Transmigration begins with archery training

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"Brother Shi, what are you looking at?"

"Lord Chen... what's so interesting about a chimney?"

"..."

Chen Sanshi didn't listen to what the two were saying at all.

He stared at the sky, his expression serious.

Among the white dragons, a black dragon was seen mixed in.

That's not cooking smoke.

It's a signal fire!

The Poyang Thousand-Household Garrison, which had not experienced war for many years, was suddenly engulfed in flames of war, so much so that even the families living in the military settlement did not notice anything amiss in time.

"Om-"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"All soldiers, assemble! Assemble!"

The messenger's booming voice echoed through the military camp along with the sound of horses' hooves.

"gather--"

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz—"

More than 900 officers and soldiers assembled at the training ground as quickly as possible, and the military camp maintained basic order despite the chaos.

"Report!"

"If two beacon fires are lit at the border, one signal is displayed at the fortified village, and one pile of firewood is burned, then at least ten, but no more than a hundred, cavalrymen will come to attack!"

Xiang Tingchun quickly made a decision: "Zhao Kang, listen to my order. You shall immediately lead one hundred light cavalry to the Great Wall to provide reinforcements. If the number of attackers is one hundred, hold your ground and do not come out. If it is around fifty, then go out of the city and pursue them for thirty li. Regardless of whether the pursuit is successful or not, it shall not exceed thirty li."

"Liu Jinkui, Xiong Qiuan, and Wang Zhi, the three of you will lead your men to the Great Wall to reinforce the defenses. Report any developments immediately."

"I accept my order from my humble position!"

The centurions immediately did as instructed.

In particular, when Zhao Kang's hundred light cavalry charged out of the camp, they stirred up clouds of dust, which was quite a sight.

"Master Qianhu."

Chen Sanshi clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Let me go with Commander Zhao as well."

"you?"

Xiang Tingchun hesitated for a moment: "Go, but you must follow orders and never act on your own."

"Leader!"

Chen Sanshi flipped over and mounted the white swan horse.

In less than two minutes, he caught up with the main group and came to Zhao Kang's side.

"Good horse!"

Zhao Kang said enviously, "Your white horse is probably even faster than Lord Qianhu's!"

Chen Sanshi could also clearly feel that the speed of the white swan horse was getting faster and faster as his horsemanship skills increased.

However, he was not the commander of this battle, and dared not stray from the main force, so he stayed close to Zhao Kang.

"What the hell!"

Zhao Kang pulled on the reins: "It's been so many years since any cavalry have invaded our Poyang region!"

"Commander Zhao, have you ever fought in a war?"

Chen Sanshi asked.

"I've fought them three or four times."

Zhao Kang said in a deep voice: "The first time was nine years ago, when eighty barbarian cavalrymen launched a surprise attack, breached the city wall, and massacred a village."

"At that time, Xiang Qianhu was still the deputy commander. The discipline of the Qianhu garrison was even more lax than when you arrived. They had virtually no combat effectiveness. They would kill and plunder and then leave. You couldn't stop them."

That afternoon, Xiang Qianhu's mother, younger brother and sister, and their whole family had just returned from buying things in the county town when they encountered barbarians on the way, and none of them survived.

"The following year, the commander of the thousand-household was promoted and transferred. After Xiang took office as the commander of the thousand-household, the military discipline improved."

"Later, when the barbarian cavalry came again, they suffered heavy losses most of the time, and gradually they quieted down."

"Today was quite sudden."

"..."

Chen Sanshi understood.

It turns out that Xiang Tingchun's insistence on conquering the Xihe tribe was not only for promotion, but also likely due to personal grudges.

"Uu——"

The thousand-household garrison was originally used to guard the Great Wall, so the two places were naturally not far apart.

Their conversation had reached its destination.

Since trade would take place between the Central Plains and the barbarian tribes after each peace negotiation, there would be trade between them.

Therefore, the Great Wall is not completely closed off; it usually has gates.

The smoke signal was lit right next to the city gate.

Looking up, you can see two soldiers' bodies, riddled with arrows, hanging on the battlements.

"Old Zhao, you're here?!"

Feng Yong poked his head out and shouted, "The enemy is few in number, with only one Lian Gu centurion leading more than fifty elite cavalry!"

The barbarian tribes followed the example of the Great Sheng and also implemented a military household system.

Moreover, all adult men on the grasslands had the obligation to go to war. All the men would mount their horses to prepare for battle, and dismount to gather and graze their livestock, implementing a system that combined military and pastoral duties.

"Open the city gate!"

Zhao Kang didn't waste any words: "By order of Commander Qianhu, we are to leave the city to fight the enemy. Open the city gates immediately!"

"Squeak-"

The heavy, solid door opened.

A hundred light cavalrymen swarmed out.

"Chase!"

Zhao Kang brandished his sword.

However, as they were opening the city gates, the barbarian cavalry began to retreat. By the time the Sheng Dynasty soldiers chased after them, they had already escaped a great distance. At this point, it was a contest of whose horse was faster.

The warhorses that Xiang Tingchun painstakingly acquired were all quite good, but they weren't necessarily better than the horses from the grasslands.

As the pursuit dragged on, the distance between them and the barbarians grew further and further.

It was clear that continuing the pursuit would only lead to nothing.

A white steed galloped ahead of all the soldiers of the Great Sheng Army, and in just a few breaths, it was only about 120 paces away from the barbarian cavalry.

The tiger-bone bow was quietly drawn, and a willow-leaf arrow shot out, piercing the heart of a barbarian light cavalryman, who fell straight off his horse.

Zhao Kang was shocked.

It's important to understand that shooting arrows while standing on the ground is completely different from shooting from horseback.

Unfortunately, this arrow could not close the distance between the two sides, and the Dasheng soldiers were still far behind.

"drive--"

Chen Sanshi put away the tiger bone bow, switched his weapon to a reed leaf spear, pushed off the horse's belly, and his white swan horse accelerated again, heading straight for the barbarian cavalry.

"Danger!"

Ahead was a slope, and before Zhao Kang could stop them, the long spear and white horse disappeared from their sight.

His heart sank.

Although the barbarian only had one centurion, he still had more than fifty riders. If he charged forward alone, he would inevitably be surrounded and attacked!

"This child is talented, but he is too reckless in his actions."

"He can't die! If he dies, that guy surnamed Wang will probably think I conspired with Luo Dongquan to deliberately kill him!"

"Chase, chase me!"

……

The barbarian military officer, clad in armor, galloped at the head of the procession.

He turned around and asked, "Did you shake it off completely?"

"Lord Centurion, one of the men's white horses is incredibly powerful; it has actually caught up with us!"

"several?"

"one!"

"How dare you! Did Xiang Tingchun come in person?"

"No, judging from the armor, he seems to be a centurion!"

"A mere centurion dares to chase after fifty of us? He's asking for death!"

The barbarian commander estimated the speed at which the other pursuers would catch up and felt that there was enough time, so he ordered, "Get out of the way, I will personally cut off his head!"

"Uu——"

He reined in his horse and looked back.

A white-horse-riding warrior, carrying a long spear, came chasing after them and with a single thrust, killed a Blood Cultivation Warrior.

"What ruthless marksmanship!"

The barbarian commander immediately changed his mind: "Surround and kill him! Surround him and kill him!"

Cavalry is different from infantry.