My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 525 - 193: Fighting with One’s Back to the River_3

Four questions.

They were simply about the long journey, the numerous barbarian forces, the possible presence of an Immortal Master at Great Capital, and the lack of logistical support.

The march was tedious, yet Chen Sansi did not refuse.

He slowly said,

"First, though the journey spans ten thousand miles, we do not need to attack cities or fortresses, so it only seems long on the surface. If we consider the time spent attacking various cities in You State, it is actually about the same."

"Second, although the barbarian forces are numerous, they are spread across the Great Desert and take time to mobilize. As long as we keep moving, it's hard for them to encircle us."

"Third, whether it's the Witch God Sect or the monsters, not only are they in Langjuxu Mountain, but You State will also have its share. It's the same no matter where we fight."

"You really have thought this through, big brother."

Cao Zhi nodded and then asked, "What about the most critical issue, the supplies?"

"Liangzhou is under siege, and heavy snow blocks the roads. Even if supplies are dispatched from Yan State, they simply cannot keep up with the speed of an army operating deep in isolation. We are... truly an isolated force."

"When Black Tortoise Camp split its forces earlier, it only took ten days' worth of dry food and fodder for the horses, and now our supplies are nearly depleted. If this continues, we might end up eating snow."

He had only been with Hongze Camp for a few days.

Yet, he recognized it.

This was a...

True tiger and wolf troops!

Even in such harsh conditions, they managed to maintain perfect order.

But even the fiercest tiger and wolf troops need food to fill their bellies.

"Well asked!"

"Buzz——"

Chen Sansi's Li Quan Spear suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing into the wind and snow ahead. A vaguely emerging fortress: "Your Highness, do you see what this is?"

"A barbarian fortress."

Cao Zhi tossed some jerky into his mouth, "Fifteen thousand cavalry and infantry, two commanders. Not wanting to slow you down, big brother, I made sure to memorize all the intelligence available before coming."

"No."

Chen Sansi's voice boomed like thunder, "Wherever the enemy is, that is our granary!"

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Fengshuang City.

It's called a city, but it actually doesn't have any walls—it's more like a small town, primarily serving as a trading center for various barbarian tribes within a thousand miles.

The stationed troops here also number fifteen thousand, jointly managed by the Duan Clan and the Murong Clan.

The main general is a member of the Imperial Family from the Duan Clan, named Duan Zhe, at the Great Achievement Realm.

His position within the clan was neither high nor low. Unable to reach the core elite, he had actively chosen to be stationed here, both to avoid disputes and to easily reap rewards.

"What a pity! Soon, my Heavenly Clan will take over the Central Plains, and then this Fengshuang City won't be worth much!"

Duan Zhe was reflecting when his subordinate delivered some intelligence.

"General!"

"A letter from the Four Sage Kings!"

"..."

"Him?"

Duan Zhe said nonchalantly, "Sending me a letter when there's nothing to do, the front-line warfare doesn't require me, could it be that the Sheng people are attacking?"

He opened the letter.

Suddenly, his expression turned grave.

"General?"

Deputy General Murong Chao asked, "What's happened?"

"You must know about that Chen White Robe who has made a big name for himself these past two years?"

After reading the letter, Duan Zhe threw it into the charcoal basin to burn to ashes, "He's headed towards the Northern Desert, Yu Wen the Fourth said he might appear near us, and instructed us to be very cautious."

"What?"

Murong Chao was stunned, "Liangzhou Blood Sacrifice, roads sealed by heavy snow, and he still dares to come to the Northern Desert?"

"Report——"

"Twenty miles outside the city, an unknown number of enemy troops advancing, main general unknown!"

"They really came?"

Murong Chao was not afraid, but calmly analyzed, "It must be Chen Sansi! His Hongze Camp has fifteen thousand people, and we also have fifteen thousand, both with two at the Great Achievement Realm, what is there to fear?! We just need to hold on for a few days, and nearby tribes will send reinforcements! It's the perfect time for us to achieve a significant feat!"

He and Duan Zhe were different.

He hadn't come here voluntarily, but was pushed out, always longing to make a name for himself.

"Pass my general's order!"

Murong Chao raised his sword, "Murong troops assemble, march to the outskirts of the city in formation, and prepare for a decisive battle with the Sheng people!"

He and Duan Zhe nominally had a main and deputy relationship, but in reality, neither controlled the other, each commanding half of the troops here.

"General Duan, what are you waiting for?"

Murong Chao urged, "Go rally your troops, don't miss the opportunity for battle! Mr. Chen dares to penetrate deeply into this area alone; he's practically seeking death."

"Well said, he's indeed seeking death."

Duan Zhe readily agreed, "You go form up outside the city first, I'll fetch my weapons, then gather the troops, and join you to advance or retreat together, for life or death!"

"Good!"

Murong Chao, holding his long sword, charged out of the city.

In the vast snowstorm.

Murong Chao sat astride his horse, with a large army of over seven thousand men in tight formation behind him.

And in front of them, through the blurry vision obscured by the snowstorm, one could see a vast expanse of whiteness, with a sudden black mass spreading until it filled the road ahead.

"Thud thud thud!"

Accompanied by the thundering sound of war drums and roaring hooves, the black shadow passed through the curtain of snow, gradually revealing its true form—an immensely disciplined tiger and wolf troops! Even in such harsh conditions, they maintained a complex military formation. The place was already icy and snowy, but upon seeing this troop, the soldiers of the Murong forces felt an additional piercing cold that made their hairs stand on end.

It was as though a steel beast was advancing across the vast land!

Within this steel beast, a bright red flag fluttered in the fierce wind, emblazoned with a large "Chen" character.