Transmigration begins with archery training

"Just last year, the commander of the neighboring garrison accepted bribes and secretly took someone else's place in the selection process. After it was discovered, he was sent to Liangzhou to be a suicide squad and died."

"If a centurion or similar officer is found out, they are killed on the spot."

"Otherwise, why do you think they are afraid of the Governor's Mansion, and why the people from the martial arts school dare not touch you?"

"What are you looking at me for?"

Chen Sanshi said calmly, "I'm worried about you."

"worry about me?"

Wang Zhi pondered the meaning behind those words and suddenly realized: "Do you think I'm also beyond redemption?"

"Am I so worthless in your eyes?"

He broke down his defenses and defended himself, saying, "I'm making money, but I have a legitimate purpose for it."

"Don't talk nonsense when the selection officer arrives!"

"When are you coming?" Chen Sanshi asked.

"I don't know the exact time, but it will definitely be before the snowfall," Wang Zhi replied.

So, does that mean the vanguard officers will also have to participate in the spring campaign?

Chen Sanshi inquired about the Governor's Office's attitude toward this matter.

"I've heard that the Governor's Office doesn't approve of this."

Wang Zhi, well-informed, said: "But this matter was approved by the Ministry of War. I don't need to tell you who's above the Ministry of War, do I? I guess the vanguard officer came early, partly to see if he could stop them."

Above the Ministry of War, there was naturally the emperor and the crown prince who was in charge of the state, and at most a few key ministers in the decision-making level.

"Xiang Tingchun, you son of a bitch."

Wang Zhi tapped his fingers on the table: "If you want to take this opportunity to join the princeling faction, then use us brothers as your scapegoats!"

Prince?

Is Xiang Tingchun trying to curry favor with the princelings?

Starting in the thirtieth year of the Longqing reign, the emperor began to practice Taoism and appointed the crown prince to oversee the country.

Now, in the seventy-second year of the Longqing reign, the Crown Prince has been overseeing the country for forty years.

Now that the emperor has tacitly approved and the Ministry of War has authorized the crown prince to begin selecting military officers and cultivating his confidants on the border, it is clear that this is aimed at the military governor's office.

"Don't worry, this isn't the first time something like this has happened."

Wang Zhi saw through his thoughts: "In the fifty-seventh year of the Longqing reign, His Majesty listened to slander and imprisoned the Grand Coordinator. What was the result?"

"That summer, foreign enemies invaded from the south. Without the commander-in-chief in charge, seven cities were captured in a month!"

"Even our eight battalions... suffered a crushing defeat, with the Xuanwu Battalion being completely wiped out!"

"It wasn't until the supervisor was reinstated that the situation was turned around within six months."

"Three years ago, the barbarians were restless, but it was thanks to Commander Sun's presence that they have not dared to launch a large-scale invasion so far."

"So let them make a fuss. Anyone can be replaced in the Great Sheng Dynasty, but Governor Sun cannot be replaced."

Chen Sanshi didn't know much about these things.

If true, this Commander Sun is indeed formidable.

But the more ferocious it was, the more frightened the old emperor would probably be.

"And there's one more crucial point."

Wang Zhi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I see you are obsessed with martial arts, but do you know who has the best marksmanship in the world?"

"Commander Sun?"

Chen Sanshi didn't even need to guess.

"Yes."

Wang Zhi said with admiration, "If you want to reach the pinnacle of marksmanship, the best teacher is Inspector Sun. You must not change your mind about going to the Eighth Battalion just because of some villains causing trouble."

"I have no intention of changing my mind."

Even if Chen Sanshi knew the situation was dangerous, he would most likely still go to the Eight Great Camps.

Where else could they go but follow Xiang Tingchun?

"Speaking of which, wasn't Commander Wang from the Eighth Battalion before?"

Chen Sanshi gradually became familiar with the other party, and they were able to chat about some topics: "Which battalion did you serve in before, and what was your position?"

"I am here……"

Wang Zhi swallowed his words halfway through, then chuckled and said, "Forgot! It's been so many years, who would remember?"

Clearly, they were unwilling to say.

Chen Sanshi didn't ask any further questions.

He gave his final instructions, hoping the other party would keep an eye out for missing persons, before going about his own business.

arrive home.

Eat the cooked deer heart.

A feeling completely different from that of a bear's heart or a tiger's heart spread throughout my body.

Ever since the “blood-related phenomenon”, Chen Sanshi has felt double the pain every time he practices his spear technique, as if the blood flowing through his body is not blood, but flames, constantly burning his body.

But after eating the deer heart, a cool sensation flowed continuously from the abdomen to the limbs and bones, repairing the damaged body.

As a result, Chen Sanshi became more and more energetic as he practiced, and he didn't need to rest at all.

My proficiency has also improved at a rapid pace.

No wonder a deer heart is worth two hundred taels of silver. Its effects are many times better than those of a wild beast's heart. Moreover, it not only helps with cultivation, but it probably also has a great effect on maintaining health.

"continue!"

Chen Sanshi was completely unaware that it was already past midnight.

……

inside the house.

Lan Jie'er changed into her newly sewn mandarin duck bib early in the morning and sat quietly by the bed waiting.

As usual, every time the boy ate a wild animal's heart, he would inevitably have a night of turmoil, which she was used to.

Why are you acting so strangely today?

It wasn't until late at night that Gu Xinlan, too sleepy to keep her eyes open, drifted off to sleep.

The years do not live, the seasons flow.

When you're in seclusion, time flies by.

Twenty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The weather in the North is getting colder and colder.

Fortunately, after the pay increase, the soldiers of the Poyang Thousand-Household Garrison had more money and were not suffering from the cold.

On the martial arts field.

Chen Sanshi is sparring with Fang Zongqi.

The better the sparring partner is, the better the effect will be.

Fang Zongqi, who was originally full of confidence, turned extremely ugly after less than five rounds.

Is this the first stage of Blood Refinement?

Strength, speed, endurance—in which aspect are they inferior to me?

It should be said that he is much stronger than someone who has mastered Blood Refinement!

After struggling to hold on until the tenth round, Fang Zongqi's right hand, which was holding the knife, split open, and blood kept gushing out. His arm was also numb and stiff, and he almost forgot how to use the knife techniques he had learned.

The surrounding area was filled with soldiers, most of whom were his men.

Seeing that they were about to collapse, Commander Fang quickly said, "Stop playing! It's a draw, a draw!"

Chen Sanshi put away his gun: "Thank you for your help, Commander Fang."

General Fang hid his trembling right hand behind his back: "You're almost at the peak of your Blood Cultivation, aren't you?"

"In the next few days."

Chen Sanshi did not deny it.

[Technique: Basic Soldier Spear Techniques (Minor Mastery)]

[Progress: 1855/2000]

[Effects: Swift and powerful spear thrusts, incredible stamina, abundant vital energy, and extraordinary blood-related phenomena]

The effects of the meat of exotic beasts are amazing.

In addition, Chen Sanshi was quite wealthy, so he stopped drinking blood-nourishing soup and only drank a dose of Nine-Turn Tonifying Soup, which cost fifteen taels. How could his speed not be fast?

"Okay."

Commander Fang sighed, "Once you've mastered Blood Refinement, you'll be promoted to Commander too, and you'll be at the same level as me."

"Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

After Chen Sanshi's cultivation level improves, his promotion to the rank of general is a foregone conclusion.

However, he might end up as a lone commander.

There are only so many people in the garrison.

Where are we supposed to conjure up fifty people for him out of thin air?

At most, their treatment would be at the level of a general, but it would be nominal without real power.