Soy milk, fried dough sticks, hot dry noodles

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side.
He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man.
Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer.
From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away!
From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million!
Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry.
Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'


My Cultivation Starting from Archery

In the rustling of movement, tens of thousands of men awoke one after another.


"No leisure has the king for idle dealing, his sorrow-laden soul will find no healing. Though I wish to follow, I can march not thither—"


But it penetrated in all directions, enveloping the entire Zhao Tong Prefecture City, hesitant and indistinct, reverberating in the minds of every citizen and soldier, its lingering melody sinking deep into their hearts.


This song was known as "Caiwei," which happened to be a tune widely popular within Qing Country. Moreover, its content perfectly expressed the homesickness of soldiers heading to war, matching perfectly with the current scene and emotion, as if it were made by heaven and earth.


Added to that was the powerful emotional resonance of the lyrics, sung in the pure local dialect of Qing Country's mountains, which gradually led the city's inhabitants to hum along, unable to help themselves.


Chapter 159: Conquering Deng Feng, Stabilizing Lai State_3