My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Due to the sheer number of people, countless were trampled to death in the chaos, with bodies piling up like mountains.

The one-sided pursuit and massacre continued relentlessly for seven days and seven nights.

The Fei River Plain, surrounded by water on all sides, court soldiers attempting to flee the battlefield had to cross the river. In the process, countless died or were injured, staining the Fei River red with blood. Bodies, weapons, and armor accumulated, forming a bizarre dam that forcibly blocked the Fei River Basin.

Xu Wencai and Fang Qingyun stayed behind to direct, wrapping up the normal battle.

During the subsequent escape of the court soldiers, every time they heard the "suss" sound of gales rustling through the trees or heard the cries of cranes in the mountains, they assumed ambushes were present, and their hearts were filled with fear until they completely gave up running and surrendered.

Eventually.

More than ten thousand were trampled to death by their comrades, over twenty thousand were slaughtered, follow-up raids, and ambushes were hard to calculate; after deducting the soldiers who escaped, twenty-five thousand were captured in the end.

Historical Record: Old Anniversary, seventy-eighth year of Longqing, second day of March, a comet descended from the skies over the Fei River. King Beiliang immediately led his troops from Luojian to attack, and with a pincer movement with the Kunyang Garrison, defeated the enemy.

...

Ten days later.

The Dragon Abyss Sword Qi still ravaged inside Chen Sansi's body; only months of rest could heal it. However, the remaining Nether River True Power inside had long been eradicated, and Chen Sansi continued to pursue despite his injuries.

After that night.

Emperor Longqing led the Shengyun Sect cultivators, fleeing thousands of miles from the Central Plains all the way to the southern borders of Dasheng.

Only when Guiyuan Sect spread news ahead, drawing out people from Nan Xu's Spirit Silence Cave to search, were they finally blocked at the border.

After this, the Shengyun Sect and others fled east, ultimately being forced into a remote area within the Yunzhou border to hide.

On a narrow mountain path.

Emperor Longqing and others, including cultivators, had to ride swiftly or walk quickly to avoid quick exposure.

The grand Dasheng Dynasty had already dwindled to just over ten, wandering into the wilderness!

Thus, half a month passed.

During this half month, they fought day and night; not only was their mana nearly exhausted, but even their elixir pills had vanished without a trace.

At this moment, everyone was utterly exhausted and famished.

Low-level cultivators could not achieve fasting, especially without spiritual energy in this world. After continuous fighting, they needed a substantial amount of food to replenish their Qi-Blood, leaving them dazed and desperate for sustenance.

"Up ahead!"

Huang Hong pointed at the faintly visible village: "Sire, look, there's a village ahead!"

"Now, there are pursuers from all directions."

Dan Liangcheng cautiously observed the surroundings: "We must find a place to replenish our Qi-Blood and discuss what to do next."

"Let's go!"

"Everyone quickly, heading towards the village ahead!"

"..."

Altogether, there were more than a dozen people.

Such a large group of outsiders quickly drew the attention of numerous villagers.

Whether Prince Qin, Prince Qi, or cultivators of Shengyun Sect, despite their plight, their elegant attire was still apparent, clearly distinguishing them from ordinary people.

"Where did these people come from?"

"Python Robe!"

"Prince?!"

"..."

"Hear ye!"

The Chamberlain eunuch Huang Hong's loud voice rang: "This is the Dasheng Emperor, passing through in his battle with rebels, seeking some grain from you all! Anyone willing to provide food, especially meat, will receive commendation!"

They were too conspicuous, making hiding their identity unnecessary.

"Emperor?!"

"The one in Taoist robe is the Emperor?"

"Which Emperor?"

"..."

For the people of the Sheng Dynasty, too much had happened over the past two years. Numerous wars had broken out, and even the Emperor had been replaced by the rightful Emperor who was formerly King Jin.

"How dare you!"

Huang Hong declared loudly: "This is the true Dasheng Emperor, Longqing, Emperor Wan Shou! As for whom you call rightful, they are merely rebels!"

Longqing?!

This man is Longqing?!

The villagers shifted nervously, half-believing.

But if it was true, if even the Emperor had fallen to such a state, did it mean that the court had ended?

They had vaguely heard about the battles outside; reportedly, the Beiliang King had reached the Capital City, and now the Emperor was here, implying he was fleeing!

Good!

A "good" almost slipped out.

"Did you not hear what we said?"

Huang Hong urged: "Hurry and bring out food to honor the Lord and the Immortal Masters!"

"We, we have no food."

"Yes, fighting constantly, where would we get food?!"

"..."

All villagers were emaciated.

"Enough excuses!"

Prince Qin drew his sword in anger: "Is there food?!"

Behind him, many cultivators also showed impatient expressions.

Seeing this.

The villagers were at a loss.

"Folks! Quickly, prepare some food for the Sire."

A young man with a scholar's appearance appeared.

Under his persuasion, they finally managed to gather a basket of food.

Although it was coarse grains, it was the only option for those who hadn't eaten properly in half a month.

Since they didn't have Fasting Pills, they could only resign themselves to eating it.

"Reward."

Emperor Longqing waved a sleeve.

Huang Hong immediately took out several ingots of gold.

"Not necessary!"

The scholar raised his hand to refuse, calmly saying: "I have heard that the White Dragon dislikes the pleasures of Sky Pool but finds difficulty beneath, which is what the Sire can see and hear."