Transmigration begins with archery training

What reason did they have not to fight to the death?!

"You must remember my instructions. After dawn, before the battle begins, take your positions immediately and do not reveal your whereabouts too early."

Chen Sanshi waved his hand: "You may all leave."

"Yes!"

The generals received their orders and departed.

Wang Jun also flew into the night on his sword, making his final inspection.

Inside the big tent.

Only Chen Sanshi and Wang Zhi remained.

"Junior brother."

Wang Zhi, noticing the white-robed figure who hadn't moved from the sand table for a long time, sensed something was wrong and stepped forward to ask, "Just tell me, what are our chances of winning this battle?"

"Invincible".

Chen Sanshi only uttered two words.

"Invincible".

Wang Zhi narrowed his eyes: "Guaranteed not to lose, which means you can't necessarily win?"

Even if his junior brother first uses a counter-strategy and then uses himself as bait, he may not necessarily win.

It can be said.

Since Chen Sanshi joined the army.

Wang Zhi had never missed a battle, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone fight his junior brother so fiercely, with no clear winner.

of course.

170,000 versus 350,000.

To emerge unscathed after a head-on confrontation is, in a sense, a “great victory.”

If someone else were in charge...

For example, if Tong Xiaochu continues to lead the army, it will basically be a case of total annihilation.

……

Western Qi military camp.

"Immortal Master, Chen Sanshi's location has been confirmed."

Zhong Wuxin reported, "After the battle begins tomorrow, we can head straight for his central command tent!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops.

They were arranged horizontally, stretching for dozens of miles. If it weren't for an inside agent, it would be impossible to find the location of the central army.

"So smooth?"

Han Xiang sat in front of the chessboard as always: "Didn't the white-robed man suspect anything?"

"No."

Zhong Wuxin said confidently, "Ma Zhen's life is in the hands of the Shengyun Sect. How could they possibly think that this old man would risk his life? The only thing to worry about... should be the strange military formation."

"Eighteen Netherworld Soldiers Rolling Thunder Formation, Nine Heavens Heavenly Soldiers Subduing Demon Formation..."

As Han Xiang spoke, a booklet appeared in her hand.

Zhong Wuxin took the items with both hands, examined them, and exclaimed in surprise, "Immortal Master, you actually managed to get your hands on all these formations?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

Han Xiang calmly said, "These formations were made public by the old emperor of Sheng Kingdom two years ago. You can get them from any general guarding the city. The problem is that so far, only Chen Sanshi has used these formations to produce real phenomena. When others use them, although they are top-level formations, they are not enough to turn the tide of the battle."

"From my observation."

"This array phenomenon is not something that the white-robed man can use at will. It either requires the right timing, location, and people, or it requires the support of special profound energy."

"That……"

Zhong Wuxin asked worriedly, "Will he be able to use it in tomorrow's decisive battle?"

"I am not skilled in divination, so how could I possibly predict the future?"

Han Xiang withdrew the chess piece she was about to place and said quietly, "Then let's see how he places his pieces."

……

The next day.

Mao Shi.

"Woo——"

"Rumble--"

The bugle calls resounded to the heavens and the earth, and the war drums shook as if the earth were turning over.

At the moment when dawn is about to break.

The Western Qi army launched the first attack!

The 350,000-strong army, maintaining its formation, surged towards the Dasheng Commander's Army like an overwhelming tide. Although the latter were fewer in number, they were not afraid and, under the command of their battle flags, went against the raging flood.

They were divided into three armies.

The right flank army, accompanied by a sandstorm, carried endless killing intent.

As the sun rose, the central army resembled heavenly soldiers and generals.

Before the cavalry on the left flank galloped away, faint thunder rumbled, its sound powerful and resounding.

The combined forces of both sides numbered over 500,000.

Anyone who enters it will be like a speck of dust falling into a vast ocean, so insignificant and trivial, and will be completely swallowed up in an instant.

Thousands of feet above the sky.

Han Xiang surveyed the battlefield from above.

Beside him was another cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining, named Sikong Chen.

"Junior Brother Sikong."

Han Xiang looked at the central position of Da Sheng and said calmly, "Qu Yuanxiang is in the left army. I will find a way to stop Wang Jun later. You, Zhong Wuxin, and Gong Yu, along with two more junior brothers in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, will form an army of 200,000. We will directly penetrate the enemy's central army and find where the white-robed man is. The white-robed man is only at the Transcendent Realm. If the battle formation does not affect the celestial phenomena, he should not be your match. Kill him directly, and we will have secured the Mangshan Ancestral Vein and can go back to report."

"it is good!"

Sikong Chen, standing on a leaf-shaped flying artifact, transformed into a blur and merged into the army, heading straight for the central army of Dasheng.

……

Great Victory Central Army!

The Nine Heavens Heavenly Soldiers Demon Subduing Formation appears impressive, but it actually only has a mere 30,000 troops, with only 5,000 elite soldiers from the Hongze Camp, and the rest being the troops of the Dubiao Army.

Moreover, there was no blessing from mystical energy.

After the Battle of Yinshan.

Inside the Xuanzhu, the recovery speed of the white Xuan Qi increased even more.

However, the amount of Xuan Qi required by the Heavenly Book Formation depends on the scale of the formation. Currently, the Xuan Qi is insufficient to sustain a formation of 30,000 people. Moreover, the key point of this battle is not in the central army, and there is no guarantee of victory, so there is no need to waste it.

Things kept at the bottom of the box are meant to be used in crucial moments.

"grown ups……"

"They're coming to kill us!"

"They're charging towards our central command tent!"

"..."

Several brigade commanders rushed over to report.

The Western Qi central army, densely packed and countless in number, charged precisely towards the location of the central command post after the two armies clashed.

"That's the central command tent of the Sheng family!"

"White robe!"

"I can already see the white robe!"

Among the vanguard of Western Qi, the Martial Saint Yuan Xicheng, with his sharp eyes, pointed his Green Dragon Crescent Blade at one of the many tents: "Kill the White Robe, and you will be ennobled as a marquis and appointed as a general, with hereditary succession!"

Hereditary succession!

Of all the titles, these four words carry the most weight!

A hereditary marquisate might even be more valuable than a king of a different surname.

The phrase "hereditary succession" implies that one's descendants can maintain their status, and with proper planning, it could even create a family that lasts for a thousand years!

Faced with such a powerful temptation, the soldiers of Western Qi suddenly became like hungry wolves seeing flesh and blood, unleashing a primal bloodlust and charging into the enemy lines without regard for anything else.

How empty is the central army of the Great Sheng?

Only the officers and their own men knew the truth.

They only have 30,000 people!

Meanwhile, the central army of Western Qi...

There are 200,000!

Thirty thousand, that's two hundred thousand!

Not to mention that the opposing immortal masters also number much more!

The first line of defense was quickly breached, and the Western Qi army stormed into the formation with unstoppable momentum, heading straight for the second line. Then, as planned, they dispersed and, ignoring the other soldiers of the Great Sheng army, headed straight for the central command tent.