Transmigration begins with archery training

"Fellow Daoist Cui, please don't be offended!"

Sima Yao, who resembled an old wolf, bared his fangs: "If things aren't kept secret, they'll be leaked!"

"Commander!"

"The commander-in-chief is really back!"

"Look!"

Thousands of soldiers looked up at the sky.

A fiery arc, trailing billowing blue smoke, rapidly approached from the dark clouds, arriving above Donghan Lake in the blink of an eye. It was a figure clad in black armor, wielding a flaming spear.

Who else could it be but Chen Sanshi?

"Hunter Chen!"

On a large ship of the Jiangnan navy, Prince Qi hid behind the water control formation, pointing at the figure in the sky and cursing: "You really dare to come back! You might as well accept your death. The court might spare your family's lives out of consideration for your past merits! Otherwise, if you continue to act willfully, your entire clan will be exterminated!"

Chen Sanshi, hidden in the dark clouds, ignored his words and slowly spoke. The voice emanating from beneath his ferocious mask was louder than thunder and suppressed by raging waves: "Brothers from Jiangnan!"

"I, Chen Sanshi, dislike killing!"

"He is by no means a warmonger!"

"Your defeat is now inevitable!"

"We'd better quickly shut down the water control formation, disembark, and surrender to avoid bloodshed at the Battle of Red Cliffs!"

Dislike killing?

Surrender now?!

In a few words.

Surprisingly, the soldiers of the Jiangnan navy were somewhat dazed and couldn't understand what the person was saying at all.

Go against Tiangang!

Aren't the 200,000 rebels now at their wits' end, about to be crushed to dust? How come the white-robed ones are turning around and asking them to surrender?

"Hahahaha-"

King Qi burst into laughter: "Hunter Chen! Do you think I and my soldiers are easily frightened? You're at your wits' end, yet you still try to bluff your way out?!"

"Chen Sanshi!"

With one hand behind his back, Zhou Rong looked up at the dark clouds and said loudly, "Things have come to this, and you still insist on dragging the Northern Liang army down with you? Why not take responsibility for your own actions? Then I might have some respect for you!"

"Zhou Lang."

Chen Sanshi held his spear in mid-air, flames engulfing him, while rain poured down, evaporating before it even touched his armor. His voice was calm and unhurried: "You possess great talent, why serve a corrupt court? Why not abandon darkness and join my Northern Liang army, and together restore peace and order to this world?"

"Haha~"

Zhou Rong sneered: "Chen Sanshi, if you're going to rebel, just rebel! Why make it sound so high-sounding!"

Right during the conversation between the two sides.

Neither warship nor the other side stopped advancing.

The thunder roared and the wind howled, almost deafeningly so, yet in that instant, everything in the world seemed to fall silent, like a moving ancient painting.

Only a sigh echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"That's it.

"I will take your lives."

Thousands of feet in the air.

"The army is arrayed!"

Chen Sanshi enunciated each word clearly: "Eight Gates Wind-Swept Bone Formation—"

Give an order.

On the ships of the Northern Liang army, one after another large blue flags were raised. The large ships did not move and maintained their original formation, while the other medium and small warships began to flexibly change positions. Each soldier on the small ships had a small flag stuck behind his neck or around his waist.

Before the Battle of Red Cliffs.

The naval forces had practiced various formations in advance, including the Heavenly Book Formation.

The ability to quickly form ranks and adapt to changing circumstances has long been a fundamental quality of the Northern Liang army.

Not to mention.

Before the battle began, Xu Wencai had already arranged the formation according to the general direction of the "Eight Gates Xunfeng Sengu Formation". At this moment, it was just a minor adjustment, and the arrangement was completed in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The cultivators in the air looked down and could see that on the surface of the stormy Donghan Lake, an eight-gate formation composed of warships appeared, with green flags fluttering, resembling an intricate Bagua mechanism.

Strands of profound energy poured out from the Mystic Pearl, then transformed into wisps of gentle breeze that landed precisely on each warship.

In an instant.

The wind stopped.

The once turbulent surface of Donghan Lake suddenly became unusually calm, as if everything had come to an abrupt halt. The waves crashed vertically, the torrential rain ceased, and all the warships, from the large "Flying Cloud" warships to the small "Walking Boats," remained motionless, as if they were anchored on a stagnant lake.

The lake remained calm for about ten breaths before a cold wind finally picked up again, but the wind direction changed from the northwest to the east!

Just as a martial artist needs to gather strength before unleashing a full-force attack, the brief calm on the lake surface seemed to be preparing for an even greater storm, and everything became even more intense!

strong wind.

A sudden attack!

wave.

monstrous!

Suddenly, a terrible hurricane swept across the land. If the entire Donghan Lake were a bowl, it would almost turn the whole bowl upside down. The giant waves rose one after another until they blotted out the sky!

In a headwind situation.

Even with the support of the water control formation, the speed of the Jiangnan naval fleet was suddenly reduced by half!

Conversely, the Northern Liang navy gained a tailwind, and propelled by the raging wind carrying profound energy, they no longer needed their soldiers to row; they could unleash astonishing speeds simply by relying on their sails.

Even more so due to the fierce winds, all the raindrops would be blown into countless arrows of wind and water before they fell, bombarding the Jiangnan naval fleet from all directions.

"Another Heavenly Book Formation!"

Zeng Ren felt the warships slow down noticeably and looked at the huge waves crashing against the hull. He said with a mixture of shock and anger, "Fortunately, my army has a water-controlling formation, and the iron chains have minimized the impact. Otherwise, the ship would have capsized and everyone would have perished!"

"What is there to fear from a mere demonic wind?!"

King Qi personally went to the edge of the deck and pounded the war drums, his voice booming: "Kill the traitors! Kill the traitors!!!"

"East Wind..."

Amid the chaos, Zhou Rong watched as the rain arrows, carried by the raging wind, relentlessly pounded against the water-controlling formation, and felt a strange sense of unease: "Why is it the east wind?"

"Governor Zhou is right."

Yan Hongyuan said matter-of-factly, "The bandits want to use the evil wind against us, so they will naturally make us go against the wind. But it's not very meaningful. Our army is not afraid at all. They are just struggling in their death throes. It's all over now."

"That's the problem. The wind is blowing hard, but it has very little effect on our naval forces. Since it's useless, why do it?"

Zhou Rong stroked the jade thumb ring on his thumb, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.

Under this favorable wind.

If a fire were to break out, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Considering what Chen Sanshi said earlier, it doesn't seem like he was just making threats.

Is it possible...

Should we still use fire?!

"quick!"

Zhou Rong sensed something was wrong and shouted towards the lake, "What are you all standing there for? Kill Chen Sanshi! Kill him!!!"

In fact.