My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 730 - 227: Divine Weapon Descends_4

On his way here, he had taken care to inspect the area, and for thousands of miles around, it was all Right Army territory. Theoretically, there couldn’t be any enemy army here. He wondered why that Prince of the Cao Family was so nervous earlier, perhaps he was overthinking.

He instructed, "Within thirty days, the Spring and Autumn Prefecture will dispatch forty thousand troops to strengthen the city defenses. In short, act with caution. Since there’s nothing unusual, I’ll return to report."

With that, he finished speaking.

The Cultivator was about to leave.

But at that moment.

Xushu, who had been sitting on the wall rampart, suddenly stood up and squinted towards the direction of the desolate mountains in the East, dumbfounded, he said, "Look, is there someone in Yinping Mountain?"

"How can that be possible?"

Xufu immediately replied, "I have also personally surveyed this mountain, it’s full of miasma inside. Let alone ordinary people, even we cultivators would be affected if we stayed a while longer. The most critical thing is the rugged and impassable roads, or rather, there are no roads at all, making it totally impossible for a large army to pass through."

"Brother!"

Xushu asserted, "Look carefully, there really is someone!"

Xufu and the Cultivator surnamed Zhao couldn’t help but stiffen, now focusing intently towards the East.

Yinping Mountain.

This mountain is the end branch of the Luotian Mountain Range. The peaks are undulating, stone walls steep, barely any grass grows. The black trees are densely packed like ghost shadows, like the Yin Souls guarding this desolate land. Dark green miasma floats among the mountains, coiling around every rock and tree trunk like snakes, thick as ink, blocking external light.

Amid the miasma that shades the heavens and covers the sun, shadows can be vaguely seen shuttling back and forth, like mountain spirits and demons, or like a surging beast tide, hazy and indistinct, making it difficult for a time to discern the number, or even whether they are humans or ghosts. It’s only seen that "they" are heading straight towards the mountain foot exit.

Until the first batch of shadows rushed out from the mist-like miasma, the people on the walls of Hongdu Prefecture finally saw clearly, they were soldiers clad in red robes, they wore no armor, and neither were they riding battlehorses,

In the haze of the moment, it seemed someone among them gave a command.

"Clang—"

Thereupon.

Under the setting sun.

Amidst the mountain forests.

The sound of swords being drawn continuously arose.

Only then did the people on the walls of Hongdu Prefecture realize that this seemed to be an army, an army that suddenly appeared from the mountains, like, a divine army descending from the heavens!!!

"..."

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!!!"

Xufu’s voice, as loud as a thunderous bell, resonated throughout all Hongdu Prefecture, waking the drowsy garrison troops inside the city.

The city only had five thousand troops, and they were all completely unprepared. It was dinnertime, and most of them had gathered in the barracks, holding their bowls waiting for millet porridge. The sudden sounding of the assembly horn and war drums frightened them out of their wits.

At the foot of Yinping Mountain.

Chen Sansi was the first to cross the mountain forest, arriving on the flat muddy ground.

Behind him, the brothers from Hongze Camp all let out a long breath.

"Damn, finally out!"

"Eighty days!"

"We trekked through the old forest for a whole eighty days!"

"Spent eighty days living like savages!"

Finally seeing daylight, Zhuang Yi, Zhu Tong, and others looked somewhat excited.

Had the people of Hongdu Prefecture been able to observe them closely, they would have discovered that these "divine soldiers descending from the heavens" were in fact in a very sorry state.

After shuttling through the mountain forest day and night, their war robes were already tattered and covered with dried leaves and wood chips. Each looked disheveled and ragged, resembling beggars, only that each held a long sword.

Only the one at the very front, personally leading the way, was cloaked in a White Robe True Power, untouched by any dust.

"Hongze Camp!"

"Charge—"

"Kill—"

With a command.

Seven thousand Hongze Camp soldiers shouted, their voices echoing, as they charged lightly dressed towards the city.

Chen Sansi summoned the White Swan Horse from his storage bag, leading the charge, and just a few breaths later, was less than a mile from the city wall. In his hand, a golden Big Bow suddenly appeared, aimed at the top of the wall, and he slowly drew the bowstring.

"It’s Chen Sansi!"

In the air.

The Cultivator surnamed Zhao, having seen the White Robe’s portrait, was shocked and astonished to recognize him. He never expected that this person was neither at Qilin Mountain nor the main battlefield in Yunzhou, but leading thousands over mountains and ridges to appear here.

"Buzz—"

The bowstring vibrated.

A Vermilion Bird emerged in flames, flapping its wings. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the Cultivator surnamed Zhao, turning him to ashes.

The Golden Bow and Silver Bullet were drawn again.

This time.

After merging Fire Element True Power and Silver Bullet, it transformed into a Black Tortoise, with its sights set on Xufu atop the wall.

"Run!"

Xufu’s eyes nearly burst out in anger, as he quietly wielded a Golden Light Flying Knife, roaring up to meet it. However, it was the same as if it was made of paper. Upon contact, the flying knife lost control and his body was shattered under the Black Tortoise’s suppression, turning into a pool of flesh.

"Brother!!!"

Everything happened too suddenly.

So much so that Xushu found it hard to accept, feeling as though it was a nightmare.

Before he could react further, Chen Sansi had already flown up the wall, a silver gleam pierced through Xushu’s heart, lifting his body high, and then it became a charred corpse under the scorching heat of Fire Element True Power.

After the three city-guarding cultivators died.

How could the remaining ordinary soldiers be a match?

Soon, the soldiers of Hongze Camp stormed into the city, with half of the defenders dead and half running away, capturing the entire Hongdu Prefecture almost effortlessly, with no casualties.

Once within the city, Chen Sansi immediately led the brothers into the barracks, donned new armor, re-equipped themselves with weapons, and then selected warhorses from the stables.