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

"If they really want to talk, it's not impossible."


After pondering for a moment, Ran Jingxuan made a decision, "Very well, Lord Eight, tell them we can talk peace, but they must first send back Lord Fourteen, and then... dispatch at least two Mystical Phenomenon Generals along with Fang Qingyun, all to negotiate amidst our hundred thousand troops!"


"If they dare to do so, there's no harm in talking with them, after all, the exchange mentioned in the letter is already far more valuable to us than attacking Hu Lao Pass."


"But if they don't dare, it will shows they're lying!"


Fan Shuzhen was overjoyed and immediately sent someone to reply.


Chapter 165: Three Thousand, Breaking One Hundred Thousand!_7