Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1102: 382: Fate and Timing, Troops Assembled at Bashang, Renowned Across Nine Towns, Shock and Dismay



Chapter 1102: Chapter 382: Fate and Timing, Troops Assembled at Bashang, Renowned Across Nine Towns, Shock and Dismay


In the eighth year of Great Xia, April 30th, during the night


Muyin City, in a tall building not far from the Lord’s Hall.


At the entrance of the building, over a hundred fully armed golden-armored soldiers were on duty. Passersby would stop and look at these golden-armored soldiers with intense curiosity on their faces.


“Is this the army that decisively defeated Wuchuan on Fushan yesterday?”


“It’s them. I heard they attacked Fushan during the day, and Wuchuan’s deputy army chief Qin Yuan Yi surrendered without a fight. Over two thousand people, including Qin Yuan Yi, were escorted back to the town last night.”


“Attacking Fushan during the day, how is that possible?”


“Why not possible? Look at the Cold Resistance Level cultivation of the gatekeeping soldiers.”


“Hiss, all the gatekeepers are at Cold Resistance Level?”


“The Great Xia Dragon Martial Army, all soldiers are at Cold Resistance Level cultivation.”


“This, how is this possible? Even the Northern Three Towns don’t have this power, do they?”


“The strength of Great Xia Town must be stronger than the Northern Three Towns, and the Town Chief really has great divine skills to be able to invite such formidable reinforcements.”


“What Town Chief? You have to call him Lord now.”


“Right, right, look at my memory, almost forgot about that.”


…………


The voices of the passersby were loud. The Great Xia soldiers at the building’s entrance, having won two major battles in a row, had long lost their regard for the Nine Towns. Upon hearing these discussions, a slight arrogance appeared on their faces.


On the top floor hall of the building, Yuwen Dao gathered with eleven high-ranking members of the Dragon Martial Army. Everyone had expressions of intense excitement.


“I didn’t expect you to really kill Murong Yan. Big brother, you did well!”


In his joy, Yuwen Dao couldn’t help but praise his brother, Yuwen Yong.


Yuwen Yong was not his blood relative. He was only an orphan adopted by his father, Yuwen Hu, in the early days at the Mirror Immortal Camp, recognized as an adopted son.


Yuwen Yong was eight years older than him, and although Yuwen Dao called him brother, Yuwen Yong never considered himself as such. He always remembered the nurturing grace of his adoptive father, Yuwen Hu, and had great respect for Yuwen Dao. Their relationship was more akin to master and servant.


The Dragon Martial Army of a thousand had all infiltrated Muyin City by early April.


Yuwen Dao had long determined that the towns of Jinshan and Wuchuan would strike at Muyin Town when the battle of Bashang City began. Upon learning that Murong Chui was confident in controlling the situation in Muyin City, he led the Dragon Martial Army to secretly ambush at Yumen Camp in late April.


When leaving for Yumen Camp, he left Yuwen Yong behind. He gave him a special task: to find a chance to kill Murong Yan directly amid the chaos in the town.


Yuwen Dao had stayed in Muyin City for over a month and could naturally see that the core issue of Muyin Town lay with the Lord, Murong Yan.


Murong Yan undoubtedly had great cultivation talent but lacked means. With sheer ambition and a fixation on guarding against his own people by clinging to outsiders, his obsession with the lord position was almost pathological, an extraordinary case.


Murong Chui, on the other hand, had a vacillating temperament and, out of respect for his late brother, Murong Ding, was unwilling to act against his grandson no matter what.


When departing from Xia City, Xia Hong personally instructed that Muyin Town was a wedge driven into the heart of the Nine Towns by Great Xia, poised to play a critical role in the future.


With such instructions from Xia Hong, Yuwen Dao naturally had to ensure no issues arose in Muyin Town. Since neither Murong Chui nor his five sons could act, Great Xia had to be the evil-doer.


Yuwen Yong, while at the Mirror Immortal Camp, didn’t have outstanding talent. But after arriving in Great Xia, it was like enlightenment struck. With abundant cultivation resources, his cultivation advanced rapidly, reaching Cold Resistance Level four years ago with basic strength at 2.8 zhang, becoming an exceptionally elite Superior War Body.


Four years have passed, and Yuwen Yong’s basic strength has exceeded 21 zhang, just a step away from the Peak of Cold Resistance, with strength only second to him and Hou Quan in the Dragon Martial Army.


Murong Yan had high talent but, limited by age, wasn’t that strong, possessing only nineteen zhang of strength. Without considering Holy Patterns and martial arts bonuses, Yuwen Yong could easily kill him relying solely on basic strength in a one-on-one duel.


The problem was, given Murong Yan’s status, many die-hard followers would surely protect him, and Jinshan Town likely wouldn’t let him come to any harm.


Leaving Yuwen Yong in Muyin City was at best a spare move by Yuwen Dao—successful or not, there wasn’t much loss either way.


He didn’t hold much hope when heading out.


Unexpectedly, Yuwen Yong really did manage to kill Murong Yan.


Countless thoughts swirled, yet only a moment passed in reality.


Compared to Yuwen Dao, Yuwen Yong had an even colder disposition. Hearing the praise, there was no emotional shift on his face, only calmly saying, “Director overpraises!”


Yuwen Dao understood his temperament and paid it no mind, smiling, “Though you’ve made great contributions this time, the limelight is a bit too bright. With over a hundred thousand in Muyin City clamoring for your life in exchange for their Lord, it’s best not to show yourself in the city until Murong Chui returns.”


Recalling the scene from two days ago when he personally killed Murong Yan, with tens of thousands in Muyin City roaring for his life, Yuwen Yong still felt lingering fear. Upon hearing Yuwen Dao’s advice to not appear, he naturally agreed wholeheartedly.


In any camp, the Lord’s position is exceptionally special, almost like the spiritual totem for everyone in the camp.


With Yuwen Yong publicly killing the Lord Murong Yan before an audience of over ten thousand, it undoubtedly stirred tremendous upheaval. If not for the protection of Murong Ping and his two brothers the night before, he wouldn’t have walked out of the Lord’s Hall alive.



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