Transmigration begins with archery training

"now.

"These barbarian thieves have even joined forces with demons from another continent, intending to turn my Liangzhou into medicinal herbs in a furnace!"

"His intentions are despicable, and his crimes deserve to be punished!"

"But all along."

"They rely on the vastness of the desert and the difficulty in finding their way. No matter how badly they are defeated at the front, they can simply retreat and recuperate before making a comeback!"

But today!

I have something to say!

"If the enemy can go, so can I—"

"We've crossed the Agate River!"

"We will be able to reach the south of Yinshan within thirty days."

"There lies their barbarian capital, and the Wolf-Dwelling Mountain where they worship! And there are the Khans of the four barbarian tribes!"

"That's our final battle!"

"I, Chen Sanshi, guarantee you this!"

"After this battle, the barbarians will never again invade our borders or disturb our people!"

"From now on, there will be no more barbarian tribes south of Yinshan!"

"Drink this bowl of wine!"

"We're heading straight for Langjuxu Mountain!"

"Killing a single barbarian thief is enough to shatter my heart and soul!"

"kill!"

"kill--"

Night fell over the vast desert, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens.

Thirteen thousand soldiers drank the strong liquor in their bowls, and then smashed the earthenware bowls heavily on the ground.

"set off!"

"Set off—"

"Boom boom boom——"

The night before more barbarian reinforcements and the Martial Saint arrived.

The soldiers of Hongze Camp passed through the Manao River stronghold and disappeared completely, entering the depths of the desert.

The bluebird flew through layers of wind and snow, heading in the opposite direction towards Liangzhou. Hanging from its sharp claws was a head frozen into an ice sculpture—the head of Yuwen Jingwen.

Agate River.

Tuoba Deyu, the martial saint of the Tuoba clan, reined in his horse and stopped, gazing at the densely packed corpses in the icy snow.

He could hardly imagine what had happened here.

He could only send a letter to Dadu immediately.

……

Liangzhou.

"boom--"

The blood mist was now only a few dozen feet away from the top of people's heads.

Birds no longer fly in the sky.

Flocks of crows perched on the eaves and rooftops, forming a dense, swarming mass.

The streets, buildings, and everything in sight turned crimson, as if the world was filled with blood. A sense of oppression and suffocation followed, and the vast city fell into an extremely eerie silence.

Inside the Wuyi Earl's residence.

Siqin Mohua's two maids were already terrified and at a loss for what to do.

"Master."

As the blood mist drew ever closer, Zhao Zhao cried out, "What...what should we do? Are we about to turn into blood...I heard that even Chen Sanshi's master is trapped here and can't get out."

"His master is trapped, but he still has him, doesn't he?"

Ningxiang looked up and said softly, "This is not just a calamity for Liangzhou, but a calamity for the whole world."

Great Wall.

"What should I do?!"

Overwhelmed with worries, even the sixth prince Cao Huan's hair ornament became somewhat disheveled.

He had just ended his more than ten years of confinement and was finally able to return to the court to do some work when he encountered such a great calamity. If things continued like this, he would probably turn into blood soon.

"What is the situation in Youzhou?"

"Not bad, we should be able to take down Licheng Prefecture in the next few days."

"After Licheng Prefecture, there is Zhutuo Pass!"

Cao Huan was exhausted: "Zhu Tuo Pass is the most difficult to attack, I'm afraid... it's too late!"

"Yes."

Second Senior Brother Cheng Wei fiddled with the abacus: "Inside Zhutuo Pass, there are not only 100,000 garrison troops, but also several Martial Saints and Immortal Masters. Meanwhile, Jiang Yuanbo and others from the capital are still on their way. Relying solely on General Lü and his men, I'm afraid our hopes are slim."

"First the white-robed official was killed, then Liangzhou was lost, could it be..."

Cao Huan spread his arms wide: "Is Heaven going to destroy my Great Sheng?!"

"Your Highness."

Fang Qingyun interrupted, "General Chen's battle report hasn't come back yet, so it's best not to jump to conclusions."

“General Fang, things have come to this point, there’s no need for you to speak up for General Chen anymore. He died for his country, and even if he disobeyed orders first, no one will punish him.”

Cao Huan sighed, "What a pity, my twelfth brother!"

Prince Cao Zhi of Yan.

He watched them grow up.

Although they did not share the same mother, their relationship has always been the best among all their siblings.

Should have known so.

We shouldn't have let Cao Zhi go on that dangerous trip with Hongze Camp.

No, you should say we shouldn't have let him come to Liangzhou in the first place!

"Report——"

"A letter from the Agate River!"

"Oh?"

Cao Huan was taken aback: "Quick, are my twelfth brother and General Chen still alive?"

Judging from the current situation...

Even if the entire army is wiped out and only a few high-ranking generals survive, it is still a timely loss for the Great Sheng Dynasty, which is better than the whole army dying.

"Do not……"

The guard who was in charge of reading the intelligence report said in a trembling voice: "Ten days ago, General Chen fought a desperate battle and personally killed Yuwen Jingwen. Afterwards, he led the Hongze Battalion to defeat 50,000 enemy troops. Now he has captured the Agate River and is heading straight for the Yinshan Mountains."

"What did you say?"

Cao Huan didn't react at first.

He was still recalling the name Yuwen Jingwen in his mind when he suddenly remembered that this was Yuwen Jingwen, the barbarian martial saint who was stationed at the Agate River and was known as the first Baturu of the Yuwen clan.

He's dead?!

Chen Sanshi...

Killed?!

He killed Yuwen Jingwen.

A mere Profound Realm cultivator killed a Martial Saint?!

It wasn't just Cao Huan.

Upon hearing the news, everyone present was stunned into silence.

"Could it be false information?"

Zhao Wuji said with a wry smile, "I believe you when you say that Bone Refining kills Visceral Refining, and I can accept that you say that Transforming Energy kills Meridian Opening, but isn't it a bit too absurd for Profound Elephant to kill Martial Saint?"

"If that's really the case, wouldn't it be a bit too disgraceful for a Martial Saint?"

"Could this be a trick played by the barbarians?"

"General Zhao, you are truly confused."

Fang Qingyun asked, "Would a gyrfalcon deliver false information?"

"Your Highness, it's true!"

The guard exclaimed excitedly, "The head! Yuwen Jingwen's head has been returned, but it couldn't get through the barrier and is currently outside it."

"it is true?"

"Just like the portrait, it's probably real!"

"..."

The tent fell silent once again.

"Map!"

"quick!"

"Bring me the map!"

Cao Huan shouted.

He pointed to the location of the Agate River on the map: "That means they are currently in this position, and it will probably take them another twenty days or so to reach the vicinity of Yinshan. How many troops will the barbarians be able to muster here in twenty days?"

"Including the original garrison, plus the pursuing troops behind."

Cheng Wei gave the answer: "About 100,000, including four Martial Saints, plus the high-ranking members of the Witch God Sect and the Immortal Masters."

Hear this.

Cao Huan, who had just become excited, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

Ultimately, this is something that is impossible to do.