Return of the Divine Archer

Before Wei City, a solitary horse. On the wilderness, a solitary corpse.

Like that bewildered warhorse, the people in Wei City and the Great Tang military camp did not know what had happened. Where did that arrow come from? The wilderness fell into absolute silence, and everyone was stunned.

A moment later, the sound of horse hooves rang out again. Another grassland cavalryman departed from the city gate, slowly riding toward the Great Tang military camp in the south. Everyone stared at him, knowing that in the next moment, he would die. The commander of the Duo'er Cavalry of the Golden Palace clearly wanted to use this cavalryman's life to determine the archer's position.

A soft *whoosh* rang out in the morning wind. The cavalryman's white cloak fluttered, and then he collapsed. An ordinary arrow was buried deep in his eye socket. This cavalryman was shot down when he was barely more than ten Zhang out of the city.

The sound of hooves grew rapid again as several grassland cavalrymen rushed out of Wei City's gate. They whipped their horses frantically, disregarding the warhorses' lives, only wanting to rush out to prove that the mysterious archer could not stop them all. But what happened next was unbelievable. Three *whooshes* rang out, and three cavalrymen fell from their horses just as they exited the gate, the arrows all buried deep in their eye sockets.

Those were merely ordinary fletched arrows used by the Tang military. But how could they be shot so far and so fast? The Duo'er Cavalry were fully armored, with only their eyes exposed, yet they were still hit precisely at such a great distance! Who was that archer?

Those who understood cultivation, like the State Preceptor or A'da, guessed it. The only one who could shoot down elite cavalry at such a great distance was the one who had killed General Xia Hou.

In a small, inconspicuous fortress in the north of the Tang military camp, a dozen Tang soldiers were looking at a man in astonishment. He wore an ordinary military uniform, holding a pitch-black iron bow carved with complex talismans. Beside him, thousands of arrows were planted densely in the ground like a fence.

He drew an arrow, drew the bow, and released. The movement was simple and mechanical, yet so fast it defied imagination. The bowstring vibrated continuously, and grassland cavalrymen fell one by one. He shot so fast that only afterimages could be seen, his breath not in the least disarrayed, and his chest not rising or falling at all.

As the grassland cavalry poured out like a flood, he no longer aimed carefully but simply swung his hand to fire continuously. The arrows carrying terrifying power pierced through armor and embedded deep into flesh. The Tang army intended to counterattack, but he did not give them the chance to take the field.

He drew a special round-headed arrow and fired a single shot. A earth-shattering explosion rang out before Wei City's gate, dust and rocks filling the air, and the corpses of men and horses were thrown in all directions. The city gate collapsed, burying countless enemies.

Afterward, he continued to shoot. Hundreds of arrows tore through the wind like a storm, piercing through the smoke and dust, harvesting lives. The entire area before the city gate turned into a purgatory of blood and corpses.

He, with a single bow, had completely blockaded the ten thousand Duo'er Cavalry in Wei City. This scene was just like when Jun Mo blocked ten thousand cavalry with a single sword at Qingxia, but this time it was with bow and arrow.

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the blood-red sunlight shone down. A person slowly walked into Wei City from the south. A thin horse pulling an old carriage filled with arrows followed behind. He wore an ordinary Tang military uniform, covered in dust and bloodstains.

Many years ago, he was a soldier in Wei City. Many years later, he had returned. The child who had left home, the old soldier returning to the sound of the horn, bringing with him an unstoppable power.