My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Mentioning his master.

The smug look on his face gradually faded, "Let's not talk about these things anymore, Junior Brother, what plans do you actually have for me?"

"Whoosh——"

After Chen Sansi arrived behind the mound, he unfolded a map: "Senior Brother, I'm allocating two thousand men to you, to take a separate route. Lower the flags, silence the drums, and cross the river quietly. Then, in this mountain, within Lanling Mountain, await the signal from the blue bird, and then directly attack the great encampment of the enemy army."

"I've written the more detailed plans in advance for you."

As he spoke, he took out a brocade bag and handed it to his senior brother: "Remember, stealth is the most crucial element! I will create as much noise as possible to draw their attention. The lives of millions from Liangzhou are now in Senior Brother's hands!"

Earlier.

Chen Sansi was somewhat worried.

Wang Zhi's cultivation hadn't fully recovered, but now it seemed, the worry was superfluous.

"I understand."

Wang Zhi took the brocade bag and felt reassured: "It seems that Junior Brother indeed had plans all along. After fighting so many battles with you, I finally have a real chance to make a difference."

"Rest assured, I will not let you down."

"After winning this battle, I'll come back and drink at your and Junior Sister's wedding feast!"

"I am off!"

He received the orders and left.

Chen Sansi, however, didn't rush to follow the main army's departure but instead took out an alchemy furnace and materials on the spot, preparing to try and concoct the True Martial Pill.

To increase the chances of winning the final battle at Langjuxu Mountain, he had to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.

In the midst of snow and wind.

A crimson fire dragon soared into the sky, then was sucked into the bottom of the alchemy furnace by the Formation.

Chen Sansi had already added ice and snow into the furnace beforehand, which quickly melted into water. Then, he added Spiritual Grain, followed by various precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

True Martial Pill.

Costing two hundred Spirit Stones per pill, with materials alone valued at one hundred Spirit Stones.

He had only five batches of materials in total.

He must be as careful as possible.

If he could save some materials, it would be a valuable reserve, whether he sold it for Spirit Stones in Daze Fang City or kept it for other uses in the future.

Once the process was nearly complete.

He placed both hands on the Pill Furnace and began to infuse Mana into it.

The True Martial Pill had a total of forty-nine major changes and sixty-four minor ones, significantly more complex than the nurturing pills. Chen Sansi could manage at ease in the beginning, but he started losing control after about twenty changes, and beyond thirty, he couldn't sustain it any longer, leaving the heavenly and earthly treasures to rapidly decay under the power of the Abnormal Fire.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion.

The Pill Furnace burst open, sending waves of spiritual energy fluctuating through the air.

Chen Sansi quickly formed the Thick Earth Decision to block it.

Fortunately, it was only a First-rank Elixir, so it wasn't particularly harmful.

He looked inside the furnace, only to find a mess of black residue, and immediately felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

However, sinking costs in elixir concoction was inevitable. At least with each attempt, he would become more proficient. With the remaining four sets of materials, he would definitely be able to concoct a True Martial Pill.

That alone would be enough.

After packing up his things.

Chen Sansi estimated that four or five days had passed.

He needed to catch up with the main force quickly.

"Qian Xun!"

He called for his White Swan Horse and took out an inferior Fasting Pill from his bosom: "It's cold and freezing; you haven't had it easy either, have some of this."

Qian Xun sniffed it, seemingly aware it was of inferior quality, showing some disdain, but in the end, decided to eat it. Instantly, its body maintained warmth even amidst the heavy snow, and its energy surged.

It carried its master and quickly caught up with Hongze Camp.

"Sir, you've finally returned."

Xia Cong reported: "There have been seven urgent dispatches from Liangzhou, all written personally by the Sixth Prince. He even had the Divine Eagle bring a gold medal, still hoping we could change direction. If we go back now, we can still catch up with the following battles in You State. If we proceed further, it's the annihilation of our entire army."

"No need to pay it any mind."

Chen Sansi thought for a moment, "I will inform them of our marching route myself and further explain."

If they could understand, that would be best.

Especially for those in the court, sometimes, the attitude is more important than any action.

Hongze Camp continued northward.

On the way, they continually overran several small tribes, slaying nearly ten thousand enemies, with tens of thousands fleeing.

This time, Chen Sansi didn't pursue and simply let them escape.

It was still the same reasoning.

Every battle must have a clear strategic objective.

During Huqiu Mountain, the northern campaign was about annihilating the living forces.

Now, it had become a race to reach Langjuxu Mountain, to destroy the Array Eye, and break the Blood Sacrifice Array.

"General!"

"Ahead lies the Agate River!"

"The surface is covered with thin ice, impassable for men and horses; we need to build a pontoon bridge!"

"Do I even need to say it?"

Chen Sansi ordered, "Quickly build the bridge and cross the river as soon as possible."

"But Sir..."

Xia Cong presented the dispatch: "Another letter from Liangzhou. The Prince says that our spies planted among the tribes in the Northern Desert sent word that the barbarians were forewarned of our move. Yuwen Jingwen has already mobilized a large army to encircle us, possibly amounting to more than a hundred thousand. Once we cross the river, there will be no way back."

In wars, both sides often have spies or covert agents from the other side. Perhaps they can't obtain classified intelligence, but they can usually learn of the movements of the opponent's army.

Seeing that the General wasn't swayed.

Chu Shixiong reminded him again, "Sir, a hundred thousand troops plus a Martial Saint! Yuwen Jingwen isn't like the incompetent Murong Chao. He's a renowned fierce general from the Yuwen clan. Once we cross the river, it'll be too late for regrets!"

"Without a way back, then we shall not retreat!"

Chen Sansi, knowing that further explanation was useless, simply stopped explaining: "Write back to Liangzhou, tell them that I am determined to cross the river, that I want to..."

"Fight with our backs to the river!"