voice was firm and resounding: "Follow me out of the city and take the head of the enemy general!"

……

outside the city.

Peng Yunheng cursed for a whole morning, only stopping when his mouth was dry.

"Let's go!"

"There's no need to waste any more time!"

“We only have two hundred people, and they don’t dare to leave the city, which means that the city’s garrison is weak. Even that unarmed general is not at the Great Perfection of the Profound Elephant Realm at all, otherwise there would be no reason for him not to come out.”

"Return to camp! Tell Eighth Master and the others that in three days, the 100,000-strong army will directly attack the city!"

"..."

As Peng Yunheng spoke, he led more than two hundred cavalrymen back along the same route. Just when they were only a dozen miles away from the main camp, they could faintly hear the sound of horses' hooves behind them.

Looking back.

A white horse galloped across the desolate plain.

"Old Peng!"

Chen Sanshi's voice boomed: "I took a short nap earlier, and when I woke up, I heard that you had been barking wildly outside the city. So I came out with my gun to look for you. Why did you run away ahead of time? Hurry up and bring your head back, so that I won't have to waste my energy chasing you!"

"You're Chen Sanshi?!"

Peng Yunheng narrowed his eyes: "You have some nerve! Daring to chase after me alone? Prepare to die—"

He suddenly turned his horse around and raised the giant axe in his hand high.

That is, at the same time.

From the slope, another reddish-brown horse galloped out, with a tall and imposing general riding on its back.

"Well done!"

Peng Yunheng thought that the general who was good at using his fists had finally come out to fight, but when he looked closely, he saw that the general was clearly wearing the armor of a general of the Qing Kingdom and carrying a Green Dragon Crescent Blade. He was very different from the fierce general he had been described.

"Who is coming?!"

"This is Deng Feng!"

"Deng Feng?!"

Peng Yunheng naturally recognized this person and was shocked: "Deng Feng from Laizhou, how come you're following Sheng Ren?!"

Is this the third Xuanxiang General that Sha Wenlong mentioned?

But the problem is.

Given this man's reputation, Laizhou would never surrender if there were even the slightest hope of victory.

Is it...

"Li Gong has been defeated!"

"The Qing Kingdom is ruthless!"

"Deng has long been under Commander Chen's command, you old scoundrel, why don't you just die already—"

"boom--"

After exchanging blows, Peng Yunheng confirmed that the man was indeed Deng Feng. He felt a sense of unease and turned his horse around to retreat. After all, the mission was to find out if there were any martial artists in the city who had reached the Great Perfection of the Profound Elephant Realm, and if so, how many.

Unexpectedly, they encountered Deng Feng!

This person is known to everyone in the southeast of the Central Plains, so there is no point in him fighting him to the death.

however……

When Peng Yunheng wanted to leave, he found it was impossible.

Because Deng Feng was riding on it.

It was none other than Fan Shuzhen's green horse.

Both of these people are riding exotic warhorses!

How could an ordinary warhorse possibly outrun it?

Left with no other choice, Peng Yunheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight back.

In that critical moment, anger rose in his heart, and evil thoughts arose in his mind.

"Chen Sanshi, Deng Feng!"

You really think I'm afraid of you!

"You two dared to chase me all the way here!"

"My army's camp of 100,000 men is just 20 miles ahead!"

"You two, just die here together!"

"Chirp—"

The cavalrymen around Peng Yunheng began firing whistling arrows into the sky.

Inside the Nanxu Army camp.

Tens of thousands of troops were mobilized in an instant.

Fan Shuzhen, You Jingzhi, and Ran Jingxuan, three Xuanxiang Realm experts, all came out in full force. They could arrive at the location in less than half an hour, and a massive army would come to surround and kill the two!

Even from twenty miles away, Chen Sanshi could feel the ground trembling: "General Deng, are you afraid?"

"What is there to fear?!"

Deng Feng answered while fighting.

"it is good!"

"Whether we can defeat the 100,000 bandits depends on how well we play our third move!"

This sentence.

Chen Sanshi thought to himself, but didn't shout it out. He just kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows, killing one cavalryman after another. Those with shields, he shot their warhorses.

He deliberately avoided Hulao Pass and headed straight for the enemy camp of 100,000 men.

On either side of Chihiro, there were arrows hanging heavily, like mountains.

prior to.

Chen Sanshi dared not come alone to fight guerrilla warfare again because he was worried that he would not be able to deal with a Xuanxiang Realm martial artist if they got close.

But today.

He has General Deng Feng!

There are two exceptionally fine horses!

With an enemy force of millions, what is there to fear?!

This is the third move.

It's called—

Terrified, the 100,000 armored soldiers of Nanxu hesitated to advance and ultimately suffered defeat!

"Rumble--"

Even if a martial artist at the Profound Elephant Realm is far inferior to a Martial Saint, they are already beyond human.

Every time the two clashed, a deafening buzz would be heard. On the desolate land, the soil, still damp from the recent rain, would be blasted into countless clods of earth covered with grass under the force of their combined attacks.

"Deng Feng!"

Peng Yunheng's giant axe and Green Dragon Crescent Blade were locked in a stalemate, a pure contest of internal energy: "Everyone in the Central Plains and Southeast says you are incredibly loyal and righteous, so how could you be willing to follow a mere child just to save your own life? It seems you are nothing more than a fame-seeking opportunist, a coward who fears death!"

"You old scoundrel! How dare you insult me?!"

Deng Feng was speechless.

Regardless, he already carried the reputation of a traitorous surrendered general on his shoulders.

And during this period.

Unable to fight, forced to impersonate others, and forbidden from using weapons on the battlefield, he had been harboring a nameless rage for a long time. Now, under the enemy general's insults, he could no longer contain himself and finally erupted into fury.

Rumble!

On the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the almost tangible qi resembled a fierce tiger, biting tightly at the giant axe, seemingly wanting to bite off the axe's blade directly.

Peng Yunheng across from him was trembling uncontrollably.