Transmigration begins with archery training

"Of course I don't mind, it's just..."

Chen Sanshi said solemnly, "To be frank, these are turbulent times."

"Hey! You old man, we've been through thick and thin together on the battlefield, and you won't even let me stay at your place for a couple of days? Are all the people of your Eastern Continent so stingy?"

Wei Xuan didn't wait for the other party to refuse. He and his wife rode their horses side by side with him, saying, "Don't worry, the two of us won't hold you back."

Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Chen Sanshi immediately understood his meaning.

Wei Xuan mentioned that he had once guarded a city, and although he was a Jianghu person, he was also a military leader of the imperial court.

Retirement today.

Two more monks were sent to supervise the army.

Wei Xuan probably sensed something was wrong and wanted to follow along so he could help if anything happened.

What a great hero!

There are indeed righteous people in the martial arts world.

Wei Xuan continued, "After you killed Lu Boqin last time, since it was the Enforcement Hall that stole my things, they were afraid of losing face and affecting the business in the market, so they compensated me with a Jing Shen Fruit."

"After we got Mangshan, my wife also got one."

"We are both martial saints with decades of experience. We have accumulated a lot of experience. Give us some time, and we can also break through to the True Power Realm."

Great prosperity.

Eastern border.

After the burning of Wucheng and the subsequent crushing defeat of the Western Qi, the Eastern Qing army had no choice but to retreat in stages.

As the legitimate successor of the Central Plains.

They are constantly surrounded by wolves. Even if they bleed a drop, the wolves will immediately approach and attack them as soon as they discover that they are truly injured.

Fortunately, the behemoth named "Zhongyuan" was bleeding but still retained its fighting power, forcing it to give up.

Martial Saint Qin Xiuhai led his 15,000 troops in retreat.

We arrived at the canyon.

Suddenly, someone from the vanguard turned back to report: "General, something terrible has happened! Lü Ji has led 5,000 elite troops to bypass the canyon and block the road!"

"what?!"

Qin Xiuhai stared in disbelief.

To get around to the front of the canyon, they would need to venture deep into the eastern territory. Aren't they afraid of being surrounded, unable to escape, and ultimately annihilated?!

They were certain that Daqing's troops would retreat!

It can be said that he was both rough and meticulous; what seemed like a reckless act was actually a well-thought-out plan.

None of the people in the Governor's Office are easy to deal with!

"Immortal Master!"

Qin Xiuhai turned his gaze to the cultivators in the group and asked anxiously, "That Lü Ji practices evil arts, refining them day and night. We are definitely no match for him in a direct confrontation. What should we do?"

No idea.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators immediately fled on their swords, disappearing into the distance at the edge of the canyon in the blink of an eye. Then, a burst of purple energy suddenly erupted from the mountains and fields, knocking them all down. After a brief exchange of sounds, all was quiet.

Soon after, they saw a towering figure, as imposing as a mountain, rise into the air on incense and ritual implements. He held a halberd in one hand and a severed head in the other, his pupils shimmering with purple light, like a deity.

"You bandits, why don't you surrender!"

Third Senior Brother Nie Yuan rode his swift horse straight into the canyon, his voice echoing through the sky.

This is the end.

Qin Xiuhai and his group were now surrounded from both sides, with no way to retreat.

After a long silence, amidst the scraping sound of blade against sheath, he slowly drew his longsword: "Brothers, this is a demon. Surrender means certain death. Follow me, break through—"

The afterglow of the setting sun casts a purple glow upon the rising clouds.

The altar emerged from the storage bag, completing a blood sacrifice after the great battle.

Lü Ji sat cross-legged on the altar.

Above his head, a shrine appeared and disappeared, and his seven orifices were like seven vortexes, absorbing all the blood energy from the altar into his body.

Only after the fluid was drained did all the strange phenomena gradually disappear.

Lu Ji slowly opened his eyes, his cultivation level breaking through once again.

He looked at the shrine in front of him, listened to the strange and distorted whispers, let out a cold laugh, and suddenly reached out and crushed the phantom.

"Big brother."

Third Senior Brother Nie Yuan came to his side: "Are you alright? Lately, the evil spirits have been demanding sacrifices more and more frequently."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Ji stood up and changed the subject, saying, "What is the army's route like? Can we find another suitable ambush point?"

"If we go any further, we will inevitably be besieged."

Nie Yuan shook his head: "Moreover, the Ministry of War in the capital issued an order for the entire Northern Liang army to return to the three northern prefectures, and..."

"And what?" Lü Ji sensed something was wrong.

"Furthermore, there is a separate transfer order for you."

Nie Yuan continued, "I'm having you personally 'escort' my junior brother to the capital to recuperate from his injuries. There must be no mistakes."

"Junior brother."

Lü Ji pondered for a moment.

They only recently learned about the situation in Wucheng.

This junior brother not only shocked the world once again, but also broke through to the Martial Saint realm under dire circumstances.

It is said...

Like a fire god.

"The Dragon Classic".

Lu Ji's eyes were somewhat complicated, but he finally suppressed all his emotions and calmed down before speaking, "Junior Brother thinks something bad is going to happen in Liangzhou."

"The period of mourning has ended."

Nie Yuan took out the transfer order: "My junior brothers can no longer find a reason to refuse to go to the capital. The court has transferred us all back and then asked you to personally accompany us to the capital. I'm afraid it's not 'escorting' but 'supervising'."

"That's what I've been worried about lately."

"It's still our junior brother who's in trouble. If he throws a tantrum, it'll make things difficult for everyone."

"Senior Brother, you have to go back and keep an eye on him. Don't let him cause trouble."

"In that case."

Lü Ji summoned the fiery steed that absorbed the incense offerings: "Then let's set off quickly and return to Liangzhou."

……

The Beifu Camp and the Zhenbiao Camp were the two major personal guard camps of Mr. Wolong.

With the assistance of Martial Saint Fan Hailing, the two jointly led the army.

At this very moment, troops are also stationed on the eastern border.

The Chinese military tent.

Xu Wencai, a man of great learning and wisdom, sat at his desk under the flickering candlelight, working through the night on various military affairs.

Beside him was a respectful young man.

As a young man, he would sometimes grind ink, sometimes submit documents, and assist in official duties, handling all of these tasks with ease.

His name is Qi Cheng. About two or three years ago, he was taken in as a disciple by Master Wolong. Now he follows him around and is basically taught by his words and deeds. He is the most trusted confidant.

"Sometimes you can't be shameless."

Xu Wencai put down his brush and followed the teachings, saying, "Back then, Yu Wentai suffered the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs, but didn't he later become a 'military genius'?"

"Back then, if I hadn't been shameless and freeloaded everywhere, I would have been lucky enough to survive until I met a wise ruler. How could I be where I am today?"

"I will keep your words in mind, sir."

Qi Cheng bowed and said.

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Xu Wencai praised with satisfaction, then sighed, "These battles have almost depleted the nation's food supplies. If General Chen hadn't won at Guandu, the entire front would have collapsed."