Transmigration begins with archery training

"If I remember correctly, this is the second time your youngest son has been captured alive, right? And by the same person again!"

Tuoba Hongxin sneered, "I think your Yuwen clan is not far from its demise!"

"you……"

Yuwen Jinglian stood up, about to say something, but was interrupted.

"Gentlemen, let's stop arguing."

Duan, the Great Khan, advised, "The most urgent task is to make proper arrangements to prevent him from actually attacking the mountain. If anything goes wrong with our formation, all the hard work we've put into this over the years will be ruined!"

"Yes, aren't you two afraid of being laughed at if you quarrel over a mere junior?"

Khan Murong pointed to the map: "That Chen Sanshi is currently at most in this position. There are still a few tribes ahead of him. Even if we can't stop them, it's enough for us to deploy heavy troops at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain in advance. In the end, it's just a mysterious phenomenon."

"Let's calculate based on his breakthrough to Martial Saint!"

The Great Khan of the Duan clan said, "There are only 15,000 people. With several Martial Saints and High Priests in charge, if he dares to come, we can keep him here forever."

"You're right."

"This person is most skilled at using schemes and tricks. We should not act rashly. Let's set up our formation here and wait for him!"

……

Snowy desert.

Hongze Camp marched with difficulty through the icy and snowy landscape.

The further you go, the lower the temperature gets.

Even among the soldiers who trained and practiced martial arts every day, some suffered from frostbite and had to frequently stop to light fires for warmth.

"This horse is for my senior brother."

As Chen Sanshi spoke, he handed the reins of the Black Wind Horse to the other person.

"Okay."

Wang Zhi was so enamored with the horse that he immediately tried it out and exclaimed, "This horse is a treasure! It must belong to that old codger Yuwen Jingwen, right? I doubt there are many like it on the grasslands."

He looked down at the horse and remembered that not long ago, a martial saint had been riding on it.

This junior brother.

That's really over-the-top.

He was living in constant fear within the stronghold, and soon after, he learned that Yuwen Jingwen was dead...

"grown ups!"

Zhao Kang rode up to report: "There is another Yuwen tribe camp ahead, but the troops are few, only more than two thousand, and the general in charge is not at the Martial Saint level."

"My lord, what should we do?"

After the Battle of the Agate River, Chu Shixiong had no more doubts and had completely integrated into the Hongze Camp: "There are no Martial Saints ahead, and the troops are not many. Let me lead the charge and charge straight in, how about it?"

"Go back."

Chen Sanshi rejected the suggestion and beckoned the Ninth Prince, who was not far away, to come over.

The Ninth Prince, Yuwen Xin, was only at the Transformation Realm, so there was no need for the special method of guarding him by piercing his acupoints with black iron chains. He only needed to remove his weapon and have Xu Bin and the others watch over him.

Moreover, Yuwen Xin was very honest and would not lose his way even if he was riding on horseback.

"Chen Sanshi, why...why did you call me here?"

He swallowed hard and said warily, "I am a prince, you cannot kill me!"

I won't kill you.

Chen Sanshi tossed over a piece of dried meat: "Do you know the commander guarding the camp ahead?"

"Natural recognition!"

The Ninth Prince said, "The garrison commander is called 'Xi Ri Gou Li Ge,' and he is one of my fourth uncle's subordinates."

"Perfect, no need to waste time."

Chen Sanshi instructed, "Go and call for the gates of the stronghold to open, and have them surrender. We will leave this place after we have eaten and drunk our fill."

There are not many troops at the front.

But if we can reduce casualties, we should naturally do so.

The Ninth Prince, Yuwen Xin, tentatively asked, "If I go to knock on the door, will you let me go?"

"You also need to give directions."

Chen Sanshi said, "This is all white, and if you're not a local, you really won't know where you are. But don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I promise I won't kill you."

He accompanied the army with several barbarian soldiers, who would ask for directions separately and then reunite to prevent anyone from playing tricks.

In the current situation, time is the most precious thing.

soon.

Under Xu Bin's "protection," Yuwen Xin rode his horse to the front of the village.

Inside Dazhai.

The sentry immediately drew his bow: "Halt!"

"Don't fire the arrows! It's me! I'm Yuwen Xin!"

Amidst the wind and snow, the Ninth Prince shouted, "Go, bring Xirigoulige out here!"

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince?!"

Xi Ri Gou Li Ge looked at the prince dressed in mink fur, which was within his expectations. He had received news of the defeat at Agate River not long ago, but he did not expect him to arrive so soon.

Inside the village.

There are only five thousand people.

He knew he couldn't hold out, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness! Don't worry, I'll go out and fight them to the death, and do everything I can to protect you!"

"Open the gate!"

Amidst the howling wind, the Ninth Prince declared, "You will be spared as long as you disarm! The Hongze Camp will leave after they have eaten and drunk their fill!"

"Your Highness? What did you say?!"

Xi Rigoulige doubted that he had misheard.

"You only have five thousand men, and you can't hold the line. Why throw your lives away in vain?"

Yuwen Xin said matter-of-factly, "Let them go to Dadu to their deaths!"

"..."

Xi Rigoulige was speechless.

When their prince uttered such words, the soldiers in the camp lost all will to fight.

If we insist on taking action at this point, it will truly be a massacre.

Xi Ri Goulige had no choice but to comply.

Hongze Camp was able to rest and warm themselves in the large village filled with bonfires.

Chen Sanshi continued his cultivation.

[Technique: Nation-Suppressing Dragon Spear - Martial Saint]

【Progress: 60/100】

The previous battle with Martial Saint Yuwen Jingwen was also quite helpful for my cultivation insights.

Based on normal timelines, he should be able to break through to the Martial Saint level in less than two months.

But there's clearly no time right now.

The next day is dawn.

Hongze Battalion continued its march.

Chen Sanshi and Qianxun arrived at the deserted place together.

Light the furnace, begin alchemy!

They refined the True Martial Pill.

He was absolutely certain that he would break through to the Martial Saint realm before reaching Yinshan.

"boom--"

A crimson fire dragon appeared.

The surrounding area became warm as springtime, and the ice and snow on the ground melted quickly.

Chen Sanshi began adding rare and precious herbs in order.

When the time was right, he placed his hands on either side of the alchemy furnace, poured his magic power into it, carefully catalyzing the medicinal herbs inside, while trying his best to use his "divine sense" to perceive and control the changes inside.

"boom--"

The alchemy furnace exploded.

Chen Sanshi woke up with a start.

The second attempt to refine the True Martial Pill failed.

He took a deep breath and restarted the fire.

Just as it was almost finished, the alchemy furnace exploded again.

"almost."

Chen Sanshi opened the storage bag.

There are only two sets of materials left for the True Martial Pill.

But he should have an extra one this time.

"boom--"

Crimson flames blazed, and array patterns lit up.

This time.

Chen Sanshi steadily controlled the forty-nine major changes and sixty-four minor changes. Even his so-called "divine sense" seemed to have been enhanced, allowing him to see the scene inside the alchemy furnace more clearly.