My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Alright."

Xu Bin followed the order.

He lit the huge torches that had been prepared in advance on the city wall.

A blaze of fire shot up into the sky.

Having completed the task, Xu Bin asked in confusion, "Old Xu, are you sure this was ordered by Mr. Chen?"

"It certainly was ordered by him."

Xu Wencai, holding a feather fan and speaking in a measured tone, said, "You must follow the instructions precisely, any mistakes, and you'll face military law."

"Putting on airs, where did you get that fan!"

Zhu Tong snatched the fan away and demanded, "Speak—what did Shanshi tell you?"

Now, he was the only one in the entire army who still called him Shanshi, no matter how many times he was corrected, it had become a unique trait.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"The scholar from a large household left the city, I picked it up from the ground, give it back!"

Xu Wencai reached out, but couldn't grab it: "Old Zhu, do you want to face military law?!"

"Hmph!"

Zhu Tong eventually returned the fan, "Why did Shanshi give you so much power?!"

"Mr. Xu."

The cool voice of Sun Li arose, "Are you sure the feigned might of your younger brothers is effective? I still need to lead fifty cavalry out. There are at least six thousand barbarians outside, our manpower is barely sufficient for defense, isn't it too risky to initiate an attack?"

The day had passed strangely.

First, Xiang Tingchun died inexplicably outside the city.

Then, the Magistrate, and even Chen Sansi disappeared and hadn't returned till now, giving everyone the impression that something significant was about to happen, yet they were all kept in the dark.

Only Xu Wencai came forward, waving his junior brother's banner, organizing tasks so methodically that he called out one name after another, as smoothly as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind, finally having the chance to execute them.

"Miss Sun, I trust the official, and I ask you to trust him too."

Xu Wencai was utterly composed, "You just follow my instructions. With the official backing us, tonight will be the biggest and sole victorious battle since the start of the war in Po Yang.

"The lives and properties of tens of thousands of citizens depend on this!"

...

Barbarian Army Camp.

Wu Mu'er, reading the secret letter handed to him, looked stern.

The Deputy General asked, "Sir, has something unexpected happened?"

"The Witch God Sect was attacked, many died, but no matter, there will still be Hua Jin experts joining the big army heading to Po Yang in about two or three days."

Wu Mu'er put down the letter, "The fall of Po Yang City is imminent."

"Sir, do you know what the Witch God Sect intends to do?"

The Deputy General curiously asked, "I heard that wherever a city is breached, the Witch God Sect enters to collect the Heart Blood of the living, all so secretive. What use is Heart Blood?"

"If it's not your concern, don't ask."

Wu Mu'er spoke gravely, "Our mission is simply to take down Po Yang."

Speaking of which.

The willpower of the Sheng people is indeed terrifying.

After fighting for over a month, the number of city defenders was actually increasing. They suffered heavy losses, and as a result, hesitated to continue the assault, being forced to wait for the arrival of reinforcements.

What's laughable is.

They had internal strife!

Wu Mu'er looked at several bodies within the tent, his gaze mocking.

These bodies, found not long ago by the city gate.

From their identities, each was a Refining Organ Martial Artist.

Moreover, with the news from spies that the Main General Xiang Tingchun had disappeared, it seems there might be no Refining Organ fighters left within Po Yang City.

"Everyone says the Sheng people have severe internal conflicts, with parties within the court often fighting bitterly, I used to not believe it, but it seems now it might be even worse than described!"

The Deputy General agreed, "Sir, you are right. I think the Sheng Dynasty is running out of its fate, we, the people of the Sky Clan, will own the fertile grounds of the Central Plains sooner or later!"

As the two talked.

Noise erupted outside.

"Report—"

A soldier burst into the tent, "The defenders in Po Yang City are attacking our camp!"

"Attacking the camp? With so many Refining Organ fighters dead, what do they have left to attack with!"

Wu Mu'er picked up his curved sword and hurried out of the tent. Looking towards the direction of the West City Gate and the chaotic scene, he quickly evaluated the reality, "This isn't regular soldiers, just a mob from the city, where do they get the guts, tired of living are they!

"Pass my order, move all the cavalry from the east here, crush them!"

After the command was delivered, the cavalry quickly arrived.

Wu Mu'er planned to join the battle himself, but at that moment, a fire started in the east, and shouts thundered through the air!

"Report!"

Another rider came, "Sir, it's bad news! The reinforcements from Hengkang Prefecture have arrived!"

"What?"

Wu Mu'er frowned, "Are you sure you saw it clearly?"

A few days ago, someone had broken through and headed towards Hengkang Prefecture.

At that time, he guessed they were seeking reinforcements.

But based on the distance, the forces from Hengkang Prefecture shouldn't have arrived for another four days, nearly a step behind the Barbarian Army. How could they arrive so quickly? All cavalry?

"I saw it clearly."

The soldier said nervously, "Dust fills the sky, shouts shatter one's lungs, and there are mountains full of military flags and torches, conservatively estimating, there were over two thousand!"

"Hmm, it's indeed possible for Hengkang Prefecture to dispatch this many troops…"

Wu Mu'er told the Deputy General, "You stay here and keep order, don't panic, I'll personally check what's going on!"

In this situation, clarity was crucial.

Once the army's morale is disturbed, collapse is imminent.

...

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

East of the City.

Following Xu Wencai's commands, Sun Buqi and others stealthily exited the city in batches, gathering two hundred new recruits in the east. They used rags to disguise as military flags and lit torches all over the hills, and finally, they beat the war drums and shouted their war cries.

He was puzzled, "This old scholar, using Shanshi to pressure us, what's the point in doing all these displays of might?!"

"Since it's the official's order, we just need to follow it."

While speaking, Wang Li energetically scattered ashes everywhere, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Kill, kill, kill—"

"They're coming, they're coming!"

Sun Buqi, holding his long spear, said, "Somebody's coming, all cavalry, the one in the middle, seems like Wu Mu'er? What did Xu Wencai tell us to do next?!"

"Run up the mountain, hide, and when the signal arrow sounds, set fires simultaneously, then attack again!"

Wang Li grabbed his things and ran off.

"Go!"

Sun Buqi hurriedly followed.

...

"What is this?!"

Finally catching up, Wu Mu'er stopped his horse staring at the empty space before him, "Is this what you call the reinforcements from Hengkang Prefecture?"

"Sir, it's too dark, we couldn't see clearly either."

The soldier who had reported earlier, fearing punishment, suggested, "Shall we check the mountain?"

"Cavalry go up the mountain? Does anyone with a brain say such a thing?!"

Wu Mu'er thought for a moment, "Retreat! It's most likely a bluff, not worth our attention!"

"Whoosh—"

Just as they were about to head back to camp, a sudden arrow sound near Wu Mu'er made him shudder, and he slashed his curved sword in the direction of the sound, successfully cutting down one arrow, then a second, and a third...

"Is that you?!"

In the darkness in the distance, a familiar figure on a white horse appeared.

Wu Mu'er could not fail to recognize him!

Over a month ago,

it was this young man who had captured the Ninth Prince right before him!

If the war had not just commenced, when manpower was crucial, he would have probably been beheaded long ago.

Even now, he might still face serious consequences after autumn.

"Such quick arrows!"

Wu Mu'er focused on defending against the relentless arrows and calmly ordered, "Surround him!"

No matter how fast this person shot arrows, he was still just one man.

By diverting the attention of the remaining men, he could quickly close in.

"Senior Sister Sun!"

Chen Sansi shouted loudly.

Sun Li arrived in time and fifty riders formed ten small "Car Suspension Formations," charging into the barbarian cavalry, clashing fiercely, trying their best to prevent them from surrounding Chen Sansi, each facing multiple enemies, with her alone confronting two Lianggu Hundred Households.

Watching the target of her junior brother's arrows, she finally figured out what this series of connected plans intended to do.

Chen Sansi intended to lure Wu Mu'er from the heavily guarded Central Army Camp, to recreate the feat on the grassland. However, it wasn't to capture a useless prince this time, but to kill the Refining Organ General, thereby throwing the enemy into disarray.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

Sun Li was already surrounded by many cavalrymen, "I will buy you time!"

Not only did she understand.

Wu Mu'er understood as well.

This youngster wanted to kill him, the last main general of the Xi River Tribe.

By this means, to cause his army to collapse.

But as the main general, how could he not know his own importance?

The reason he dared lead five hundred cavalry to inspect, was because all the known Refining Organ Martial Artists within Po Yang City had killed each other!

And this youngster, merely a hundred households officer!

If he truly had the capability to kill him, during the previous encounter on the grassland, he wouldn't have just left a fat man to face the blade while going to find the Ninth Prince himself!

"Clang, clang, clang!"

"The men at the West City Gate were sent by you as well, weren't they?"

Wu Mu'er sneered, as he blocked the arrows while speaking, "I won't chase after you. Your bow alone won't kill me. I'll just drag this out with you. In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the rabble at the West City Gate will be crushed and wiped out!

"And the pretty little lady leading over fifty cavalry behind me will be captured alive. Once her cultivation is crippled, she'll make a fine slave for me!

"Lastly, when you run out of arrows, I'll kill you!"

For now, the only threat to him was the big bow in this youngster's hands.

All he needed was to be cautious, and if he just dragged it out, he would win!

'Smarter than Luo Dongquan.'

'He knows to be wary of archery, not actively pursuing me.'

'If it were a one-on-one, dragging this out wouldn't be a problem. But there are five hundred cavalry behind him.'

'Wang Zhi, Sun Li, they can't hold on much longer.'

'So...'

Chen Sansi unexpectedly tucked away his bow and grabbed his spear, "I didn't plan on dragging this out with you!"

"You dare come at me?"

Wu Mu'er gripped his curved sword, "I want to see just what progress you've made in just over a month!"

"Clang—"

The two warhorses crossed paths, and the curved sword and long spear collided for the first time.

Chen Sansi felt the trembling of the long spear, his qi-blood surged within him, stabilizing his form.

On any other day, he could have dragged it out.

But today, he had to kill quickly!

He changed his usual fighting style, the Undying Golden Snake spear technique, forcibly conjuring the aura of the Breaking Formation Spear, attacking ferociously. Even though there was a difference in pure strength compared to the Refining Organ, he still did not retreat to defend.

But being anxious and attacking recklessly would expose flaws.

"Full of openings!"

Wu Mu'er seized the moment, his curved blade like a black moon descending, tearing through the air, aiming directly at the opponent's face.

He had thought that, faced with such a deadly strike, the opponent would inevitably defend, but quite the contrary, there was no attempt to dodge, still determined to thrust his flawed spear.

'Does this guy think his head is harder than my blade?!'

'Die!'

The curved sword neatly sliced through Chen Sansi's iron helmet, striking squarely on the head.

"Crack—"

However, the expected gore did not materialize. Instead, upon contact with flesh, the blade emitted a sound as if scraping against metal, sparking faintly!

"Vajra Body?"

Wu Mu'er was shocked.

After the incident with the Ninth Prince, he had investigated Chen Sansi. A genius youth with the Nine Dragon Body, Selected Officer of the Governor Mansion, where did the Vajra Body come from!

His blood velocity surged, and he forcibly retracted the curved sword, just in time blocking the long spear stabbing at him.

"Clang!"

In the close encounter, another glint flashed at the young man's waist, a sword light tearing through the heavens, gone in a flash!

"The Ninth Prince's sword..."

Wu Mu'er recognized the weapon, then felt the ground getting closer, even though his body was still on horseback. Before he could understand, the world plunged into darkness.