Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 377 - 375 Good Archery

Jiang Ruoqing felt that she was moved for nothing.

"Fool."

Chen Mo used his finger to tap Jiang Ruoqing’s nose, then lifted her up and let her sit on his lap, embracing her.

Then Chen Mo picked up the fish soup, first feeding Jiang Ruoqing a spoonful, and then tasted it himself, being very intimate.

It made Jiang Ruoqing’s heart tingle with a sweet numbness.

Having never been in close contact with a man before, and naturally having never been in love, this kind of warmth and sweetness intoxicated Jiang Ruoqing, making her instinctively wrap her arms around Chen Mo’s neck.

It was precisely this intoxication that made her unaware that Chen Mo’s hand had already reached her inner thigh.

"Once we’ve quelled the rebellion of the Eighteen Lords, I’ll take you to Jiangnan and avenge the grudge against your master," Chen Mo said.

"Mmm, I’ll listen to you," Jiang Ruoqing only felt her body grow even more tingling with numbness.

...

However, this warm feeling did not last long, as the forces of the Eighteen Lords had already pressured their borders and set up camp thirty miles away in front of Niu Shan. On Niu Shan, the banners of the Eighteen Lords were inserted everywhere, and because of the ruse to deceive, Chen Mo still didn’t know how many enemy troops there were.

Yesterday he asked Zhang Nan and the others, and they weren’t sure either.

Therefore, when they came to challenge, Chen Mo chose to keep the gates closed and not engage in battle.

With the division of troops to Luan Mountain County and Ta Town, the entire army of Qinyang County was less than 140,000. Defending the city was still feasible, and with the conscripted civilians from the city, the conservative estimate was around 250,000.

But these civilians had no combat power. It was fine to have them move wood and stones, or throw stones from the city walls, but fighting outside the city was out of the question.

And on the other side, they clashed with an army allegedly two million strong, impossible to fight head-on.

...

Afternoon.

Chen Mo was inspecting the internal affairs of Qinyang County with Jiang Ruoqing, Li Yang, and Dai Xishan.

"Sir, bad news." Gao Zheng hurriedly ran over.

His anxious appearance startled everyone, thinking something major had happened. Chen Mo quickly asked, "What happened? Did they attack the city?"

Chen Mo frowned because, according to simulation, the enemy would attack the city with full force the day after.

"No," Gao Zheng shook his head, saying, "Sir, they’re cursing you, and they’re taking turns to do it. The curses are quite nasty."

The curses were too vile for Gao Zheng to repeat, even involving ancestors.

"Ignore it, let them curse. Just don’t go out to fight," Chen Mo said, unfazed by the typical city-insulting strategy.

"No, sir, they... they even fabricated stories about you and the Empress Dowager." Gao Zheng whispered the last half of the sentence into Chen Mo’s ear.

"Preposterous! I and the Empress Dowager are utterly innocent; there’s nothing shameful between us." Chen Mo suddenly shouted, then told Gao Zheng, "Say it openly in front of everyone, no need to cover up."

Gao Zheng was startled by Chen Mo’s sudden shout. He quickly said, "It’s not from me; it’s from the enemy."

"I know, these people are simply too vile, daring to tarnish the reputation of Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager. Come, let’s see who has such courage," Chen Mo appeared righteous and indignant, angered by the damage to the Imperial Family’s honor.

Li Yang saw this side of Chen Mo and almost mistook him for a great loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Yes," Li Yang, Gao Zheng, and the others responded in unison.

...

"Sir."

"General."

"Sir."

"..."

Chen Mo reached the city wall, greeted respectfully by everyone.

Chen Mo nodded in acknowledgment, then walked to the base of the tower.

"It’s him, it’s him, it’s him!"

From afar, in the allied army’s camp, the scout nicknamed "Monkey," who had survived that day, shivered as he pointed at Chen Mo upon seeing him on the tower.

He could never forget Chen Mo’s face.

Chen Mo had disguised himself as his leader Zhang Nan and had slain General Wang Mo on the spot, a scene "Monkey" had witnessed clearly.

"Is that Chen Mo?" Despite the distance, for a Martial Artist who had activated the Celestial Eye, this distance was trivial. Zhao Jiang looked at the young man in a white robe on the city wall, muttering, "He does seem to be around eighteen or nineteen."

"Young lads are always hot-tempered, can’t take even a few curses," Zhao Qi was pleased, hurriedly calling a personal soldier to keep the cursing going.

Thus, a Red Armored Young General rode out quickly, reaching a spot a thousand meters away from Qinyang County, using True Qi to project his voice, and resumed the curses.

At this distance, ordinary arrows couldn’t reach.

Only with a bow and arrow treasure capable of storing True Qi could it be done, yet even so, at such a distance, the power would have dissipated, and the Red Armored Young General believed he could withstand whatever was left.

Besides, he was wearing high-tier treasure armor.

No worries at all.

All sorts of filthy words, wrapped in True Qi, reached Chen Mo’s ears, causing his face to involuntarily twitch.

Because some of it was indeed true.

"Bring out the battle banner we captured from Prince Pingnan yesterday and hang it on the city wall, let’s infuriate them too," Chen Mo said.

"Yes."

Gao Zheng retreated, and soon, a bright flag was hoisted to the top of the tower; not only that, on the other side of the banner were the conspicuous red words: ’Defeated Dog.’

Zhao Lu naturally saw it and angrily spat out old blood, roaring, "That insolent fellow, I will kill him."

"Bring my Flood Dragon Tendon Bow," Zhao Jiang frowned. This action was undoubtedly slapping the allied force’s face.

"Yes."

...

"What’s the largest bow in the army?" Seeing the man still jabbering, Chen Mo was getting impatient.

"Reporting to the General, forty-stone," a general replied.

"Bring it."

"Yes."

In the Great Song Dynasty, one stone was 100 jin; forty-stone meant 4000 jin, denoting that the bow required a force of 4000 jin to draw.

Soon, the forty-stone bow was in Chen Mo’s hand, feeling heavy in his grip. It was a mid-level Profound Tier treasure, and even the arrows were Basic Level Yellow Tier treasures.

Chen Mo infused his True Qi into the arrows; initially, unsure how much True Qi the arrows could withstand, his first arrow was destroyed by his True Qi.

For the second arrow, with a better grasp on the amount, it didn’t break.

Bending the bow and nocking the arrow, he completed the motion in one go.

The bowstring was drawn into a full moon.

The Ancient Heavy Pupils activated, locking onto the cursing Red Armored Young General.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Mo released his fingers, the arrow shot from the bow, making a shrill whistling sound in the air.

Moments later, the cursing stopped abruptly, for the arrow had struck the Red Armored Young General right in the center of his forehead, knocking him off his horse.

Nearby, Li Yang, Wang Ji, and others were amazed, thinking, how could it be so accurate?

After a brief moment of astonishment, a loud cheer erupted.

"Well done."

"Great archery, well shot."

"Glorious General."