My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chen Sansi, dressed in a white robe, rode the White Swan Horse, appearing from the winding path ahead, blocking the retreat.

"Young master, quickly leave!"

The old servant of the Zhou Family charged forward without hesitation, naturally shot down by an arrow.

"Chen Sansi."

Zhou Rong pointed at him, sneering, "I've lost, but you won't win either. While you were entangled with me at Chibi, Dan Liangcheng has already amassed a million-strong army outside the Capital City, coupled with the Second-Tier Array and the Ling Family's Ancestor. No matter your abilities, you won't be able to pull them off!"

He knew.

In this world.

No one could rival White Robe in strategy; the only way to defeat him was through one method.

That is...

Using Power to break through!

Forcing him to face someone stronger head-on, forcing him to attack recklessly!

"You don't need to worry about that, Zhou Lang."

Chen Sansi watched Wei Xuan and Cui Zhichen arriving from the distance, calmly ordered, "Send Lord Zhou on his way."

The flying sword flashed.

Zhou Rong's head fell.

Within five days.

The battle at Chibi concluded.

The court's forty thousand troops from Jiangnan, with rough estimates showing over thirty thousand dead, more than fifty thousand captured, and only two to three thousand scattered and vanished, with losses to provisions and supplies uncountable.

In contrast, the New Dynasty's army only lost fifteen thousand troops and a few warships, achieving a complete victory.

...

Peizhou Prefecture.

Inside a mansion in the city.

The Minister of Ministry of Industry, originating from a prestigious Family, Fan Shikui, was conspiring a significant matter with several officials.

"The city is about to fall!"

"Victory at Chibi is hopeless!"

"General Zhang Jingwu sent a letter from outside the city; if we behead Ming Qingfeng and Fang Qingyun, and capture King Jin alive to surrender, the court will overlook our past actions!"

"Now let's see what Brother Shangguan has to say!"

"..."

Most members of the sects and Families were fighting at Chibi, with a small portion here.

Shangguan Haichang was undoubtedly the eldest and most senior among them, and the only Martial Saint in the city, making it impossible to proceed without him.

"Let's go and see what Brother Shangguan has to say!"

Fan Shikui led the crowd to the adjacent mansion, only to find Shangguan Haichang clutching a wine jar, deeply asleep, no matter how they called him.

"Stop calling!"

A military officer said, "He's drinking 'Drunk Saint,' he won't wake up for a while."

This wine is precious, able to strengthen a Martial Saint's body, but if not cultivated in time, it will make one deeply drunk for at least two days under its special effects.

"Dear lords."

Shangguan Haichang's servant explained, "My master's recent troubles have kept him awake and restless for days, thus he sought solace in wine."

"Enough!"

Fan Shikui decisively stated, "We are enough!"

With the Martial Saint absent, the two Mysterious Phenomena could swiftly resolve everything unnoticed.

Can't delay any longer.

Each day delayed, their surrender became more worthless.

A group of people charged towards the largest mansion in the city.

After they left.

Shangguan Haichang suddenly opened his eyes, perfectly sober, with no signs of drunkenness.

He instructed the servant, "Keep an eye on them and report any developments to me!"

"Yes!"

The servant obeyed and left.

"These fellows are too impatient."

Shangguan Haichang squinted.

The defeat at Chibi was certain.

But Chen Sansi and Cui Zhichen might not necessarily die!

Such haste to revolt might lead to retaliation!

Who will care for them then?

Thus.

Shangguan Haichang chose to play dumb.

If their plan succeeds, being the head of the sect, he could claim allegiance, and even if those from Seeking Immortal Tower and Guiyuan Sect sought revenge, he would be untouched.

Inside the temporary palace.

The legitimate Emperor Cao Huan and civil and military officials were trapped here for long, with provisions cut off three days ago, and surrounding pursuers tightening the final encirclement, visible even from atop the city walls.

Cao Huan sat slumped in a stag-antler chair, despondent.

The ministers' expressions were likewise grim.

According to the timeline.

The battle at Chibi should have ended.

As for the outcome...

Obvious!

"I vowed to support the common people, uphold the Dynasty, and restore the flourishing era of Dasheng, but why have I fallen to such a fate?!"

In just a few days, the legitimate Emperor Cao Huan's already graying hair had turned entirely white, his face aged a decade, worn and haggard, full of worry, virtually seeming at the brink of death.

The Minister of War Ming Qingfeng restlessly paced in the courtyard, awaiting the final news.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the courtyard gate was kicked open.

Fan Shikui led a group of scarlet-robed officials, marching in wielding swords!

"Fan Shikui?!"

The Minister of War Ming Qingfeng's eyes widened in fury, "What are you trying to do?!"

Fan Shikui said with a blank expression, "This place is unsafe; escort His Majesty out of the city!"

"You're staging a coup?!"

Ming Qingfeng cursed, grabbing an Azure Dragon Crescent Blade from the courtyard, leading several Imperial Guards to battle them.

The commotion quickly attracted Cao Huan, who was horrified.

Ming Qingfeng was soon outmatched and struck down heavily injured.

"How dare you rebel!"

At the critical moment, Tower Master Cui Zhichen arrived with King Yan Cao Zhi, descending from the sky, slicing off Fan Shikui's arm effortlessly, leaving him wailing in pain on the ground.

The remaining officials dropped their weapons in fear and fled, only to be blocked by two other cultivators from Guiyuan Sect.