The strongest devouring system in the Three Kingdoms

Soon, Chen Er's eyes regained their liveliness, and he said to Zhao Yun, "This suggestion is also acceptable. I remember that Zilong's archery skills are not bad either."

"My archery skills are only average; they are still weaker than those who specialize in archery," Zhao Yun said.

Chen Er didn't care whether Zhao Yun's words contained any humility. He said to Zhao Yun, "The outpost plan should continue. We need to force the Turks to send their main force to fight us. As for the archery training, Zilong can arrange it after the war. Now, let's select people from the mercenary cavalry. I estimate that there are quite a few skilled archers among those barbarian cavalry. As for that Yelü Qi, I want to make him a role model. E'lai, go and find Yelü Qi. I want to meet him personally. I hadn't noticed before that this guy had such abilities."

"Yes, my lord."

Chen Qun, who was waiting beside Chen Er, immediately walked out of the tent and headed towards the cavalry camp. Now that Yelü Qi was a cavalryman, he naturally wouldn't stay in the mercenary cavalry camp anymore.

"This humble servant greets the General." Yelü Qi entered the main tent, and seeing so many people inside, he suddenly felt a little scared and quickly knelt on the ground. Chen Er smiled and told Yelü Qi to stand up and speak, and Yelü Qi then stood up.

Chen Er asked Yelü Qi, "Do you know why I summoned you here?"

"Reporting to the general, I was unaware."

"Really?"

"You really don't know?" Yelü Qi replied, looking at Chen Er.

"I summoned you here for a reason," Chen Er said casually. "I've heard you're very skilled at archery?"

"Reporting to the General, my archery skills are actually just average; they're enough to bully ordinary cavalry." Hearing Chen Er ask about his archery skills, Yelü Qi's heart relaxed. He had thought something had happened; the General of Chariots and Cavalry was actually looking for him. It seemed he was about to have a great opportunity. Yelü Qi thought to himself.

“There’s no need to be modest in front of me. You’re good enough.” Chen Er said, “I heard about your performance today from General Zilong. Given your superb archery skills, I’ve decided to transfer you to your current class and make you the archery instructor for the rangers. What do you think?”

"Ah, but I promised the class monitor I would teach the brothers in the class how to shoot arrows!" Yelü Qi said in surprise.

Zhao Yun, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. He said to Yelü Qi, "Our lord has appointed you as the instructor of the entire cavalry. Your squad leader is naturally within your training scope as well."

"oh oh."

“Hey, Zilong, Yelü Qi is really keeping his promises. Our autonomous region's army needs soldiers like that.” Chen Er smiled and stopped Zilong, then said to Yelü Qi, “So, are you confident?”

"I will certainly not disappoint the general's expectations," Yelü Qi said, kneeling on the ground.

"Well, in that case, I will personally examine your training results within three months after this battle. You must give me a satisfactory answer."

"General, rest assured, I will not let you down!" Yelü Qi replied.

"Alright, you may leave." "Yes, General, I take my leave."

"My lord." Zhao Yun stepped forward, about to speak, when Chen Er waved his hand to stop him. Chen Er said, "Zilong, I know what you want to say. He's just an instructor, with no real power, but his position is very high. This is just setting a good example for us. I want to tell those hired barbarian cavalry and more foreign tribes in the territory that as long as you have the ability, you will be given important positions under my command." "My lord's consideration is thorough. Zilong admires it," Zhao Yun said as he stepped forward.

"Alright, these matters are now settled. Next, we must prepare for the final battle with all our might. When the Turks can no longer endure it, we will launch our attack! This battle must thoroughly terrify the Turks! How dare the defeated dare to provoke us again? Hmph, we must make the Turks understand the lessons of defeat," Chen Er said. "Yes, my lord!" Inside the tent, Zhao Yun, Xi Zhicai, Xiahou Dun, and the others replied in unison to Chen Er.

On July 14th and 15th, the Yang family army and the Turkic cavalry had been engaged in small-scale skirmishes for two days. During these two days, the Youzhou cavalry had suffered nearly a thousand casualties, while the Turkic cavalry had also lost more than two thousand men. Gradually, the number of Turkic cavalry units around the main army decreased, and large-scale cavalry units appeared. It seemed that the Turks had realized that they could no longer gain any advantage in small-scale battles, and the day of the decisive battle was not far away.

After several days of fighting, the Turkic soldiers had not gained any advantage.

Zhao Yun said, "Although there are many Turkic soldiers here, only about 70,000 to 80,000 are capable of fighting."

Chen Er nodded and said to the crowd, "Sixty to seventy thousand cavalrymen are the last remaining fighting force of the Turks. Our objective in this battle is very simple: to annihilate this last remaining force of the Turks! Pass down the order: kill those who resist! I don't care who they are—children, the elderly, or women—anyone who dares to take up arms and refuse to surrender will be killed!"

Upon hearing Chen Er's words, everyone in the tent felt a chilling wind blow through them. Even though it was the height of summer, they could still feel the coldness emanating from the murderous intent in Chen Er's words.

"I am not bloodthirsty, but when dealing with enemies, one must be hard-hearted. There is no room for leniency towards the defeated, especially the defeated who have always harbored ulterior motives. They must be made to understand what the attitude of the defeated should be," Chen Er said to the generals in the main tent.

"Yes, my lord!"

As military orders were issued, the autonomous region's army began to mobilize rapidly. Cavalrymen checked the condition of their mounts and whether the horseshoes were loose. Musketeers wiped their muskets again and again. Some musketeers even took out a whetstone they carried with them and sharpened their bayonets over and over again until the bayonet blades could be used as mirrors.

"Damn it, this time we'll teach those Turks a lesson!" A musketeer put his bayonet back into its sheath and said to his brothers beside him.

"Old Niu, you're the strongest among us, so you'll have to be at the front," a skinny musketeer said to Old Niu.

Old Niu spat at his buddies and said, "I may be strong and burly, but I would never take a knife for you!"

"why?"

"That's all because of you..." Old Niu suddenly froze halfway through his sentence, unable to utter a single word for a long time. "Greetings, my lord!"