Transmigration begins with archery training

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"No, relay my military orders!"

Chen Sanshi stood on high ground: "Set up the military formation right here, on the banks of the Agate River!"

"Right here?"

Chu Shixiong turned around and looked at the icy river water at his feet: "If you take one step back, you'll fall into the river."

"Then, we won't back down an inch!"

"Array up!"

"..."

……

Barbarian village.

Fourth Uncle!

The Ninth Prince, Yuwen Xin, rushed into the main tent: "They're here! They're all here! Last night, Chen Sanshi crossed the river successfully!"

"Ah."

Yuwen Jingwen asked, "Is their main force encamped ten miles outside my main camp?"

"No."

Yuwen Xin replied, "After crossing the river, they first dismantled the pontoon bridge themselves, and then did not move forward a single step, but simply formed a military formation in place."

"Oh? They dismantled the pontoon bridge and still have the Agate River behind them?"

Yuwen Jingwen, who had remained calm throughout, finally showed a hint of surprise on his face. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the Agate River on the map: "It seems that this kid is really determined to fight me to the death here!"

"Good nephew, are you sure the entire Hongze Battalion is here?"

"I'm sure!"

Yuwen Xin said confidently, "We have scouted back and forth many times. There are at least 12,000 people on the riverbank, which is basically the entire army."

Since it wasn't a matter of calling out names one by one in a line, it was impossible to accurately estimate the number of enemy troops down to the single digit; basically, only a rough estimate could be made.

The battalion was fully staffed, with 15,000 men.

At least 12,000 men, plus those lost along the way, that's pretty much all of our main force. There won't be any Sheng people's reinforcements here.

"last question."

Yuwen Jingwen asked, "Are Chen Sanshi and Chu Shixiong both here?"

The man surnamed Chen is cunning and treacherous.

He also had to be wary of a general lying in ambush beforehand.

"They're all here!"

Ninth Prince Yuwen Xin said, "Not only are Chen Sanshi and Chu Shixiong here, but also the twelfth prince of the Sheng Dynasty, Prince Yan Cao Zhi, is here. There is absolutely no mistake!"

"try again."

Yuwen Jingwen was not in a hurry.

"Report——"

Just in time.

The soldiers came to report.

"Chen Sanshi and Chu Shixiong led several hundred men to the outside of the stronghold to challenge them!"

"Well done!"

"Wow--"

Yuwen Jingwen suddenly stood up.

Thick black iron chains were wrapped around his arms, making a clattering sound as he walked. The end of the chain on his right hand was connected to a large piece of metal.

Meteor hammer!

The round hammer, with its surface covered with sharp cones, is more than half a person's height in diameter.

"Boom!"

Dragging along by the burly Yuwen Jingwen, the meteor hammer began to move, as if an iron mountain were being moved.

"Fourth uncle."

The Ninth Prince, Yuwen Xin, said, "Are you going to take action yourself so soon? Why not wait a bit and send two generals out to test their skills against Chen Sanshi first?"

"Nephew, your uncle has a question for you."

Yuwen Jingwen stepped into the wind and snow, saying as he walked, "Do you know why, in the Battle of Hulao, Fan Shuzhen of Nanxu commanded 100,000 troops, and with Ling Suan Ran Jingxuan, son of Zhong Hu, as his strategist, they still lost?"

"because……"

After careful consideration, Yuwen Xin replied, "Is Chen Sanshi cunning and treacherous?"

"wrong."

"I admit, he is unparalleled in bravery."

"No, think again."

"Could it be because he had Deng Feng, a surrendered general from the Qing Kingdom, and Fang Qingyun, the Phoenix Chick, by his side at the time?"

"None of it is right."

Yuwen Jingwen carefully instructed, "Fan Shuzhen's defeat was due to his hesitation!"

People in the Central Plains say that barbarians are ignorant of military strategy.

But actually.

Each of them had been well-versed in military strategy since childhood.

Whenever a battle occurs, the intelligence gathered will be reviewed one by one.

It can be said that Chen Sanshi thoroughly studied every battle he fought.

Hulao Pass was no exception.

At first.

If the 100,000-strong army of Nanxu hadn't hesitated in Lingzhou and had instead attacked Hulao Pass directly, none of this mess would have happened.

If you hesitate, you will lose!

Today is no exception!

Now that we know the enemy's movements and personnel distribution, what's the point of waiting?

Should we send a general out to probe?

That was not a test.

It's suicide!

Yuwen Jingwen knew that, apart from the Martial Saint, probably no one in the world could stop the man surnamed Chen.

If your general dies before the battle begins, it will only damage morale.

His personal intervention was the best option.

No matter how many tricks Chen Sanshi has, he won't be able to use any of them if he's slapped to death!

……

In front of Dazhai.

"Barbarian thief!"

Chu Shixiong raised his longsword and shouted at the barbarian soldiers on the watchtower: "You barbarians, aren't you known for your bravery? Why do you cower in the city when you see us? Are you afraid?!"

"You audacious Sheng people, you're about to die, and you still dare to be so stubborn!"

The barbarian general Magatal could no longer tolerate it and immediately led three hundred light cavalry out of the city to meet the enemy.

That is, he had just left the city gate.

Beside Chu Shixiong, amidst the heavy snow, stood a white-robed general with his bow drawn and arrow nocked.

"Om-"

A black dragon tore through the air and suddenly appeared between the white expanse of heaven and earth.

Magatal roared and was about to use his scimitar to behead the dragon. But as the arrow drew closer, he realized how powerful and violent the aura it carried was. Compared to it, his own aura was like the moon in the sky. Before even touching the arrow, he already knew his fate. In his eyes, the dragon twisted and deformed rapidly, like a huge "death" character rushing towards him.

"boom--"

Just as Magatal was about to give up resistance, an iron mountain fell in front of him, blocking the unstoppable arrows and smashing the black dragon!

"Your Majesty?!"

He looked back.

On a magnificent black horse, Yuwen Jingwen, a man of imposing stature and clad in mink armor, slowly retracted his meteor hammer. Behind him, the gates of the stronghold swung open, and a neatly arranged line of barbarian cavalrymen poured out.

After seeing Chen Sanshi and Chu Shixiong a mile away and confirming that it was indeed them, he had no more reservations.

The first battle is the decisive battle!

"Magatal, I'll leave you two thousand men to guard the main village."

Yuwen Jingwen's booming voice almost changed the course of the wind and snow, resounding in everyone's ears:

"All the rest of you, come with me out of the village!"

"The Sheng people are now at their last gasp, with nowhere to retreat. We only need to push forward, and if they take a half step back, they will fall into the Agate River!"

"In this battle, anyone who beheads a person will be able to exchange it for five acres of fertile land and two female slaves in the Central Plains!"

"Follow me, and slaughter every last one of the Sheng people!"

The desert has scarce land!

Women from the Central Plains with different appearances!

Wealth, status!

After winning this battle, everything will be yours!