Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1065: Chapter 374: The Great Battle and Fall of Bashang, Xiang Fuhai’s Despair and Fury, Five Grand Masters_2

"Old trickster, stop right there!"

But this time, he wasn’t as fortunate.

Woosh.......

The roar came from above the city gate. Before the fists of the Vajra Master had landed on the gate, a fierce silver light, affecting the airflow over a two to three-mile area, suddenly descended from high above, aiming directly at the top of his head.

Within the silver light was a silver Coiled Dragon Pattern Long Stick about a meter long. The fierce wind from the stick had already swept away the surrounding airflow, its mighty momentum descending like a mountain, reaching the top of the Vajra Master’s head in an instant.

The Vajra Master merely raised his eyebrows a bit and did nothing.

Bang...

Clang...

As the long stick smashed against his head, making a sound like clashing metal, the Vajra Master’s fist also struck the city gate again. A huge rumbling noise occurred simultaneously, enlarging the previously half-meter hole by a full thirty percent.

"Old thief, get lost!"

The physique of the Vajra Master had already been witnessed by Xiang Fan Yun at Jiuchu Camp, so he was not surprised that his long stick hadn’t avoided the opponent. Instead, he rotated the stick and forcefully swept the Vajra Master away, driving him from the area around the city gate.

Woosh......

Just as he swept the Vajra Master aside, a flame dragon suddenly descended from the sky. Xiang Fan Yun was undistracted, continuing to swing his stick at the Vajra Master, tightly entwining him.

Clang...

The long spear within the flame dragon hadn’t yet landed on Xiang Fan Yun’s head when it was swept aside by another long stick flown out from within the city.

The newcomer was Xiang Fan Yun’s brother, the Lord of Bashang, Xiang Fuhai.

"Both Masters should know well that the Eight Towns’ Xianyang Level are watching at the sidelines. Even if you truly break through Bashang City today, Dajue Temple won’t gain any real advantage, so why..."

Xiang Fuhai was still trying to persuade the two.

But before he could finish, he was interrupted by Yan Long Master, who charged up.

"So what, a bunch of gutless mice! I’ve never regarded them as worth noticing!"

Woosh...... Boom......

The flame brought by the crimson long spear was exceedingly intense, instantly burning the airflow along its path, thrusting straight at Xiang Fuhai’s chest.

"Two old lunatics, let’s see just how capable you really are!"

With negotiations failing and the last sliver of hope extinguished, Xiang Fuhai’s temper flared. With a roar, he circled his long stick halfway around, gathering power, then fiercely swept it towards Yan Long Master.

Four Xianyang Levels began their battle above the city gate.

It seems like it took a while to describe, but the actual clash between the four was just a moment.

"Front army, follow me to attack the city!"

At Yan Xin’s command, sixty thousand front soldiers charged towards the city gate.

"Kill!"

"Kill..."

"Charge!"

These sixty thousand front soldiers included more than four thousand Zen Temple Bhikkhus, and several hundred Cold Resistance Level soldiers. Being the highest in cultivation, they naturally led the charge, quickly approaching within less than two hundred meters of the city gate.

"Release arrows!"

"Release arrows!"

"The entire army, release arrows!"

The defenders within the city were certainly not going to stand by as the enemy charged. Xiang Tianlin and a group of commanders angrily ordered to release arrows, as countless soldiers raised strong bows at the gaps above the city wall and began shooting madly.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh......

Countless sharp arrows rushed from above the city gate, forming a silver arrow curtain, as if a black cloud was pressing down, covering the attacking soldiers.

The gap above the city gate was limited, so not all soldiers could shoot arrows. Those positioned at the gap were either Cold Resistance Level or Earth-digging Realm Limit. Tonight, with the city at stake, Bashang had obviously brought out all their best resources; almost ninety percent of the arrows shot were silver-made.

One would expect the Dajue Temple’s Cold Resistance Level soldiers at the forefront would absolutely not withstand this!

Yet in reality, Xiang Tianlin and the other commanders on the city wall, including the shooting Bashang soldiers, had faces still filled with grim determination.

"Release Zen Gold Powder, the entire army chants the Six Paths Vajra Mantra with me!"

Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...

Along with Yan Xin’s angry shout, the Bhikkhus behind him immediately pulled out golden pills and smashed them on the ground. The pills exploded into clouds of golden smoke, instantly enveloping the military formation.

"Ah... Wa... Sha... Sa... Ma... Ha..."

As the three mantra chants concluded, all over fifty thousand soldiers of Dajue Temple’s front army, racing toward the city gate, emitted golden light from their bodies. They seemed to feel their physique enhanced, their spirits becoming exhilarated, completely ignoring the flying iron arrows, charging ahead.

Clang... Clang......

The silver arrow curtain was entirely blocked!

"With the Master’s divine power, nothing can penetrate us, brothers attack with me!"

"Break through Bashang City!"

"Bows and crossbows are useless against us, kill!"

.........

If one were to closely observe the battlefield, they’d see that not all bows and crossbows were useless. A very small number of exceedingly powerful arrows could pierce the bodies of Earth-digging Realm soldiers, while other arrows, although unable to penetrate, could still knock soldiers over by force, slowing their charge.

Yet, these incidents remain few and couldn’t affect the overall situation.

"Brother disciples, all Cold Resistance Levels, climb the wall and seize the opportunity to breach the gate!"

Yan Xin led over four thousand Zen Temple Bhikkhus and Qinghepu’s Cold Resistance Level soldiers quickly to the bottom of the city gate. He yelled loudly, leapt onto the wall, and was the first to jump up.

Although Cold Resistance Levels lack flying ability, jumping a dozen meters high onto the city wall is still no issue for them.

Bang......

Yan Xin, emitting golden light all over, stepped onto the wall in a leap, instantly engulfed by arrows.

However, even those Earth-digging Realm soldiers had just relied on the Vajra Mantra to block arrows shot by Cold Resistance Levels.