My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 742 229: Mad Slaughter, 800 Baili!4

Smoke signals filled the land.

Under the relentless assault of the imperial army of three hundred thousand, the Beiliang Army suffered heavier losses with each passing day, losing over ten thousand troops and horses.

Another prolonged battle lasted for three hours.

It wasn't until dusk that the imperial army sounded the gong to retreat.

On the city walls of Qiantang Prefecture, there was devastation everywhere.

"Puh!"

Second Senior Brother Cheng Wei couldn't hold on and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Old Two!"

Wang Zhi hurried forward to support him, not forgetting to chide him a bit: "You're both trained in spears, yet how co there's such a big gap between you and the young disciple!"

"..."

Cheng Wei ignored him and just went off to rest.

The rest of the soldiers began to carry out their respective tasks—repairing the city walls, carrying bodies, cleaning up the battlefield...

"Mr. Xu."

Ye Fengxiu slightly raised his eyes and said: "How's our situation?"

"No problem holding out for another half a year!"

Xu Wencai shook his head and sighed: "I'm still worried about the situation on the leader's side."

"Indeed."

Rong Yanqiu ordered soldiers to carry a copper basin to wash the bloodstains on her jade-like hands: "Since we can't get the ssage out, why not let pick a few people to break through and go check on him personally."

"I wish to do so too."

Xu Wencai said: "But staying in the city already relies on General Wei Xuan and his wife struggling to hold on, sending more people out would just be sending them to their deaths. For now, all we can do is wait and see, once the agreed ti has passed and we haven't arrived, the leader would surely find a way to break through on his own."

"Dong dong dong!"

Just as they were speaking, the war drum sounded again.

"They're coming again so soon?!"

Wang Zhi glared with rage, grabbed his Mo Blade, and swiftly scaled the walls back to the top.

However.

The enemy's army did not attack again.

The war drum was sounded because a cultivator flew above the city walls.

"Woosh woosh woosh—"

The crossbown fired in unison.

Arrows rained down like a downpour on Wang Jun, but were all blocked by a golden barrier.

"Wang Jun!"

Wei Xuan naturally recognized him.

Not long ago in the Battle of Guan Du, they were comrades who lived and died together.

"Daoist Wang Jun, have you co to court death?"

Song Guizhi said as a jade-like long staff silently appeared in her hand, ready to strike at the cultivator above.

"Both of you, wait!"

Wang Jun signaled for them to stop and explained: "I haven't co with hostile intent."

"Then what do you intend to do?"

Wang Zhi impatiently said: "Speak up, spit it out if you have sothing to say."

"To be honest, I've co to persuade you to surrender."

Wang Jun said calmly: "Your Beiliang Army's supplies are cut off and can last only a few more months at most, while three hundred thousand troops surround you outside, defeat is certain, so why not open the city gates and surrender early to spare lives!"

"Ridiculous!"

Wei Xuan sneered: "Back in Han Yang City, I held out for thirty years, the word 'surrender' never crossed my mind!"

"Well said!"

Wang Zhi cursed: "You yourself said our supplies can last several months, and with tens of thousands of troops, until the very last mont, how dare you boast about deciding the outco?!"

"The last mont?"

Wang Jun, having waited long enough, seized the opportunity to say: "Seems like you're full of confidence, what are you waiting for? Waiting for Chen Sansi to rescue you? Then let tell you, there's no need to wait."

"Guess why...

"Why hasn't there been any response from Hongdu Prefecture?"

Everyone's faces darkened.

Song Guizhi reacted swiftly: "Heh, Daoist Wang Jun, how long have you been among mortals, and you've already learned to use such petty tricks to shake our morale?"

"Don't believe ?

"Then allow to show you...

"What is this!"

Wang Jun pulled a bloody human head from behind and tossed it down carelessly, bouncing and rolling several tis before stopping in front of the crowd.

Wang Zhi snorted disdainfully: "Damn it, you think you can scare with a random head, let see..."

As he looked closely, his features imdiately froze.

In an instant.

The entire scene fell silent!

No,

It felt as if ti itself, manipulated by so mighty force, paused at that very mont, making everything lifeless and eerily quiet.

What did they...

What had they seen?

Why was the face on this head so familiar?

Chen Sansi!

It was none other than the commander of the fifteen thousand strong army, the Beiliang King of the entire Northern Territory, their junior brother, general, friend, family...

Chen Sansi!

"Damn your ancestors."

Finally, it was Wang Zhi who broke the silence, sneering: "Who are you trying to fool? A random head with a Disguise Technique, and you think you can deceive ?!"

He said this as he held up the head, continuously wiping the face with his robe, as if trying to transform it into another appearance.

Yet no matter how he tried, the familiar face remained before him.

"Old Wei!"

"Look, is this so Illusion Technique from the Sky Water Continent?!"

"..."

"I don't think so."

Wei Xuan replied truthfully.

Lower level cultivators' Illusion Techniques have a ti limit; there's no reason for the opponent to use such crude ans.

"..."

Hearing this, Wang Zhi suddenly collapsed to the ground as if his bones had disintegrated.

"Junior Brother..."

"Leader!"

"Commander!"

"Master!"

"..."

Suddenly, a long-silent city wall erupted.

Rong Yanqiu, Ye Fengxiu, and others had bloodshot eyes, their bodies trembling from a mix of shock, grief, and fury.

Especially the soldiers of the Beiliang Army, seeing this scene only made them feel sothing crumble inside.

"Chen Sansi was formidable."

In the air, Wang Jun calmly said: "With only seven thousand n, he held back the counterattack of Spring and Autumn Prefecture for months. Keep in mind, Ling Yun, Li He, in pure cultivation, surpass Chen Sansi."