My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 370 - 167: Conclusion at Hu Lao, White Robe Demonstrates Power_4

The Green Robed Scholar’s face turned deathly pale as he sat in his wheelchair, relying on the sound of the flute to fend off the soldiers behind him.

"Boom——"

Until a long spear arrived like a dragon, causing these last elites to collapse utterly.

"The situation has been determined!"

Chen Sansi said, "Brothers, finish them off!"

The Central Army Camp had long been destroyed beyond recognition, as if it had never existed.

Under heavy siege, Deng Feng had already been covered in wounds, his armor turning crimson. In front of him, with the help of thousands of soldiers, Fan Shuzhen gradually gained the upper hand.

Yet at that moment, a familiar severed head fell in front of him.

You Jingzhi!

"How is this possible!"

Fan Shuzhen was horrified.

Hadn’t he sent him to kill Chen Sansi, how could...

A thick fog had obscured the view just a moment ago.

Could it be another Immortal Law used by Fang Qingyun!

Sha Wenlong, looking at the severed head, was also shocked and found it strange.

Meanwhile.

Three thousand Iron Cavalry of the Xuanjia Army.

After several rounds of fierce attacks, they completely overwhelmed the front and Central Armies, bringing a dense fog of blood with them to this place, killing too many and shedding too much blood, the originally thick white fog thoroughly turned into a deep crimson blood mist.

In this blood mist.

There were three thousand death gods!

The unstoppable three thousand death gods annihilated the last of Da Xu’s elite troops who were stubbornly resisting.

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From Fan Shuzhen and others’ encirclement of Deng Feng and Sha Wenlong, suddenly and completely reversed.

It changed to them being trapped in the dense blood mist, facing the bloodthirsty Xuanjia Army charging fearlessly, quickly allowing Deng Feng to catch a flaw and severely wound him in return.

"Boom——"

A "Da Xu" military flag collapsed thunderously.

"Someone!"

Fan Shuzhen screamed desperately.

But he could no longer summon a single subordinate!

"Strategist! Save me, strategist!"

In the end, he could only pin all his hopes on Lingsuan.

Only to see Ran Jingxuan, unable to withstand the siege, exchanged wounds with Sha Wenlong and knelt on one knee, his complexion ghastly, his heart ashen: "Prince, we have lost..."

"Lost? Just like that?!"

Fan Shuzhen felt utterly bewildered: "A hundred thousand troops, I had a hundred thousand troops! How did it come to this?!"

"Prince, open your eyes and see."

Ran Jingxuan said despairingly: "Our ranks have entirely scattered..."

In the face of a massive rout at the front.

The rear troops, upon witnessing the "Da Xu" flag of the Central Army tent falling and being devoured by the blood mist, thought it was utterly over, did not release a single arrow, turned, and fled.

The three generals of the Central Army Tent were all captured.

They.

Why even fight anymore?

"Ah!"

Fan Shuzhen roared, and after another fierce exchange with Deng Feng, he struggled to support himself and asked unwillingly, "Strategist, where did we fail, where did we fail!"

"We failed because of indecisiveness, hesitation!"

Ran Jingxuan regretted their past actions, "We should not have been calculating our own gains and losses. Initially, if we had attacked Hu Lao Pass with all our forces, even at great loss, we would definitely have been able to take it down. How did we end up with such a disastrous defeat?"

The encirclement stopped.

Two thousand of the three thousand Black Armor continued to slaughter the rest.

A thousand remained, encircling without attacking, waiting for the two to run out of energy.

"There is one thing I don’t understand!"

Ran Jingxuan coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, and as he watched the young general approaching slowly on a White Horse, he asked, "Inside Hu Lao Pass, exactly how many generals, how many troops are there? Twenty thousand? Or thirty thousand?"

"Three thousand."

The situation was already decided, Chen Sansi did not need to bluff anymore, "Three thousand troops, plus two Mysterious Phenomena."

"What?!"

"Pfft—"

Upon hearing this, the severely wounded Ran Jingxuan became frantic, spitting out another large cloud of blood. After a long while, he started laughing self-mockingly, "I, Ran Jingxuan, a grand Lingsuan, commanding one hundred thousand troops, finally defeated by a mere three thousand men!"

Remembering anew, it felt like being in a different world!

He finally understood.

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The moment his one hundred thousand troops reached Hu Lao Pass, or perhaps when Chen Sansi’s first arrow struck the patrolling sentry, it was a destined defeat.

All their actions thereafter.

Were in the palm of Chen Sansi’s hand!

One could even say, they were all traps carefully laid out, and they kept jumping in, one after another without hesitation.

Three thousand Black Armor!

One Meridian Passage!

Destroyed one hundred thousand troops!

Ran Jingxuan cried out to the heavens, "What face do I have left, to live in this world—"

"Crack—"

"I never intended to let you live!"

Deng Feng’s sword fell, and a head rolled on the ground.

"Fan Shuzhen!"

Chen Sansi pointed his long spear at him, shouting sternly, "You’re the only one left, yet you refuse to die..."

"Thud!"

However.

Before he could finish speaking.

The previously reluctant Fan Shuzhen, in full view of everyone, suddenly knelt down, as if the world had flipped over, without any warning or transition, he cried out loudly, "General Chen, spare my life! I am one of the eight princes of Da Xu, with many connections within the court. Spare me, and I will surely repay you!"

"You?"

Chen Sansi looked down at him, asking coldly, "Fan Shuzhen! My Dasheng has come to reclaim the territories of three states, hence the war against Dongqing Country. What does Nan Xu have to do with it, that you mobilize one hundred thousand troops, using the nation’s strength to cross borders and challenge our military might!"

Fan Shuzhen knelt on the ground, almost blurting out a shocking revelation that made the thousand people present speechless, not knowing what to do, even the thought of killing evaporated.

Despite his severe injuries, his voice was loud and resonant:

"If not willingly come now, would the trouble be greater later!"

"..."

Chen Sansi was momentarily stunned.

Fan Shuzhen continued, "General Chen is a genius born once in a millennium, a saint among strategists, bound to wage wars across the south and north, confronting Da Xu inevitably. If it were really so, General Chen would have to lead troops across countries and traverse thousands of miles to capture me. Isn’t me delivering myself to you now saving General Chen a great deal of trouble?"