Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 513 Luo An's Battle for Redemption, Crimson Silver Blade Puppet
"kill!"

The biting wind kept whipping against his cheeks, and the cold light from the sky made his black scale silver armor even colder. But Luo An, who was roaring and charging at the front of the battle, felt no cold at all.

The shameful performance I made outside the Tiger Forest the night before last is still vivid in my mind. If it were just a matter of losing face, it wouldn't be a big deal. The key issue is that they caused the death of the Commander's wife, Han Yue, and almost led to the Second Prince being kidnapped.

He wasn't stupid. After the incident at the Tiger Forest, he only needed to think about it for a moment before he immediately realized that the lady had taken thorough protective measures for the Second Prince that night. If they hadn't been so foolish as to crowd onto the top of the carriage at the same time, the other party would not have had any chance to get close to the Second Prince.

In other words, the Imperial Guard Commander actually made things worse that night.

If they hadn't made things worse, Han Yue, the head maid of the Zhaixing Palace and wife of Commander Tie Xinchuan, would never have died.

The key issue was Tie Xinchuan's reaction afterward, which made him feel even worse. He had caused such a huge disaster and killed Hanyue. Even if Tie Xinchuan had just slashed him a few times, he would have felt better. But he did nothing and said nothing.

There wasn't even a single word of blame.

The more this happened, the more guilty Luo An felt.

For the past two days, Luo An has been trapped in a deep sense of self-blame and guilt, which has made him feel extremely ashamed. He doesn't know what he can do to make amends to Tie Xinchuan. For two whole days, he hasn't even dared to look the other person in the eye, not even for a moment.

Luo An knew very well that an apology would not make any difference!
That was Tie Xinchuan's wife of only three years, and the mother of his two-year-old son, Tie Shiyu. Although it was an unintentional mistake, they were ultimately responsible for his death. Even if Tie Xinchuan accepted an apology out of politeness, could he truly find peace of mind in the future?

I'll definitely have to carry this debt for the rest of my life!
Even if you bear it for a lifetime, you might not be able to earn Tie Xinchuan's forgiveness.

It was precisely because he recognized this that Luo An's mood had been extremely heavy and depressed for the past two days. All the guilt and self-blame he had been holding back completely transformed into anger towards Bei Shuo at the moment the war began.

Killing a few more Beishuo soldiers is probably the only way to make amends to Tiexinchuan right now!

In the end, Bingyuan let strength speak for itself. When the two armies clashed, the first wave of confrontation naturally involved the strongest cultivators at the Xianyang level, followed by the commanders of the Yunjiao Army and the Longjinwei Army, as well as the captains of each battalion.

Luo An was the commander of the three battalions of the Dragon Guard.

call…………

Rushing to the front of the battle, Luo An barely hesitated. Three vertical cloud-like patterns suddenly appeared between his brows. He raised his long sword and slashed fiercely at an armored general.

Xia Jun and his officers were the first to arrive at the center, as were the Northern Shuo army.

The Northern Shuo army soldier was also a warrior clad in silver armor and wielding a long sword. Being able to charge at the front of the army formation, he must have considerable strength. Seeing Luo An's blade slashing fiercely, he showed no fear. He swung his sword horizontally, parrying while simultaneously thrusting his blade towards Luo An's neck.

laugh…………

Swords clashed, sparks flew.

Since the quality of their weapons was similar, the contest became a matter of strength.

The general's longsword only slashed forward a dozen centimeters before coming to an abrupt halt under Luo An's pressure. His expression changed drastically, his eyes hardened, and he turned sideways, drawing back the blade. He then rammed his shoulder into Luo An's chest, delivering a powerful, mountain-hugging strike.

"Thousand-refined silver armor, and this iron-infused armor of yours, you think you can fight me?"

The Beishuo Army is the elite force of Beishuo Town. All its soldiers are equipped with hundred-forged silver armor, while the officers and generals are equipped with a higher-level thousand-forged silver armor. Their defensive capabilities are only slightly inferior to the thousand-forged Lei Kui Golden Armor of the Yun Jiao and Long Wu armies.

The young general from Da Xia had a helmet, shoulder guards, front guard, back guard, knee pads, upper arms, forearms, and all other parts made of thousand-forged silver. The only part of his main armor, the breastplate, was black, so he naturally assumed that Luo An's breastplate was made of iron.

The act of striking with a mountain-like weapon was clearly something he had planned from the very beginning.

Clang... Click...

However, the moment his shoulder struck Luo An's breastplate, the man's expression froze instantly. Not only was his expression blank, but a tremendous force came from Luo An's breastplate, and he immediately felt a sharp pain in his shoulder bone.

"this…………"

"With your meager strength of 34, you think you can fight me? Hmm? You think my breastplate is made of iron?"

Having received a slap on the mountain, Luo An saw the man's expression and instantly guessed his thoughts. He first let out a cold laugh, and when he saw the other party trying to retreat and dodge, his expression turned cold. He gripped the knife with both hands, flipped it around his body, and finally raised it high, slashing fiercely at the man's right shoulder.

Keng!
"you……"

The general from Beishuo turned his head to look at his slashed shoulder armor, his pupils widening instantly, his face filled with horror.

The Thousand Refined Silver can withstand the impact of up to 50 bristles. Based on his first exchange with Luo An, he could roughly estimate that Luo An's strength was at most around 40 bristles. How could he possibly cleave through his shoulder armor in one go?
On the other hand, Luo An, his hands gripping the sword, pressed down firmly on the general, his sneer unchanged, and spat out, "If you hadn't held back the first time, would you, you idiot, have been able to take my second hit?"

His base strength is already 31 manes, and with the 30% boost from the Holy Rune, it exceeds 40 manes. With the four-layer martial arts boost, his strength can reach a maximum of around 53 manes.

The thousand-forged silver armor was certainly strong, but it was no match for him.

Click...

This was on the battlefield. Having gained the upper hand in one move, how could Luo An let this person go so easily? He pressed down with both hands, grinding the blade directly into the opponent's bones, and then kicked the man's chest with his right leg.

boom…………

The enemy general fell backward to the ground, where Luo An pounced on him and stepped on his neck, rendering him unable to move.

"You scoundrel, prepare to die!"

With a roar, Luo An's pupils widened, and he drew his sword with both hands, thrusting it straight down at the enemy general's face.

As the sword thrust downwards, the enemy general's cheeks and throat moved simultaneously, clearly indicating that he had ingested something.

"Hey..."

A wisp of light flashed across his face, and then, with lightning speed, he placed his longsword against his face with his right hand. Just as the blade was about an inch away from his face, he managed to deflect it to the right.

Clang...

The blade, with its immense strength of 50 bristles, even at its side, sliced ​​off a large chunk of flesh from his face.

But at least, Luo An's blow wasn't fatal.

On the battlefield, anything is possible as long as you're alive!
laugh…………

The enemy general remained lying on the ground. As he deflected the blade, he pulled a silver dagger from his leg armor with his left hand, aimed at the gap between Luo An's waist armor and leg armor, and stabbed it suddenly.

Armor can protect against arrows and regular weapons, but in close combat, there are always gaps between the armor pieces, so its protective effect is not that good.

This dagger might not kill the enemy, but it could certainly injure Luo An, or even seriously injure him, rendering him unable to fight.

On the battlefield, being wounded is the beginning of death.

Serious injury is equivalent to death in battle!
The enemy general, realizing his dagger had pierced Luo An's skin, flashed a flicker of excitement in his pupils. *Clang...*

However, after piercing the membrane, the dagger did not penetrate deeper into the flesh, let alone the bones at the bottom.

A metallic clang rang out, and the enemy general's expression froze.

"Unfazed by pain, it seems that even Master Black Nether's Cold Relief Pill has been copied by you Northern Shuo. Did you think you were the only ones who could copy it?"

puff…………

As Luo An's last words reached his ears, the sword, now without any obstruction, plunged straight into his throat from his neck, severing his throat bone and spurting blood. The enemy general looked up and saw the faint golden light emanating from Luo An's body, his pupils filled with resentment and struggle.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only let his life slip away!
As he watched the enemy general die, Luo An's face was full of sneers.

Four years ago, Lord Xia Hong killed three great masters. With the help of three organs, the Great Xia successfully replicated the Sun Illumination Pill and the Golden Body Pill. If the Great Xia could do it, then the Northern Shuo, which seized the Black Nether Master, could naturally replicate the Cold Clearing Pill as well. Including the Golden Mountain Town, which seized the Giant Abyss Master, it is highly likely that they also replicated the Sky-Shaking Pill.

Before the war even began, the Great Xia had already made preparations!
The moment the enemy general moved his throat, Luo An immediately swallowed the Golden Body Pill that he had placed in his mouth beforehand, which enabled him to block the enemy's dagger.

boom…………

In battle, there is no time to catch one's breath.

Before the enemy general from Beishuo had even breathed his last, three blades came slashing down from the left and right sides in succession. His brow twitched violently, and he kicked the enemy general's corpse away. He raised his horizontal sword to parry the two men on his right and used his back armor to directly withstand the blade of the man on his left.

Clang clang... clang...

He parried the two swords on his right, the sounds almost simultaneous. The sword of the man on his left struck his back armor. Although it failed to break through the armor, the immense force pushed him three or four meters to the right, causing him to pounce directly onto the two men on his right.

call out…………

"Over 40 bristles, another one coming in!"

The moment Luo An was pinned down, he also sensed the strength of the person on his left. The surprise in his pupils had just risen when he was momentarily blinded by two cold glints of light from his right.

The man on the left was the strongest and was responsible for cutting him down. The two men on the right abandoned their broadswords and instead took out two small daggers, one on the left and one on the right, aiming them at his face and eyes.

The secret is that while a golden body can protect the skin, it can't protect the eyes.

"They're after me!"

Clearly, the three men had witnessed his entire fight with the enemy general; it was a premeditated and highly targeted assassination.

Luo An's pupils twitched violently. As he realized what was happening, he knew he wouldn't just sit and wait to die. He suddenly lowered his head, dodging the two daggers, and then used his shoulder armor to directly ram into the two men.

Clang...

He made the right bet. The two men on the left were indeed not very strong. His attack sent them flying, but at the same time, his body also tumbled forward three or four meters and landed on the ground.

"This man is young; he must have connections. Brothers, help me kill him!"

A furious shout came from behind him. Even without turning around, Luo An knew it must be the expert who had just knocked him down on his left. He quickly got up and realized that at least dozens of Beishuo soldiers were rushing towards him. His face immediately turned extremely ugly.

In the very beginning, he charged the hardest. Apart from the Xianyang level, he was basically the first wave to encounter the Beishuo army. In the process of killing that enemy general, he went deeper and deeper. In addition, he was surrounded by these three people and went even deeper without warning.

In just a few moves, he had already rushed into the center of the front row of the Northern Shuo army. Although he was quite tall, he was in the middle of the formation, surrounded by dozens of people, all of whom were Northern Shuo soldiers. He couldn't see any Xia soldiers at all.

Just how deep did I go?
boom…………

Just as those dozens of Northern Shuo soldiers pounced on him like hungry wolves, a huge crimson-silver broadsword suddenly slashed down from behind.

The broadsword itself was three zhang long, and the blade extended for hundreds of meters in the air. The terrifying force instantly drained the surrounding airflow. When the sword fell, it directly carved a trench tens of meters long in the ground, stirring up snow mist several meters high. The momentum was extremely frightening.

More than ten unlucky Northern Shuo soldiers happened to be standing under the blade and were instantly chopped into mincemeat, their flesh blending directly into the trench in the ground.

The remaining soldiers who had originally come for Luo An saw the crimson-silver broadsword raised again, and their faces showed fear. They quickly scattered and gave up on surrounding Luo An.

"Aaaaaah... You brat, Natsukawa brat..."

Upon seeing the crimson-silver greatsword, Luo An's face lit up with joy. Then, upon hearing an angry roar, he turned his head to look behind the greatsword, his pupils dilating slightly.

As the snow mist dissipated, the enormous creature behind the crimson-silver greatsword slowly revealed its true form.

It was a huge crimson-silver puppet, about five zhang long, with two arms that were two giant blades three zhang long, and two cone-shaped blades with four edges on each side for its lower limbs.

The puppet's neck, chest, back, waist, and even the main parts of its limbs, almost every part of its body from top to bottom, was covered with crimson and silver spikes. Under the snow's glow, they exuded a chilling aura, resembling a vast expanse of sharp thorns, utterly terrifying.

"The Crimson Silver Blade Puppet, which Si Cheng just reforged this year, can actually suppress even Yang Jian...?"

Luo An was no stranger to Xia Chuan's Crimson Silver Sword Puppet. As a core disciple who could enter and leave the Xia Palace, he often visited the Weapon Forging Pavilion. As early as the beginning of this year, he had seen this sword puppet in the furnace inside the pavilion.

The horror on his face at that moment was because of Yang Jian's disheveled state.

Yang Jian's clothes were tattered and covered in knife marks, making him look like a beggar. Some parts of his skin and flesh were clearly torn open and bleeding. He was only about ten meters off the ground, holding a long spear and standing in mid-air, staring intently at the Crimson Silver Sword Puppet below, or more precisely, at Xia Chuan behind the sword puppet, his pupils filled with rage.

"Xia Chuan, if you have the guts, fight me head-on! Hiding and attacking a bunch of Cold-Resistant level soldiers, is this how your Great Xia..."

"idiot!"

…………

Upon hearing this brief exchange between Yang Jian and Si Cheng Xia Chuan, Luo An instantly understood that Yang Jian's strength was clearly superior to Xia Chuan's. However, the problem was that they were on the battlefield, and Xia Chuan wasn't engaging in one-on-one combat with him; he was simply using his sword puppet to maneuver around him.

Given the sheer size of the puppet and Xia Chuan's strength, even a casual flick of its power could have a significant impact on the soldiers of Beishuo, which is why Yang Jian was somewhat exasperated.

"It's about time they got furious..."

Luo An didn't pay much attention to the battle between Xia Chuan and Yang Jian. After being rescued by the sword puppet, he regained some of his senses, quickly found the Dragon Guard Third Battalion, and joined up with his men. He then quickly entered command mode, leading his battalion of soldiers to steadily advance towards the Northern Shuo army.

It was only after this process was initiated that he discovered the clues.

The Dragon Guard was still in the center of the front row, but the Cloud Dragon Army in the middle area had already broken into the core area of ​​the Northern Shuo army. The First and Second Battalions, which attacked from the left and right wings respectively, also went straight to the core. The flag bearers of the three armies had even formed a convergence in the formation.

In the first round of confrontation, Beishuo suffered a complete defeat!
"How long has it been? At most, just over 200 breaths. This is the strongest Northern Shuo Army under the command of the former First Town on the southern slope of Mo'ao. It's simply..."

Vulnerable!
Luo An did not utter those last four words, because he had already led his men to charge into the Northern Shuo army once again.

(End of this chapter)