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

"Who exactly is this person? Have Fan Shuzhen and the others send someone to test him—then we'll know!"


"There really are only three thousand men!"


"Isn't creating the illusion of greater strength exactly what Fang Qingyun is best at? To say that I am falsely reporting military intelligence is utter nonsense!"


"Yes." Liu Huanrong said worriedly, "But with the mistrust that has already arisen, no matter what we say, it's unlikely they will easily believe us now."


Li Gong gnashed his teeth and said, "I have only one son. They should believe us now, shouldn't they?!"


His eldest son was stationed in Yao State, west of Lingzhou.


"Tell them that any further delay in attacking the city will cause us to miss our war opportunity!"


"Last night, just fifteen hundred of you took down more than ten thousand men?!"


"And with the assistance of the Duke of Thunder?"


Chapter 164: Divine Thunder Strikes Down Nan Xu, Heavenly God Lends His Aid to Shatter the Massed Forces_5