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

Chen Sansi, responsible for patrolling the perimeter, suddenly heard shouts everywhere.


Chen Sansi feigned confusion and asked, "What happened?"


"There are assassins, and not just a few!"


Meng Quji spoke with a grave expression, "I will chase ahead; General Chen, take your men and cut through the shortcut, you must intercept them on the official road twenty miles out!"


Chen Sansi agreed, "Xuanjia Army, search for the assassins!"


They were solely responsible for the outer security.


The Imperial Guard would not easily leave Ziwei Mountain; theoretically, if there were problems, it should indeed be the responsibility of the Xuanjia Army to handle them.


Chapter 173: Gaining Immortal Fate