Transmigration begins with archery training

"Why……"

Han Xiang's voice was weak, filled with endless resentment even in her dying moments: "You will die..."

True.

The man in white won.

But he was really risking his life.

After this great battle.

Chen Sanshi must be seriously injured!

Before breaking through, there is a considerable probability of death.

Is it worth it...?

Why should a chess player live and die with his chess pieces?

We lost this game.

We'll figure out a way to win it back later.

If the chess player dies.

But then I'll never be able to play chess again.

Do you remember the first time you led troops?

Then the man in white robes asked a question.

"First time leading troops?"

Han Xiang's body was destroyed, but his mind was exceptionally clear. He quickly found a tiny speck of dust in the vast sea of ​​memories, and the scenes within it became increasingly clear.

That was the first half of his life.

He loved military strategy from a young age and aspired to become a master of military strategy. However, his family was poor and his hometown was remote. After his parents passed away, he couldn't even get a meal and could only mooch food from others, which made him infamous.

Later, the world fell into chaos.

He went to join the local rebel leader, hoping to become his advisor, but was only made a common soldier and given wrong orders, which led him to his death.

then.

He had no choice but to desert.

He fled to a mountain and met a group of outlaws.

There aren't many people in the village, only about a hundred.

But they admired his talent and were willing to follow him down the mountain to do great things.

then……

Han Xiang tried hard to recall.

He captured a prefecture city with only 120 men.

Such a great victory earned him the admiration of a local nobleman.

then.

He then led his brothers into the king's camp and received two thousand soldiers.

That day.

It was the happiest day of Han Xiang's life.

There were more than a hundred of them, and they got completely drunk.

after that……

It was a time of rebellions by princes and nobles, and constant warfare.

How many battles have been fought?

Han Xiang doesn't remember anymore.

He just knows.

I have never lost.

there has never been.

The number of people under his command grew from one hundred to ten thousand, then to one hundred thousand, and finally to one million!

only……

The men who once lived in the mountain stronghold are all gone in this process.

After that...

With no more worries, Han Xiang became even stronger.

Mountains and rivers are his chessboard.

The black and white pieces represent the opposing and friendly sides.

After each battle begins, everything is converted into numbers in his mind, and he is always able to use his own pieces to exchange for the enemy's pieces.

As for what these pieces mean...

Han Xiang had long forgotten.

He just remembered.

He fought hundreds of battles, large and small, and never suffered a defeat!

It was as if he were a god who controlled the world!

later.

Unify the Central Plains and annihilate the Seven Kingdoms!

This also aroused the emperor's suspicion.

Han Xiang then seized the opportunity he had gained and stepped into the world of cultivation.

After cultivation.

I meditate every day.

He felt only loneliness, and he couldn't find any enjoyment in playing chess with his fellow top players.

Han Xiang was originally an inner disciple, and he didn't necessarily have to participate in this mission to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, but he still came.

The reason is that he wants to recapture the feeling of commanding troops back in the day.

but……

After a brief period of excitement, Han Xiang fell into a feeling of loneliness and emptiness when fighting the white-robed man.

He thought he had the victory in his grasp, which is why he was unusually calm.

But until this moment...

Han Xiang finally understood.

Why has he stopped getting excited no matter how many victories he has won over the years?

It's not because of the loneliness of having few rivals.

But in focusing solely on "playing chess," something else was lost.

"The leader of the village..."

Han Xiang's pupils began to dilate, staring blankly at the sky, as he uttered his last words: "Little Xiangzi, you have truly become a master of military strategy."

Finished speaking.

Life is cut off.

Chen Sanshi stepped forward, beheaded him, and then returned to the battlefield without wasting a moment. On the way, he also cut off Zou Hu's head. He came to the foot of the city wall, jumped up, and leaped to the highest point of the other still intact city wall. Overlooking the chaotic battlefield, he used his spear to lift two heads, the sound resounding through the heavens and earth.

"Han Xiang and Zou Hu are dead!"

"Those who refuse to surrender will be killed without mercy!"

In fact.

After the city wall collapsed.

The enraged soldiers of Hongze Camp had already stormed into the city!

The Western Qi garrison inside the city was already on the verge of a major defeat.

After seeing the two heads, nothing could stop their collapse.

Just two hours later.

Wucheng was declared captured.

Of the 20,000 defenders, more than 10,000 were killed or wounded, 8,000 surrendered, and another 2,000 scattered and fled.

The Martial Saint Mo Xuepeng was captured alive.

The remaining cultivators who could fly fled, while those who could not were all killed.

The only exception was the female cultivator.

That is, Zou Hu's Daoist partner.

After Lan Xiangu's magical power was exhausted in the battle, she spontaneously combusted and died beside Zou Hu.

This is the end.

The Battle of Wucheng has ended.

……

Gengyang Prefecture.

The fierce battle continues.

After several rounds of large-scale sieges, the city was attacked.

Both sides suffered heavy losses.

Even with one less Qi Refining Perfection cultivator, Wang Jun's mana was rapidly depleted due to the large number of late-stage and mid-stage cultivators and the constant rotation of them.

"Junior brother, let's retreat!"

Qu Yuan looked at the cracked flying sword in his hand: "Han Xiang went to Wucheng, and Chen Sanshi is probably dead! If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave."

"hold on!"

Wang Jun gritted his teeth and persevered.

Again.

He only had one chance to use the Foundation Establishment Pill, and he would never give it up unless absolutely necessary.

After several rounds of combat.

Zhu Gui, a cultivator from Xiqi, temporarily distanced himself, consuming pills and holding spirit stones to quickly restore his magical power.

In the mortal world, war breaks out, and gold is exchanged for thousands of taels every day.

When cultivators wage war, the consumption of spirit stones is terrifying.

"My fellow disciples!"

Zhu Gui encouraged them, "If we hold out for another half day at most, Senior Brother Han will return with Chen Sanshi's head. At that time, the city's garrison will naturally collapse!"

"it is good!"

Many cultivators and mortal warriors nodded emphatically.

But it was at this time.

A heavily wounded cultivator staggered and struggled to fly above the military camp before collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood and trembling, "Senior Brother Zhu, no, something terrible has happened! Senior Brother Han has been killed!"

"What did you say? Are you under an illusion?!"

Zhu Gui was shocked: "There were only Chen Sanshi and a few Transcendent Realm cultivators in Wucheng. Senior Brother Han and Zou Hu were there too. How could anyone have been killed?!"

"Yes, it's true!"

The cultivator's voice was filled with terror: "Chen Sanshi broke through before the battle, entering the realm of Martial True Power. He killed Zou Hu first, then Senior Brother Han! Wucheng should have been captured by now!"

"Wucheng is gone?"

Zhu Gui's heart sank.

That place was the supply depot for an army of 300,000.

Three hundred thousand people!

Without food supplies, what's the point of fighting? In three to five days, the starving people of Western Qi will revolt!

"Brother Zhu!"

The cultivator said, "After Chen Sanshi entered the True Power Realm, no one can rival him. They could attack at any moment. If we don't leave now, we'll perish here!"