Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1391 - 450: Out of Control, Intimidation and Naivety, the Battle Clears, Cai Shiqing the Beautiful

This is exactly why those over three thousand people from the Duan Family were just besieged, yet even knowing defeat was certain, they did not abandon their resistance.

At this point, the outcome will either be your death or mine.

Whoever retreats even a step will lose everything!

Therefore, upon seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the soldiers of the Third Army, already in a state of excitement, suddenly reached a new peak of fervor. They roared in coordination with the reinforcements charging in from the periphery and continued their assault on the Duan Family.

Whoosh......

The blade slashed across the forehead, and Mu Qinghe’s body suddenly flipped back to retreat. But before he could take two steps back, he noticed a flash of sword light from the corner of his left eye. With extensive combat experience, he realized there was no way to avoid it. He sharply lowered his head and swept his sword from right to left, clashing fiercely with the sword blade.

Clang......

"Fighting against two, just with you!"

However, in the instant he dodged Duan Xian’s sword light, the blade of Duan Mian, which had originally slashed across his forehead, abruptly flipped downward, slashing toward his right shoulder.

Along with the downward force of the blade came the fierce roar of Duan Mian!

Duan Mian’s strength reached 43 Manes, Duan Xian’s 39 Manes, both close in age to Mu Qinghe, with equally rich combat experience. Mu Qinghe managing to hold his own against two opponents for this long was already somewhat disgraceful, let alone with the reinforcement of the direct line Mu Family now arriving. Duan Mian realized that if he did not seize the time to kill Mu Qinghe, the situation would spin completely out of control.

However, the more impatient he became, the less able he was to achieve his goal.

Crack...

Duan Mian’s big saber fell, successfully cleaving through Mu Qinghe’s skin membrane and flesh, striking directly on the bone. His pupils widened in rage as he pressed down forcefully, attempting to further expand his advantage, even intending to take Mu Qinghe’s life outright.

Unfortunately, a silver staff suddenly attacked from behind him. Duan Mian’s eyebrow twitched sharply, not daring to continue exerting force. As he withdrew his blade, his body rapidly shifted to the left, standing with Duan Xian.

Yet, the staff was only the first strike.

Before Duan Mian and Duan Xian could fully stand, a blade and a sword attacked sequentially from their flanks, targeting their heads and hearts respectively, clearly aiming to take their lives, giving them no time to breathe.

Bam......

The blade and sword arrived first, the staff following closely, and more critically, Mu Qinghe with the injured right shoulder also pressed forward through his injuries. Suddenly, the situation changed from surrounding Mu Qinghe to being surrounded by him and four others.

"Zhu Ziying, Helian Shan, Qiu Sanming, just as the Lord foresaw, all of you traitorous rebels, prepare to clean your necks and wait for death!"

Duan Mian turned his head to look at the now-chaotic military camp. Even though he could see that the favorable situation on his side was reversing, there was no hint of panic or confusion. Instead, he sneered viciously at Zhu Ziying and the others.

"Waiting for death? Duan Hong still hasn’t appeared until now. With only the few people of the Duan Family, plus this hastily assembled Yellow Armor Second Army, who is really waiting for death?"

Seeing his own army gaining the advantage, Mu Qinghe was in no rush. His tone grew sinister as he taunted Duan Mian.

The nearby Zhu Ziying and the others heard this and immediately showed a mocking smile.

Currently, those engaging in the military camp are of the Cold Resistance Level, the numbers similar to what they had estimated earlier: over a thousand from the Duan Family, combined with two Yellow Armor Armies, totaling just over three thousand Cold Resistance Level troops;

While on their side, the total military strength was over three thousand eight hundred.

Having an absolute advantage in numbers was secondary; the key was combat power. The current Yellow Armor Second Army, after a round of restructuring, had originally been a well-battered army. Over sixty percent of them had been deliberately removed by Duan Xian over the past year. The newly replenished sixty percent were all members of the Duan Family.

Most of those removed were the direct line of the Mu Family. Even those who weren’t were instigated by the Mu Family to join the mutinous ranks.

Hence, they not only had an advantage in numbers but also in combat power.

The Duan Family had only one route left to prevent this mutiny!

"Colluding with Outer Domain forces, inciting mutiny, plotting treason and usurpation. Mu Qinghe, your actions have stirred widespread anger. After today, Chui Mountain cannot tolerate you, nor can the Nine Towns Territory. Surrender! If you do not, the century-old foundation of Chui Mountain will be destroyed by your Mu Family today!"

Upon hearing Duan Mian accuse him of colluding with Outer Domain forces, Mu Qinghe’s face showed no surprise. Hearing his urge to surrender, he only continued to smirk coldly.

"Brothers, the vile Duan Family is on the verge of collapse. Follow me and keep fighting. Today, if we do not succeed in our military counsel, we shall become martyrs! Charge!"

He replied to Duan Mian with a roar, then, together with Zhu Ziying and the four others, once again surrounded Duan Mian and Duan Xian, attacking with even more ferocity than before.

While Duan Mian was opposing the five-man assault, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the number of fallen on his side was increasing, nearing twenty percent. His anxiety grew, turning his gaze toward the northern center of the Inner City, towards the direction of the Duan Clan Land, his pupils filled with urgency.

Why hasn’t there been any movement, why no response yet?

.........

It was broad daylight by then, and within the Inner City of Chui Mountain, with the Lord’s Hall at the center, spanned only about five kilometers in diameter. The thunderous sounds of battle from the military camp had long spread throughout the Inner City, waking many residents from their sleep.

Some unaware Cold Resistance Level individuals could go out and have a look, but the vast majority at the Earth-digging Realm could only close their doors and windows, hiding in their homes, anxiously awaiting the result.

The quietest place in the entire city right now should be the Lord’s Hall.

In fact, the Lord’s Hall at the moment was not at all panicked; instead, it exuded a sense of tranquility and harmony.