My Cultivation Starting from Archery

After the rewards had been dispensed, Chen Sansi dismissed the two men, and then he spoke up again, "Wang Jun, you keep an eye on Ma Zhen. If there's anything unusual, come back and report to me immediately."

"Hmm?"

Wang Jun furrowed his brows, "You mean, you suspect there's something fishy about this minor victory?"

"Paranoid!"

Qu Yuanxiang snorted coldly, "Even though Ma Zhen is not from our Shengyun Sect, he did sign the Blood Covenant to take the bounty. What could possibly be wrong with him?!"

"Enough!"

Wang Jun stopped the other and then said, "Whether Ma Zhen has a problem or not, I will know at a glance."

Midnight that night.

Wang Jun returned with a grave expression.

"How did it go?"

Qu Yuanxiang, eager to prove his point, said, "What did you find?"

"Ma Zhen, under the cover of night when no one was around, took out a Sound Transmission Talisman to communicate with a mysterious person. I didn't hear clearly what was said, but it can be basically determined..."

Wang Jun emphasized, "he is reporting to West Qi."

"Impossible!"

Qu Yuanxiang slammed down his wine gourd, "Has Ma Zhen gone mad? His Blood Covenant is still in the hands of our Sect!"

"He has a grandson."

Wang Jun struggled to search his memory, "His qualification can't be called good but neither can it be called poor. Our Shengyun Sect originally agreed to accept his grandson as an outer disciple after the Spirit Vein had been recovered.

"Now it seems that Soldier Immortal Han Xiang must have promised him better terms.

"Ma Zhen's defection, he is prepared to trade his life for a better future for his grandson."

"That old fool!"

Qu Yuanxiang cursed loudly, "I'm going to kill him right now!"

"Qu Yuanxiang."

Chen Sansi gave the order, "From now on, you will go to the Right Army and join Wei Xuan and others in the rear guard. Without my permission, you are not allowed to come near the Central Army Tent again."

"What do you mean?"

Qu Yuanxiang said crossly, "Immortal Master grandfather, am I not allowed to help you kill the traitor? Aren't you being a little too presumptuous, thinking the war can't be fought without you?!"

"Enough!"

Wang Jun's patience was lost, "Qu Elder Brother, this is my last warning to you."

"As you wish!"

Qu Yuanxiang turned and left with a flick of his sleeve, "Grandfather doesn't care about staying in the Central Army anyway. Without my protection, you all just wait for West Qi's people to come and assassinate you."

Upon hearing this statement.

Tong Xiaochu suddenly realized and quickly said, "Chen Dushi, I understand now! Just like the previous battle at Gravel River, this minor victory was also arranged by Han Xiang. The goal was to use Ma Zhen to figure out the location of the Central Army Tent! Thankfully, Lord Governor is cautious, otherwise, we might have really been kept in the dark!"

"Indeed."

Teng Le felt a chill just thinking about having an Immortal Master as the enemy's plant in their midst. He swallowed hard, "Supervisor, now that we have discovered the clues, should we not swiftly eliminate Ma Zhen before he can react?"

"The position of the Central Army Tent also needs to be changed." Wang Jun said, "Otherwise, we will be put in a passive position."

"No."

Chen Sansi interrupted, "Do not touch Ma Zhen, or rather, do not touch him before the actual battle starts. The location of the Central Army Tent remains unchanged, everything stays as it is. Tomorrow morning, beat the drums and advance the troops."

"This..."

Tong Xiaochu and the others looked at each other, unable to understand, but they also could not defy the Commander's orders.

"Alright."

He spoke with a stern look, "Then please, Supervisor, make the final arrangements before the battle. After sunrise, we may very well engage in the final battle."

"Xia Cong."

Chen Sansi beckoned, "Gather the situation."

"Your subordinate obeys."

Xia Cong had the deployment of both friend and foe at his fingertips, "The West Qi Army that went to attack Feng State has all withdrawn to the front line, thirty-five legions all arrayed fifty li away, just like us, divided into left, center, and right armies, each army approximately a hundred thousand strong, but there could be changes at any time."

One hundred and seventy thousand!

Facing three hundred and fifty thousand!

Unlike any great battle before.

This time.

There was no room for maneuvers, only a head-on clash!

Should we collapse.

It would be...

Total annihilation!

And from what could be seen on paper, West Qi's strength was far superior to that of Dasheng, almost double, and under the leadership of Soldier Immortal Han Xiang, they were far from a rabble, with strict order, disciplined military conduct, and high morale, the previous two minor defeats actually did not affect much.

If it were to be described...

Their army was like tigers.

But of different sizes.

One was at its prime, a robust king of a hundred beasts.

While the Supervisor's army was like a freshly matured, frail Big Worm.

If it came down to raw confrontation, anyone could see the outcome.

The real battle would be tomorrow.

For a moment, the Central Army Tent, including Wang Jun, was filled with a somber mood.

If this battle were lost.

It wasn't just the Mang Mountain Spirit Vein that would be forfeited.

The Great Sheng Dynasty would lose at least five states of land!

From then on, they would no longer have the strength to maintain the western region.

"Or perhaps we should just surrender."

Suddenly.

The White Robe broke the silence.

"Surrender?"

Tong Xiaochu made a face as sour as a bitter melon, "Chen Dushi, at a time like this, please don't make such jokes. Even if we die here, surrendering is impossible."

"Indeed."

Teng Le chimed in, "We are all counting on you to turn the tide."

"So you say, you are not prepared to surrender? Since you're not... "

Chen Sansi scanned the room calmly, and after receiving tacit agreement, his voice suddenly rose, from a deep bell toll to a bolt of thunder on a clear day, slamming into everyone's minds:

"Why speak of defeat before the battle has begun!

"You people, either veterans of a hundred battles or descendants of generals, how can you be frightened into this state by the child Han Xiang, with his petty tricks and chess-playing?!

"What Military Immortal nonsense."

"Let me tell you!

"The one I'll be fighting is the Military Immortal!"

"Whoever dispirits our army again, sowing discord among our troops, I, as your Commander, will personally chop off his head to sacrifice to the battle flags before the engagement!"