My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Of course, the confirmation of this person is equally important.

"However, within Wu City, there seems to be an Immortal Master above Martial Saint, and more than twenty thousand defending troops, and the city defenses are quite formidable."

Liao Fang took out a piece of letter paper, "I have written down all the combat strengths inside, whether it can be taken or not, that's up to you."

With all the information finally confirmed, Chen Sansi took the letter paper, ready to stand up and leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Liao Fang said somewhat nervously, "Mr. Chen is known for his benevolence and righteousness across the world, surely you wouldn't do something as despicable as to kill the donkey once the grinding's done, right?"

"Rest assured, after the success of our plan, I will report to the court that you are the primary contributor. Within five years, the title of State Duke is yours, the court won't be stingy, in short..."

Chen Sansi paused, "As long as Mr. Liao does not violate military discipline, I will make good on the promises made to you."

He did not waste any more time and quickly left.

"Hiss—"

After drinking a cup of wine, Liao Fang clicked his tongue and said, "If this plan succeeds, I, Liao Fang, will be renowned across the world!"

...

Within the military camp.

Chen Sansi ordered all the food to be consumed, and also slaughtered some of the remaining cattle and sheep from the local garrison, allowing one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers to eat and drink their fill.

Then he began making the final arrangements.

The defense strength of Wu City was not weak, and it would require a detour to get there, with no possibility of deploying the entire army at once.

After careful consideration, Chen Sansi appointed his officers:

"Tong Xiaochu, heed my command!

"You, leading two Cultivators and ten thousand soldiers, create a feint attack on Lu Mansion. When Han Xiang leads his troops to attack our main base in Gengyang Prefecture, turn around and launch a pincer attack from both fronts."

Drawing attention was necessary.

"Your subordinate obeys the command!"

"Teng Le, heed my command!

"You, leading two Cultivators and twenty thousand soldiers, lay an ambush in the canyons eighty li outside the city, blocking the enemy to the last man. Retreat shall only be permitted when you see the fires rise in Wu City!"

"Your subordinate complies!"

"Wang Zhi, Chu Shixiong, Wei Xuan, Song Guizhi!"

Chen Sansi's voice rang out clearly, "Follow me, leading the soldiers of Hongze Camp, and select seven thousand elite troops from the Supervisory Army to attack Wu City with me!"

"Yes!"

"Good!"

"Your command will be obeyed!"

"..."

"Wang Jun, Qu Yuanxiang, heed my command. You will stay behind with one hundred thousand troops to defend Gengyang Prefecture!"

"Wait..."

Wang Jun said, puzzled, "Do you mean we two do not need to attack? Inside Wu City, there's a Martial Artist in the True Power Realm, and you are still at Transcend Mortality."

He had heard a few days ago.

Chen Sansi led his troops out for a slaughter, claiming to be in the True Power Realm.

But it was all a bluff.

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Qu Yuanxiang, who had recently returned from the Capital City, spoke disdainfully, "Aren't you afraid of Han Xiang coming after you himself? A Qi Refining Perfection and a True Power, it will be no issue to kill you!"

"He will come after me."

Chen Sansi said indifferently, "But you don't need to worry about my life or death, just do as I say and hold Gengyang Prefecture! This concerns your own Sect's mission!"

Even if the granaries of Wu City were burned down, it didn't mean the West Qi Army would immediately collapse.

If at that time, Han Xiang and his forces attacked and seized Gengyang Prefecture, annihilating the main forces, the situation would still be bad for Dasheng and good for West Qi.

Therefore, defending the city in this battle was extremely crucial.

"Arrogant."

Qu Yuanxiang didn't protest but merely said, "Anyway, once you're dead, I'll just run away!"

"Brother Chen, rest assured,"

Wang Jun assured, "No matter what, I will hold the city."

His status in the sect was neither high nor low, hoping to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill. He feared that this might be his only chance in life, how could he not gamble with his life?

"You have my thanks."

Chen Sansi cupped his fists and stepped onto the battlefield.

In the night, beneath the flare of torches, his white robe and silver spear were extraordinarily striking. His voice boomed like thunder, resounding across the heavens:

"Fifteen days ago!"

"I told you all!"

"That within fifteen days, the battle would be decided!"

"Now, I shall fulfill my promise!"

"Tonight—"

"All we need is to take down one small Wu City!"

"The West Qi Army of three hundred thousand will be obliterated!"

"This will be—"

"An unprecedented feat of a century!"

"You all!"

"Would you follow me to achieve great accomplishments, to slay the Qi bandits?!"

"We are willing to follow!"

The soldiers shouted in unison:

"To achieve great accomplishments—"

"To slay the Qi bandits—"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The cry to kill shook the heavens.

"Boom—"

The gates of Gengyang Prefecture City opened wide.

The Hongze Camp, along with seven thousand elite supervising forces, totaling twenty-two thousand strong, poured into the boundless darkness.

...

The West Qi Army.

In the Martial Arts Arena, on the high platform.

Han Xiang stood under the torchlight, scrutinizing the chessboard before him.

Cultivators like Zhu Gui and Zhong Wuxin were gathering forces beneath, arranging the upcoming troop deployments.

According to their calculations,

Dasheng's provisions had been exhausted.

Next, they only needed the army to press forward, encircle them for several tens of days, and with some luck, they might just need twenty days. The one hundred and fifty thousand supervising forces would voluntarily surrender.

"Han!"

Just then,

a cultivator flew in on a sword, "There's something I need to tell you. That Liao Fang, who was in charge of accounting for the provision ledgers, fled on horseback at 5 a.m. and has since vanished without a trace. No one knows where he went."

"What did you say?!"

Han Xiang's hand, which was about to place a piece, froze mid-air, "Did you bully him, by any chance?"

"He, he caused trouble because he drank too much!"

The cultivator explained, "And he would often insult us behind our backs, so I just scared him a bit."

"Fool!"

Han Xiang stood up abruptly, bellowing, "Having humiliated him, why didn't you kill him? Why leave such a future problem! By now, he must have defected to Chen Sansi and told the enemy that our army's provisions are stored in Wu City!"

Upon hearing this,