Transmigration begins with archery training

The Ninth Prince was the Khan's most beloved youngest son.

If something unexpected really happens.

The entire Xihe tribe's heads wouldn't be enough to atone for their sins.

"Om-"

Just as he turned around, the sound of blades rang out again.

"You really want to die?!"

The barbarian commander was enraged. He blocked the attack with his sword, then turned the slash into a sweeping motion, tearing a gash in his opponent's body. His left fist, like a battering sledge, slammed into the opponent's chest.

Wang Zhi was thrown backwards and fell off his horse, which was startled and fled.

"Cough cough..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but as if he felt no pain, he immediately got up and threw his longsword, severing the hoof of the warhorse under the commander's command who was trying to return to camp.

"hiss--"

The horses screamed in agony.

The barbarian commander leaped onto his horse's back and landed smoothly.

He was furious and knew he had to kill this man.

At the main camp, there are at least some Bone Refining Perfection cultivators, plus two thousand guards. Dealing with a young centurion shouldn't be a problem. Even if they can't handle one-on-one, they can at most surround and kill him within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

He might have been overthinking things.

"I'm truly useless..."

Wang Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, picked up a curved knife from the ground, and cut down the barbarian cavalry who came to attack from behind. Then he faced the welding knife of the general who was refining internal organs. He estimated that he could last for another ten rounds before he would die.

the other side.

After losing its two sharpest blades, the small car's combat effectiveness plummeted.

Of the ten people, only six remain.

Zhuang Yi had already been stabbed three times; even if none of the wounds were fatal, he was at his last gasp.

Fang Buping and Zhao Qiao were also seriously injured.

Xu Bin and Zhu Tong are fine, but their qi and blood are depleted, and they will soon become easy prey.

"Uncle Zhao, dying like this is worth it!"

Zhuang Yi did his best to keep the formation intact: "It's better than being bullied to death."

"It's just a pity about the stones..."

Zhao Qiao's cultivation level is the weakest; he has only survived to this day thanks to the care he received.

Amidst the clash of swords on the battlefield, they didn't even have time to say their last words.

They were basically all doomed.

But at this very moment.

A menacing voice rang out: "Stop it, all of you!"

All that could be seen was the rear.

A white horse slowly moved forward.

On horseback.

With a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and the half-dead Prince Yuwen in his arms, Chen Sanshi moved with incredible speed. The densely packed barbarian cavalry automatically parted to make way for him, and no one dared to make a move.

"you……"

The barbarian commander's pupils trembled incessantly, as if he doubted that he was hallucinating.

Several soldiers remained in the barracks for bone training.

Are they all...useless?!

This wasn't his negligence; it was just a bone-training exercise, how could it be!

"Stop it all!"

The barbarian commander had no choice but to shout, "Stop, all of you!"

The chaotic battlefield quickly fell silent.

"Who is this?"

Wang Zhi, leaning on the ground with his sword, was somewhat confused about the situation.

Chen Sanshi rushed back to the main camp to capture this person alive.

"Your Highness!"

Hearing the barbarians' address to the kidnapped people.

Wang Zhi understood perfectly well.

This is such a bitch.

He looks like a prince!

What the hell!

The Xihe tribe, comparable to Poyang, was a barbarian-infested, desolate place. How could it possibly have a prince?!

"Good! We've caught all of the barbarian Khan's bastards!!"

Zhu Tong laughed heartily.

Of everyone else, he alone didn't feel the slightest bit of tension from beginning to end. He just kept swinging his hammer, and as he did so, he even vaguely touched the threshold of a breakthrough.

As for death, by the time he realized he was about to die, Chen Sanshi had already led the Ninth Prince back to save them.

For him, everything was very peaceful.

"What a strong heart..."

Xu Bin was filled with envy, but his heart was still in his throat.

There’s only one step left!

All of them are going to die under a hail of blades!

"Let us go!"

Chen Sanshi said in a deep voice.

They were merely two guerrilla units consisting of a hundred households each.

Compared to a prince's life, it's worthless.

"Help me...help me!"

The Ninth Prince Yuwen turned pale and stammered, "Commander, save me!"

"Okay, you can leave now!"

The barbarian commander restrained himself and said, "However, the rest of you must stay!"

Don't try to negotiate with me!

Chen Sanshi glanced at them and said, "There are seven of us, and not a single one can be missing! If even one person is missing, I'll chop off one of their fingers!"

"No...don't chop off my fingers! I still need to practice my sword!"

The Ninth Prince had tears in his eyes, regretting that he had insisted on going to war.

How come everyone in Dasheng is such a formidable person?

Military officers of similar age to him can charge into enemy camps and take down their commanders. It's terrifying!

That Sun Xiangzong must be some kind of monster with three heads and six arms!

"Then why don't you give them orders right away?!"

Chen Sanshi tightened his grip on the sword.

"what--"

The Ninth Prince screamed in terror: "That commander, I don't know your name, but listen to him and let them go. If I lose even a single finger, Father Khan will slaughter your entire Xihe tribe!"

"Everyone, get away!"

The barbarian commander gave the order.

Chen Sanshi and the others reunited: "Take the bodies of our dead brothers with us!"

From the moment he made up his mind to the moment he captured the prince alive, it only took a few minutes.

A few minutes.

Four of the people they brought out died.

This included Li Dazhi and Xia Erniu, who were under his command.

In battle, there will inevitably be sacrifices.

There's nothing to be sentimental about.

If there's really no chance, then so be it. But since there is a chance, it's best to try to bring the body back.

"it is good!"

Zhu Tong and Fang Buping immediately did as they were told, asking for two horses to carry the corpses onto them.

"You still have the leisure to move corpses?"

The barbarian commander's fists clenched until they turned white.

"Back off!"

Without Chen Sanshi even needing to instruct him, the Ninth Prince took the initiative to order: "No one is allowed to follow! Retreat two li! Two li!!!"

Grass……

Chen Sanshi cursed the coward in his heart, wondering if he would help the city gates be opened if he took him to the capital of the Yuwen clan.

of course.

With opponents like this, things are much easier.

"Back off!"

Barbarian commander of a thousand households.

Chen Sanshi and his six companions rode their horses back the way they came.

The journey of four hundred li is no longer possible at the same speed as the way we came.

They walked from midnight to dawn, and then from dawn to night again, missing the agreed-upon meeting time with Ye Bushou.

……

Poyang.

Great Wall.

"Sir, the night watchman has arrived!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Kang climbed the watchtower and spent a lot of time confirming the other party's identity before allowing them to come down to the city wall for further inspection.

He keenly noticed something was wrong: "Why are there so many people missing? Chen Baihu and Wang Baihu haven't returned?"

"I don't know."

In the darkness, Luo Dongquan's expression was not visible: "We agreed to meet at midnight, but no one has shown up yet. We can't keep waiting, can we? Zhao Kang, open the door immediately! We have important information to report to Commander Qianhu!"

"understood."

Zhao Kang ordered, "Open the city gates!"

"Om-long——"

The heavy city gates opened.

More than twenty riders returned to the territory and headed straight for the military camp.