Transmigration begins with archery training

"What's the situation in Youzhou?!"

The sixth prince, Cao Huan, had not slept well for several days. His eyes were bloodshot, and even his clothes were disheveled.

"Good news, good news!"

The subordinates finally heard an arrow shot in from outside: "General Lü has rushed to the front line of Zhutuo Pass!"

"Can you make it?"

Cao Huan looked at the generals beside him.

Zhao Wuji and the others remained silent.

"Maybe we can withdraw some of them."

Cheng Wei gave the answer: "If the Gate of Life opens, it will be on the east side of the Luotian Mountains."

"Then let's prepare in advance."

The Sixth Prince, Cao Huan, ordered: "Order all soldiers in the city to assemble outside the Luotian Mountains. Once the gate of life is opened, they must escape immediately. As for the people in the city, they can follow behind and wait for the soldiers to leave first before they leave!"

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!"

Zhao Wuji accepted the order and left.

soon.

The Northern Liang army and garrison troops trapped in Liangzhou City gathered together and maintained order as they headed towards the Luotian Mountains. At the rear of the procession followed groups of civilians.

Zhao Qiao, who had been left behind to do errands and manage the granary because of his advanced age and inability to keep up with martial arts, looked at this scene and felt that it was familiar, just like when they fled from Poyang.

……

The barbarian capital.

Led by the Ninth Prince Yuwen Xin.

Hongze Camp traveled unimpeded and arrived at the Yinshan Mountains at top speed.

After more than two months of blizzards and extreme cold, the entire desert has been transformed into glaciers and snowfields, and the continuous mountain peaks have long since become snow-capped mountains, a scene of dancing silver snakes and galloping wax elephants.

In this vast land, a pitch-black city stands tall, like a hibernating, colossal beast that devours the sky.

Barbarian capital!

Tianshan City!

In the desert, there are few buildings, and even if there are, most of them are small formations like the Frost City. Tianshan City, however, is the only fortified city of the barbarians!

Its fortification was no less than that of the capital city of any dynasty in the Central Plains.

Before this.

This place has always been the capital of the most powerful barbarian tribe, the Tuoba clan.

But Hongze Camp's target was not it.

It is a mountain peak more than a hundred miles behind Tianshan City, Langjuxu Mountain!

There.

It is the Purple Mountain of the barbarian tribe, their sacrificial site, and the main eye of the blood sacrifice array.

The Khans of the four barbarian tribes—Yuwen, Tuoba, Murong, and Duan—were all gathered on the mountain peak.

This battle.

It will be the first time in a hundred years.

The final battle between the Central Plains people and the barbarian tribes!

Fifty li outside Langjuxu Mountain, Hongze Camp temporarily halted its operations.

"grown ups!"

Zhao Kang returned and reported: "Twenty miles ahead is the barbarian army of 100,000. They have formed a battle formation in advance and have been waiting here for a long time. Conservatively speaking, there are at least five Martial Saints. Basically, apart from Youzhou, this is all the barbarian forces here, and there is only one road up the mountain."

"Since there's only one path, then..."

Chen Sanshi paused for a moment: "Charge! Pass on my order: all soldiers of the Hongze Battalion, form ranks on the spot and prepare to charge!"

"Yes!"

Chu Shixiong accepted the order.

The orders were relayed down through the ranks.

Hongze Camp began its final preparations amidst the freezing cold!

"Yuwen Xin."

Chen Sanshi said, "You can leave now."

"really?"

Yuwen Xin, who had been on tenterhooks the whole way, was overjoyed. After taking a few steps, he looked at the dark mass of barbarian troops in the distance and his tone became tough: "You surnamed Chen, there are 100,000 troops ahead, plus the martial saints of various tribes, and finally the high priest of the Witch God Sect in charge. You are nothing but ants trying to shake a tree. I advise you not to throw your life away in vain. If you run away now, you might be able to survive in some remote corner later."

Chen Sanshi stood on his horse: "We'll meet again before nightfall."

"W-what did you say?"

Yuwen Xin was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized the meaning of those words.

Let him go back, and say that he should come before dark.

Does the surname Chen mean that he wants to reach the mountaintop before dark?

"Arrogant! But..."

Yuwen Xin sneered, "I might see your corpse in two hours, perhaps before nightfall!"

He waited for the next harsh remark before riding away at top speed.

……

Mountain top.

altar.

The high priest of the Witch God Cult sat cross-legged on the altar, his hands forming a mudra. Beneath him were numerous evil stones, maintaining the operation of the blood sacrifice array. After two months, his entire body was covered in ice and snow, making him look like an ice sculpture.

"The last few days!"

"The blood sacrifice formation will then be completed."

A hoarse voice came from inside the ice sculpture.

"High Priest?!"

Hear this.

Several of the sweaters looked excited.

this means.

As long as we can get through the last few days.

The entire Eastern Continent belongs to their Celestial Clan!

The Khans waited expectantly on the mountaintop.

a few days later.

A soldier came to report.

"Chen Sanshi is here!"

"The White Robe and Hongze Camp are already arrayed below the mountain!"

"..."

"So fast?"

Yuwen Jinglian snorted coldly: "They actually dare to come!"

"Your Majesty, His Highness the Ninth Prince has returned!"

"Father Khan! Father Khan!"

The Ninth Prince, Yuwen Xin, rushed into the tent, looking travel-worn, and knelt down on the ground.

"Xin'er, you... why are you back again?"

Yuwen Jinglian stood up in disbelief: "You surnamed Chen, you're just going to let him go like that?!"

"Father Khan, this man is incredibly arrogant!"

Yuwen Xin angrily denounced, "He made a threatening statement, saying that he would take the heads of Father Khan and several uncles before nightfall!"

"court death!"

Hear the words.

Tuoba Hongxin flew into a rage: "A mere twelve or thirteen thousand men, thinking they can climb the mountain? That's utterly delusional! Where are the warriors of the Celestial Clan?!"

"We are here!"

Five martial arts masters stepped forward.

they.

They were the strongest fighting force of the entire barbarian tribe, excluding Youzhou.

among them.

There were two Tuoba.

The remaining three will be divided among the three tribes, with each tribe taking one.

"Listen carefully!"

Tuoba Hongxin said, "Any one of you who can cut off Chen's head will be made a king after the blood sacrifice formation ends! Any other soldier who can make Chen Sanshi shed even a drop of blood will be made an earl! Cut off his limbs, even a finger, and he will be made a marquis!"

Such a generous reward!

Let alone 100,000 soldiers, even the five martial saints had a hint of excitement in their expressions.

"What are you still doing?"

"Hurry down the mountain, don't fall for this boy's schemes again!"

"..."

……

Down the mountain.

The soldiers of Hongze Camp stuffed the last bit of dry rations and dried meat they had into their mouths to replenish their strength.

Chen Sanshi also took out another tiger-headed golden spear from his storage bag and assembled it piece by piece by hand as a backup. Just as he was about to return to the front line to command, a voice as cold as ice and snow rang in his mind.

"Come with me."