Divine Archer

PS: Nangong Wenya: "Sweetie, leave your brain with me, and I'll give it a good check!"

A new author and a new book, just a little newbie here, please support! Go easy on the criticism!

The setting sun bled like blood, and the cold wind howled.

The Great Wei Dynasty, the northern frontier.

Anning Pass.

At this moment, the barbarians were at the gates!

The Xiongnu Left Virtuous King, Hun Ruxie, led a hundred thousand troops, intending to breach the pass and march south.

A hundred thousand troops at the gates, the flames of war raged…

Sheng Huai'an watched the army outside the city, his hand gripping the bowstring so tightly that it was sweating.

This was his first time on the battlefield.

"What's wrong, nervous?" the old soldier beside him said.

It was obvious that Sheng Huai'an looked like a raw recruit.

"Yes!"

Fear flickered in Sheng Huai'an's eyes.

Of course, he was a new recruit. He had just transmigrated and was out for a stroll when he was press-ganged into defending the city.

He didn't know what those garrison officers were thinking, dragging him, an ordinary civilian with no combat experience and no strength, to do this!

Was he meant to be cannon fodder?

"A civilian from the city!?" The old soldier seemed to see through everything, his eyes wise.

Sheng Huai'an nodded, his hands trembling.

He had transmigrated into the body of a scholar who also happened to be named Sheng Huai'an. As soon as he stepped out to scout his surroundings, he ran into conscription officers who grabbed him and made him a conscript.

"Don't be scared. You'll be dead before you know it, with just a blink of an eye. There's nothing to fear," the old soldier consoled him.

Sheng Huai'an: ...

You're very good at comforting, but please don't next time.

"Dong dong dong..."

Outside the city, war drums thundered, shaking the heavens.

"Stay down, don't expose yourself. The Xiongnu army is starting their attack. Dodge this volley of arrows first," the old soldier instructed.

Seeing the old soldier crouch behind the parapet, observing the enemy through a small opening in the wall, Sheng Huai'an quickly crouched down with him.

The next moment, arrows rained down.

All that could be heard was the "whoosh" sound of arrows cutting through the air.

At this moment, the defenders on the city walls were all hiding behind the parapets; no one dared to stand.

Anyone standing was an easy target, offering themselves up for slaughter.

With the Xiongnu army attacking and arrows falling like rain, were they going to stand there like hedgehogs?

After the arrow barrage suppressed the defenders, the attacking army set up their siege ladders and began to climb, preparing to scale the city walls.

As soon as the arrow rain stopped, the old soldier shouted, "Quick, prepare to counterattack! We can only survive if we hold the city walls."

Seeing the old soldier stand up, Sheng Huai'an also stood up.

The weapon assigned to him was a worn-out bow and arrow, barely usable.

Coupled with five arrows, his equipment was pitifully basic.

Since he was cannon fodder, he didn't need any good equipment.

"Kid, don't just stand there, shoot already!" the old soldier next to him yelled.

Looking at the Xiongnu army surging forward like a tide, Sheng Huai'an snapped back to reality.

This was nothing like what was shown on TV.

What was shown on TV compared to reality was simply... too lame!

Tens of thousands of people attacking the city, densely packed, creating immense psychological pressure.

By the time the army reached the city walls and set up siege ladders to climb, the Xiongnu army's arrow barrage had finally stopped.

Sheng Huai'an looked at the dense Xiongnu army below the city walls. Disregarding whether he could shoot accurately, he drew his bowstring and fired an arrow towards the crowd below.

"Whoosh!"

A Xiongnu soldier below the city fell, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Like a blind cat catching a dead mouse, he had been killed by a random shot.

Sheng Huai'an's first-ever shot with a bow and arrow, in this life and any before, killed a Xiongnu soldier.

After killing a Xiongnu soldier with one arrow, Sheng Huai'an noticed something strange happening in his mind.

Oh no, my head itches so much, it feels like it's going to grow a brain!

Sheng Huai'an discovered a golden light screen appearing in his mind.

Golden text appeared on the light screen:

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Cultivation Technique: None

Talent: Trash Rookie Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 1

A golden finger?

Sheng Huai'an looked at the golden light screen that appeared in his mind and was instantly overjoyed.

Golden fingers are a must for transmigration. The ancients weren't wrong.

"System, hello?"

No response!

Is this not the right way to open it?

"Hi, hello system!"

Still no response.

Sheng Huai'an couldn't help but feel a little anxious. This golden finger, wasn't it supposed to be a system? Why was there no reaction!

He was counting on the system to open a beginner's gift package and turn him into a war god who could slaughter everyone.

Currently on the Syrian battlefield, I've obtained a crippled system. What should I do?

Waiting online, urgent! Urgent! Urgent!

Alas, wishing for something doesn't always make it come true.

Sheng Huai'an saw a plus sign behind Trash Rookie Archer. Having immersed himself in web novels for many years, he unhesitatingly decided to add a point.

In this situation, it's definitely a golden finger that lets you level up with one click.

As expected, with a thought, he added a point, and instantly, experience and knowledge related to archery flooded into his mind.

In a flash, Sheng Huai'an successfully transformed from a Trash Rookie Archer to a Novice Archer.

At the same time, a warm current flowed through his body, making him feel much stronger.

"So, I just need to add points to Slaughter Value."

Simple and clear.

"I feel like I'm terrifyingly strong right now!" Sheng Huai'an immediately drew his bowstring, exuding a certain archer's demeanor.

He shot an arrow, and a Xiongnu soldier below the city wall was pierced through the heart and fell to the ground, undeniably dead.

After killing a Xiongnu soldier, his Slaughter Value returned to 1 point.

However, this time, there was no plus sign behind Novice Archer.

Clearly, this 1 point of Slaughter Value wasn't enough to promote him from Novice Archer to the next level.

"Hey, not bad, you killed another one."

The Old Soldier beside him saw Sheng Huai'an actually shoot two arrows in a row, killing two enemies.

This didn't seem like a newly recruited rookie.

"Just good luck, just good luck." Sheng Huai'an was no longer nervous; instead, he smiled.

Enemy: Damn it, thank you for your good luck. Can't you have a little less luck? That was one of our lives.

I really hate enemies with no sense of boundaries!

With a golden finger, what was he afraid of? Covered by the protagonist's halo, he was destined to be powerful.

Many protagonists in novels were like this.

At this moment, the Xiongnu army was attacking the city, with Xiongnu soldiers climbing up the siege ladders. The soldiers defending the city picked up stones and hurled them down.

One stone down, and it was like smashing a watermelon.

Some soldiers carried boiling hot molten gold and poured it down. The Xiongnu soldiers drenched in molten gold screamed in agony as they fell.

The defenders held the advantage. For the attackers to win, they could only sacrifice their lives.

"When the enemy attacks the city wall later, you retreat to the back," the Old Soldier said.

It was rare to find a promising archer, and the Old Soldier didn't want Sheng Huai'an to die in close combat.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I cherish my life," Sheng Huai'an replied.

He had already forgotten the fear of the battlefield, only thinking about gaining Slaughter Value. For some reason, his adaptability was surprisingly strong.

Sheng Huai'an continued to nock, draw, and shoot arrows at the Xiongnu army below the city wall. Since the area below the wall was densely packed with people, he rarely missed.

"Whoosh!"

Another enemy fell, pierced through by an arrow.

Slaughter Value increased by one, but there was still no plus sign appearing after Novice Archer.

Seeing that the plus sign hadn't appeared yet, it seemed he had to keep killing.

To become stronger, to survive in this strange world, Sheng Huai'an could only say sorry.

No need to thank him!

He nocked and drew his bow again, releasing an arrow that ended a Xiongnu soldier's life.

Four of the five arrows had been used.

Sheng Huai'an didn't pause, continuing to nock and draw his bow. His posture for drawing the bow was becoming more and more proficient.

He shot an arrow, hitting a Xiongnu soldier directly between the eyebrows.

None of the five arrows had missed.

"Kid, are you really just a newly conscripted civilian?" an Old Soldier beside him asked, looking at Sheng Huai'an with disbelief.

Seeing a scholarly young man, so clean and fair-skinned, he couldn't believe that on the battlefield, he could kill five enemies with five arrows. This was considered a hundred percent accuracy.

He had killed five enemy soldiers without even changing his expression. Was this really a newly conscripted civilian?

Even new recruits wouldn't perform this well.

Not only the Old Soldier, but several other soldiers nearby also looked at Sheng Huai'an with surprise.

Using a broken bow to kill five enemies had truly impressed them.

Don't underestimate these five enemies; this alone was enough for some Military Merit.

It was a shame that they were defending the city, so they couldn't claim the kills. This Military Merit couldn't be officially recorded.

After all, other archers, facing the vast Xiongnu army below the city wall, would miss their shots. It was impossible for them to be as accurate as Sheng Huai'an, hitting every single arrow.

He wondered if it was just good luck or if Sheng Huai'an truly possessed extraordinary talent as an archer.

Not to mention that Sheng Huai'an was a newly conscripted civilian. The other conscripts were trembling with fear at the sight of the attacking army.

"Is there any doubt?" Sheng Huai'an looked at the Old Soldier speechlessly.

"Alright, you can go back and rest. It'll be close-quarters combat soon. With your skinny arms and legs, don't get hurt," the Old Soldier said, looking at Sheng Huai'an.

"No, I want to continue fighting the enemy and defend our homeland," Sheng Huai'an declared righteously.

The Old Soldier looked at Sheng Huai'an. Were these the words he expected to hear from a newly conscripted civilian?

When did new recruits develop such ideological awareness?

The other soldiers also looked at Sheng Huai'an with surprise. Was this person really a conscript?

Which conscript wouldn't want to run down the city wall and hide?

"Uncle, get me some more arrows. I feel terrifyingly strong right now," Sheng Huai'an said confidently.