Transmigration begins with archery training

Their army must not be approached rashly.

If the eight hundred cavalrymen are really doomed...

This means there is likely a pre-arranged encirclement ahead, just waiting for them to jump in.

"My junior brother won't act rashly."

Wang Zhi analyzed seriously, "The previous attack on the camp by eight hundred cavalrymen might have been a feint. He may have other plans for calling us to bring the main army here. Let's go and see what happens."

They dispatched fifty light cavalrymen and rushed to the slope where they could see the enemy camp.

Then I saw...

Amidst a snowfield tinged with red, bathed in the warm golden sunlight, countless barbarian soldiers stood in neat rows, heads bowed, obediently marching towards the Great Sheng.

There were hardly any soldiers guarding them.

At the rear, in the central command tent, the military flag...

It has long since been replaced by a large banner with the character "Sheng" and a general's banner with the character "Chen".

See here.

Cao Zhi and Wang Zhi understood perfectly well.

Tiger Hill...

We've already won!

Eight hundred men captured the Prime Minister's camp of twenty thousand soldiers and three Xuanxiang generals!

Moreover, with so many people facing eight hundred, they didn't even run away, as if they were willingly surrendering.

Let's look at the corpses on the ground.

They killed around ten thousand enemy soldiers!

This is because they were terrified of being killed, terrified of being killed!

But they only had eight hundred people...

If you control the enemy leader and force them to surrender, that would be understandable.

But how did he manage to kill so many enemies?

This is murder...

Still mowing the lawn?!

That's ten thousand people!

Even if you're queuing up, you'll still be killing people all night long!

"General Chen..."

Cao Zhi looked around and said somewhat incoherently, "Wasn't he famous for his wisdom and strategy? What's going on here..."

"I do not know."

Wang squinted his beady eyes, as if trying to see more clearly, and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey, Zhao Kang, you son of a bitch, come here!"

Zhao Kang, who happened to be nearby, heard the commotion and rode over.

"Who is this?"

"This is His Highness the Twelfth Prince!"

After Wang Zhi finished his introduction, he couldn't wait to ask, "What scheme did San Shi and you guys use last night? Eight hundred killed ten thousand people?!"

"A plan? There is no plan."

Zhao Kang displayed the bloodstains on his armor: "The plan is to kill, my lord alone..."

As he began to speak.

Cao Zhi's eyebrows rose and never fell again: "What did you say? General Chen, single-handedly, slew three enemy generals amidst ten thousand troops, and then, surrounded by twenty thousand soldiers, single-handedly killed over four thousand enemies?! Are you joking with me?!"

"Your Highness, why would I lie to you?"

Zhao Kang calmly said, "The bodies are right here. We only have eight hundred men. How could we fake it? It's not like the barbarians killed themselves, is it?"

After confirming several times, Cao Zhi only felt some tinnitus.

One arrow...

Has the Xuanxiang Great Completion been achieved?

The remaining two were no match for either of them.

When did he achieve mastery of the profound mysteries?

The last time we met at Ziwu Mountain, we were at roughly the same level.

Now, he has achieved mastery of meridians.

Chen Sanshi has actually achieved the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Form Realm?!

the most critical.

How could he single-handedly kill thousands of people without exhausting himself?!

Even if we disregard the enemy, there are still martial artists of the same realm. No matter how powerful a Xuanxiang is, he can only kill a thousand or so people before he will be exhausted. Four thousand people, that's four thousand people, including many barbarian generals of various realms!

How can it be? !

Let alone a martial artist.

Even if he's not human!

According to Cao Zhi's understanding, even if an ordinary immortal from the cultivation world came, killing more than a thousand people would exhaust all the magic power in his body. If he couldn't escape, he would die under a hail of blades!

Four thousand people!

How did he do it? !

Emperor Taizu Cao Xie only broke through 2,000 armored soldiers back then. Although he was facing martial saints, Chen Sanshi's numbers far exceeded that record.

"Your Highness, Prince Yan? Your Highness?"

Zhao Kang cautiously reminded them, "Now that the army has arrived, let's quickly move into the forward camp!"

Cao Zhi calmed the turmoil in his heart and began to arrange for people to enter the barbarian camp, while sending battle reports back to Liangzhou City as quickly as possible.

Outside the central command tent.

Chen Sanshi changed into a clean robe and was wiping his spear when he heard the deafening sound of horses' hooves ahead, and the familiar figure leading the way.

He set down his spear, stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "This humble general greets Your Highness. May I ask what brings Your Highness here?"

"General Chen, why be so polite with me?"

Cao Zhi hurriedly dismounted: "To be honest, I came here this time hoping to gain some experience with the general. But upon arriving, I heard about the general's amazing achievements. I am truly impressed."

He pulled Chen Sanshi to a corner and said to him alone, "Brother, to be honest, I just want to get some military merits with you. You won't look down on me, will you? Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

"It is my great honor that Your Highness has come."

Chen Sanshi replied perfunctorily.

Having a prince by your side makes everything inconvenient.

But he couldn't get rid of it, so what could he say?

"Brother, you still treat me like an outsider!"

As Cao Zhi spoke, he continued to look the man up and down, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother, how was he killed?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "What? How was he killed?"

"Four thousand people."

Cao Zhi held up a finger: "Brother, won't you run out of strength?"

Chen Sanshi said calmly, "Killing them is too much trouble?"

"..."

Cao Zhi was suddenly at a loss for how to continue the conversation.

"Since you're here, you might as well come with me and discuss the subsequent marching plan."

As Chen Sanshi spoke, he went into the tent on his own.

He spread out a map in front of the main table and ordered his men to summon all officers of the rank of adjutant and above.

Cao Zhi sat down beside him.

He ordered his personal guard to bring him a wine cup, found an unopened jar of wine in the barbarian's granary, and slowly began to savor it: "Go, kill another sheep and roast it."

"Yes!"

"..."

Soon a fat lamb was roasted inside the tent, and the aroma of the meat filled the air.

"His Highness Prince Yan really knows how to enjoy life."

Chen Sanshi ignored the lamb leg offered to him and instead focused intently on the map: "What's the situation in Youzhou?"

"I won't be back so soon."

Cao Zhi stopped after taking only two small bites of the tenderest part and said seriously, "According to the previous plan, within ten days, at least five battalions of troops will be mobilized from Liangzhou and the surrounding areas to rush to Youzhou to provide support from the safe area inside the Great Wall."

"Now that you, General Chen, have taken Tiger Hill, it means that you have opened up a shorter route to Youzhou, and you also have the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and directly outflank the barbarians outside the Great Wall of Youzhou. Of course, it will take two months."

"General, what advice do you think we should give to Liangzhou?"

When Chu Shixiong speaks now, his tone carries an even greater sense of awe.