My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"No ambush, yet surrounded?!"

Fan Jiuxiao furrowed his brows, "Rubbish! Do you even hear what you're saying?"

"It's Chen Sansi, the one riding the White Horse!"

Another person, slightly more rational, said, "He's just one man; he can't be blocked, nor can he be caught, and certainly not escaped from!!"

"Are you saying, he alone, killed my Da Xu's five hundred cavalry?!"

Fan Jiuxiao got his answer from the terrified expression of the other: "How is that possible! Five hundred cavalry! That's indeed five hundred cavalry! Among them, there are two in the Meridian Passage Realm, and countless in the Hua Jin, even if Chen Sansi is brilliant in strategy and tactics, he is only in the Meridian Passage Realm, are you all pigs?!"

Even more terrifying was.

From the corpses.

The vast majority died from arrow wounds.

One man, one bow and arrow, one White Horse!

Also, how could a bow and arrow kill generals in the Meridian Passage Realm, isn't this absurd!

Behind Fan Jiuxiao, thousands of cavalrymen were in utter chaos, as if hearing a wild and fanciful tale.

"Five hundred men..."

"Two generals!"

"Not even a touch, and they were all killed?!"

"..."

"Is there really such a mighty man in the world?"

"How is this possible!"

"..."

While the Nan Xu Cavalry was in shock, a loud voice echoed across the land.

"Fourteen, young lad—"

"Chen had asked to speak to you before, and you did not show up, which was truly rude. Take this arrow from Chen!"

One kilometer away.

An appearance, from a distance, looking like a mere white dot.

By the time they heard his voice, an arrow was already flying towards them, and Fan Jiuxiao, in great alarm, hurriedly drew his sword to block it, only then realizing this arrow might be unusual.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal striking metal rang out, and sparks flew off the sword from where the arrowhead struck.

Even at the last moment, although Fan Jiuxiao managed to enhance his power, he was still blown backward by an overwhelming force and fell off his horse, causing chaos.

"Protect Mr. Si!"

"Form up!"

"Rumble!"

The cavalry closed in a circle, forming a human wall at the front.

"Whizz, whizz, whizz—"

Another dozen arrows came flying continuously, killing all on the spot, except for the high-ranking generals!

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"Shields!"

The Mystical Iron Shield arrived too late.

"This cursed arrow, it can even store power!"

Fan Jiuxiao picked up the arrow that shot him, infuriated, snapped it in half, and threw it away: "Chase him!"

"Mr. Si, he's gone!"

"..."

"Whizz, whizz, whizz—"

"Chase!"

"He's gone again!"

This repeated five or six times.

The Nan Xu Cavalry lost over a hundred more men.

In just half an hour, they were killed by one man totaling six hundred!

"Retreat!"

Even Fan Jiuxiao began to panic: "Quickly retreat back to the camp, everyone must hold their positions and not go out!"

Even after they had retreated back to the camp.

The White Horse General still forcefully followed and shot dead more than ten people.

It was only after shields were deployed around the perimeter that the situation completely calmed down.

"Ambush! Go set up an ambush on the flank in advance! If he dares to come again, make sure there's no return for him!"

Fan Jiuxiao, recalling the scene just now, was still palpably shaken: "Quickly go to the rear and find my brother, and tell him he must immediately send a Great General over, hurry—"

It seemed that.

If the front army doesn't have a general of the Xuanxiang Realm in command, it's not just about launching an attack; even setting up camp would be hardly secure.

...

In the Central Army.

Ran Jingxuan gently set down the report he was holding: "We only remember Chen Sansi for his unconventional military strategies, yet we've overlooked his natural Martial Arts talent that allowed him to achieve the Meridian Passage just two years into his training..."

"This is a bit too exaggerated."

Fan Shuzhen said in disbelief: "Normally speaking, with a Profound Image Realm Death Trap Formation, even if the Enemy Army has generals of the same realm, at most, additional armor could be broken through five or six hundred, let alone the fact that the front were returning without a scratch, absolutely unhurt, if he advances to a higher realm later, is there even any need to fight at all?"

"Inform General Peng."

Ran Jingxuan helplessly said: "Let him return from Ziwei Mountain immediately to the front army, and after we stabilize the situation in Lingzhou, we will also set out for Hulao Pass."

"Advisor."

Fan Shuzhen asked: "Once General Peng Yunheng arrives, should we let them launch a couple of attacks to test the waters? After all, Chen Sansi said there are thirty thousand at Hulao Pass, Li Gong is deceiving us."

"No."

Ran Jingxuan countered: "Chen Sansi's actions were not to show off. He did it deliberately. Given the uproar, the soldiers of the front army are probably scared out of their wits. Without fighting, their morale has hit rock bottom, and forcing them to attack now would be like sending them to their deaths, impossible to succeed. Instead, let's replace the Left Army with the Front Army, wait for General Peng to arrive at the front, rest for seven days, and then we can consider assaulting the city."

"Let's follow the advisor's plan."

...

In the evening.

Chen Sansi did not continue with the previous tactics, surprising them once or twice was feasible, but going back now would definitely fall into the well-prepared encirclement.

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Just as he had predicted, the bow and arrow capable of storing power was a soul-chasing weapon on the battlefield, coupled with Qian Xun, the effect it displayed was something even the Martial Saint couldn't achieve.

The Martial Saint also needed face-to-face combat.

But he moved without a trace, taking lives from a kilometer away, how could the Enemy Army not fear?

His goal was achieved.

This wasn't just a matter of morale!

From this moment on, the defeat of the Enemy Army had silently begun to emerge.

A hundred thousand troops?

Three thousand Black Armor, might not be invincible!